The most painful part of that trip was when Nicole convinced my to cut my hair. I actually loved my long, kind of messy blond hair, but if Nicole said...it didn't look good, I believed her. Once I saw myself in the mirror with my hair cut, half of me was confident, believed I looked good. The other half was scared to admit that I didn't recognize who who staring back at me.I had no idea what I was getting into when I hastily agreed to do karate, though. From the second I walked in, I was. I pushed her back onto Matt’s bed (at this point I didn’t care where we were) and positioned myself over her and rubbed my cock against her tits; the pre-cum already in full flow, I knew I didn’t have much time left. She alternated between tit-fucking me and sucking on my swollen member. She must have known I was getting close. “Where do you want to cum, Tim, on my tits or in my mouth.” I looked her, a primal hunger taking over. “Neither.” I gripped my cock and ran it down her body towards her. Christ woman your pussy is pulsating and just asking to be fucked. Come on, you can tell Bill, how often did Peter spank you to get you motivated to fuck him?" He... he, Peter I mean, didn't ever spank me, never. It was... ah, Ralph who did it, Peter just watched."You could have knocked me over with a feather. "Ralph? You're shitting me Jewel, Ralph? For Christ's sakes he was the friggin butler. Don't tell me, 'the butler did it'." I had to laugh at the thought of this prim and proper lady laid. Then they were off to various parties.The crash after the high is always the worst, I guess. And with Em, the slide was toward her coming service. She had a month to celebrate and party before she started and instead, she sat in her room and moped. Thursday night, she crawled into my bed and just hugged me and cried. We didn’t do anything sexy, even though we were both naked. I just held my sister and hoped she would snap out of it.“Hey,” I said, nudging Em awake. “I’m going for a jog. Come.