Not that it reallymattered at this point, he guessed that even if Marcy knew who he was hecould keep control of the situation, but it was quite fun le...ving thesissy in the dark, quite literally at that.After driving around for nearly half an hour, being rather certain thatMarcy could have impossibly kept track of all the roads he had taken Johnpulled up in his own driveway, entering his own garage, right next toMarcy's house. It brought a smirk to his face imagining how Marcyprobably thought. We sat by my little kitchen table, and I got her some tissues and a glass of water. When she had calmed down enough to talk, she began. "I need your help. You've got to make her stop. I can't take it any more." Make who stop?" Your sister! She's making me into her slave!" What?" She makes me do things. And I can't stop her." Andrea?"I thought of my sister's plump, innocent little eighteen year old face. What was Tammie talking about? How could my shy little sister make her do anything? None of. Jake was on his knees in front of a girl and his face was eating her snatch. She had her legs over his shoulders and her head was tilted back. She had an amazing body. Similar to mine in fact. I didn't know who the girl was until she lifted her head. I was shocked to see it was Jake's sister Lisa. Lisa is one year older than me and Jake. I wasn't grossed out or anything. I simply watched in amazement. I could feel myself getting wet and as I held the binoculars in my right hand, I slowly slid. Whatever happened next was in Dory's hands.She walked over to me and leaned down and kissed me. Another surprise. I reached up and she folded herself onto my lap. We kissed, deeply, longingly, passionately. When we broke, she leaned forward and pulled her light cotton sweater over her head, throwing it on the bed. Next was the bra and I was now holding her naked upper body in my arms, gently stroking her back."You've been waiting a long time for this, haven't you?" she whispered."A very long.