But we'll be together, soon (NOT dressed). Can't wait to get back to you, and will let you know what I find out about Friday together in the motel, af...er I talk to my supervisor about taking Friday off. It shouldn't be a problem, since I'm flying home two days early and otherwise wouldn't have been at the office on Friday anyway. Of course, I can't exactly tell my boss I want to skip work to finally get to ride the hell out of you, but obviously that's how I'd prefer to spend Friday over being. I practically screamed, “What do you think you are doing?”Tina giggled and said, “Taking care of your morning erection. That’s what sisters are for.”I said, “Dad will kill me!”Tina giggled again and said, “Then don’t tell him. I’m not going too. He has often told me to tell him if you so much as touched me. Then he takes peeks at me naked in the bathtub. He always asks me if I have enough towels but he is always trying to see my boobs. I’ve told Mom but she said that he is just concerned about. "Are you ... is this ... okay, John?" Very okay," I said, "I could get used to this."She didn't say anything else and after maybe five minutes she eased away. It was really a bit too warm for cuddling."Thank you, John; I enjoyed that."I took her hand and held it. "So did I," I admitted."I probably should go," she said quietly. "See you day after tomorrow?" Oh!" I'd forgotten about the hospital. "Yes, of course. We'll pick you up. What time do you need to be there?" We?" Em will drive, so I can. Don't Bet Your UnderwearBy Samantha Michelle Copyright 2000 It was Monday, and my first day of high school.That says a lot in itself. And the School District seemed to have it in for me. One of the reasons we had moved this summer was to get me into the same school as my sister, which was not the zone school for our old house. They hoped a fresh start would make life better.It turned out the school had apparently ignored all my class requests and transcripts, and stuck me with a standard.