I kissed the top of her head, and told her I loved her. She told me she loved me too, and seemed to cuddle in even closer. We sat that way for awhil..., not speaking. And then she whispered, “you fucked me.”I was shocked to hear that word come from my Jess. I sighed. I didn’t move to look at her. I couldn’t. “I’m so sorry, baby, I didn’t want-““I know. They made you. You only did it because they made you.”I didn’t say anything. I was glad she seemed to understand. She was still so. Either Jake had found more candidates or the increased traffic in this direction had attracted some attention, but another guy filled the slot left by guy two, and she could sense that there were more lurking behind.She was starting to tire a little bit by the time number three gave any indication of getting close and she lifted herself from her kneeling position to finish him on her perky little tits, rubbing his tip around one of her puffy nipple as he began to blow. Thankfully her impromptu. It was early for him to be home from work. Way early. Damn it, must have been a half-day or some shit. Mabey I wasn’t as lucky as I was thought. Dad always wanted me to be a football playing, pussy chasing jock like him. Well, I guess I’ve never him seen chase a lady, thankfully, curtsey of mom. Just another thing to thank her for, you know, along with giving me literal life.He pulled into the driveway, the whole house felt like it was shaking. I glanced at my screen. 39%. Shit, this was really. By 10:00 there was proudly about 50 people at the party. Lisa had been bitching all day about my friends. So she was being antisocial. Finally she came out of her room and after I had a long talk with her she decide to loosened up and have a drink or two.Now, you must understand Lisa is my sister but even I see how damn fine she is. All my friends give me a hard time about it. One of my best friends is Owen Townsman. Owen is a pretty big black dude. We play football together. Owen is always.