I could make out the blurred outline where her pussy hair started on her groin then followed the curve of her body over a slight rise then down betwee... her legs. I grabbed my hardened cock and began pulling on it as I stood beside my sleeping sister. I wanted to get on the bed with her again, I wanted to feel the nearness of a girl’s body so I eased to the side of the bed and again sat carefully, slowly so she wouldn't feel the shift. My erection was standing tall from my groin, the front of. Aw'd and confounded as I was at seeing myself surrounded, caress'd, and made court to by so many strangers, I could not immediately familiarize myself to all that air of gaiety and joy which dictated their compliments, and animated their caresses.They assur'd me that I was so perfectly to their taste as to have but one fault against me, which I might easily be cur'd of, and that was my modesty: this, they observ'd, might pass for a beauty the more with those who wanted it for a heightener; but. Sitting at the kitchen island counter cradling a mug of coffee, I watched dawn arrive, the sky briefly red before turning into egg yolk yellow. I’d hardly slept. I didn’t know how or why, but I was sure I hadn’t had an intimate relationship with Addison before, which made her kiss all the more confusing. I liked it. The kiss wasn’t the problem.Addison meandered into the kitchen a half hour later, her hair mussed, still wearing her Pepe Le Pew nightshirt. She smiled a greeting and rose dusted. ”Dan was looking at the painting and shook his head. Then he sat down on the bed beside Bec and Tara sat down beside her grandmother.I said, “She did some drawings this morning too. First she did that one,” I pointed at the one of me above my bed, “and then a bit later she did that one.” I pointed at the one of the cat above her pillow.They all looked at the pictures. After they looked at the one of me they looked at me and then back at the picture and then back at me and they nodded. All three.