Attacks and retaliation continued for over fifty years until one man finally rose up to found a kingdom, bringing the warlords and brigands under cont...ol. On one side of the throne stood the High Mage representing the Blue Hand and on the other side stood the High Priest of the Priesthood of Purity. The reality outside of the palace was the priesthood had concentrated its power within the walls of Timisoara and the Blue Hand had more support the further one traveled from the city.For five. There was a car parked in our driveway that I didn't recognize, but all the lights were off. I quietly let myself in and locked the door after me. I was about to head upstairs to my bedroom when a noise in the living room stopped me in my tracks.Hardly daring to breathe, I tiptoed up the hallway and peeked in. There on the sofa was my goody-two shoes sister and her boyfriend, Mark.Mark was 24, tall and slim, with thick rimmed glasses and unruly hair. I had seen him before, and I thought he was. My sister was pretty thin like me, but in her teenage years, she started to grow breasts and actually had pretty good size thighs and ass. Her hips widened and her breasts were pretty full and hung a bit low. I of course noticed this as I was going through puberty and constantly fought to keep myself from having a boner. If she wore a swim suit, I noticed her tits and thighs and ass and would work hard at thinking about something else. It was my sister after all. I couldn't be attracted to. I was such a tomboy and most of my friends were males. Natalie and I became friends last year. She'd moved in the neighborhood and immediately befriended me and my best friend Denny.Denny was a year older than me. He was 13 and in eighth grade. We'd been best friends since we were still in diapers. Our parents were best friends as well. Natalie had talked to me first but then turned her attention to Denny. She'd talk about him constantly about how cute she thought he was or how it would be to.