'mmmmmm oooo yes what a fantastic sissy you make' said John.'Come over here and let me look at you'I walked over and stood in front of him not quite k...owing where to look. 'Walk for me' he said.I did, but it wasn't good enough. 'Get it right or there'll be trouble' he said and demanded that I walk with a swing in my hips. He made me walk with my wrists limp and told me to talk in a sissy voice.'Can't we just get this over with then I can go home?' I said. 'Do it' he said or with a press of this. I thought of helping him by drilling a peep hole between her room and mine, but never did. Lynn had a major crush on me, and every time I was over at his house, his sister was hanging around me. Finally, after a few months of her sticking closer to me than my sweaty nutsack, she got her wish as I made out with her during a movie that she tagged along with us to see. It was amazing to have this young girl allowing my hands and fingers to roam over her as her brother sat on the other side of. It makes for some really great scenery - ‘specially when it’s naked - wow!I have a picture of when I was 5 or 6 and she would have been 9 or 10 - I forget which. But I remember really clearly the incident where she play wrestled with me and ended up on top of me with my hands pinned above my head. Yup, the rest of us both were in the classic female superior position ... and we both realized it in the same moment. I could see it in her eyes when she realized her younger brother had an erection. His lips trailed up to my mouth and he kissed me long and hard. His tongue forcing my lips open, making wetness drip down my leg. I was wearing a skirt for a reason, I hoped this was going to happen. We walked over to a tree next to the river. He pinned himself to me thrusting his hips against mine. His pants were still on, they wouldn’t be for long. There was a bulge in his pants growing bigger and bigger as his hands trailed up and down my back. His nails scratched my back. I wasn’t wearing.