Her mouth felt great as her hand cupped my balls. I knew then I was going to have sex with her, my first actual time having sex. I hoped I wouldn’t ...isappoint her as I wanted to please her to the best of my ability. As if she was reading my thoughts, she just smiled up at me.“Don’t worry Matthew, whatever happens, happens. Just enjoy it as long as it lasts. I’m sure it won’t be your only time during this flight.”I smiled as she stood up in front of me. We kissed slowly as she unbuttoned her. After a while, I heard her breathing even out and I knew she was asleep. Slowly, sleep took hold of me as well. The last thing I saw was her face, at peace.----I woke up slowly. The first thing I noticed was my right arm was dead. And I had a face full of cherries. I opened my eyes. Sunlight was streaming in my window. I realized that I had a face full of hair instead of a bunch of fruit. And I was holding Monica close. Very close. She was warm, and her breathing was still steady. I lay there. I usually attempt to avoid shady business transactions however running a prostitution business out of my apartment was already as shady as anything I’d ever done, so offering Rahjeesh full access to Cherry’s only sellable skill didn’t, in my mind, begin to repay Cherry’s past due rent. Anjali had come in at that point and even though they’d spoken Punjabi to each other, I’d picked up that she was demanding he hire a maid. My bargaining ability increased with that knowledge and the house. On one hand, she was my sister, my blood, and feeling these kind of feelings did not seem right. On the other hand, watching her grow into a woman up close and personal had put the image of her assumed nudity had been in my head before, causing a very ‘stiff’ reaction.“I know you are my brother but growing up the way we did, I felt a special bond to you that crossed that sibling line,” she said as she sat down on my lap. “My love for you is more than just a sibling love.”“Kara, when did this.