I kind of want to, to . . . you know, but it’s hard (both boys grinned at each other stupidly from the implication) err, yeah, umm, with her being y...ur sister and me knowing all your brothers and your parents. I keep worrying that your Mum would hex me if she found out. I doubt she’d be too pleased, and she scares me more than your Dad. ‘Course, I doubt your Mum would be too pleased if she knew about us, come to think of it." Harry’s words were the truth, and he didn’t really see the need to. Even before the first rays of the sun lit the bed she was awake, slowly extricating herself from his embrace, gathering her clothes from the floor and slipping into the bathroom. She emerged fifteen minutes later looking fresh and light; her hair was swept back and her makeup less seductive than it had been the night before. Phil stirred and looked up at her through heavy eyelids. “Good morning! Are you….leaving? Already?” Serena bent down and stroked the side of his stubbled face. “Yes. Normal. Sitting in his chair, he had a perfect view of the kitchen. As I went about making his meal, I purposely took extra time bending over reaching into cabinets looking for a pot. My skirt was riding up exposing the cheeks of my ass and my hot moist honey box to him. He asked me to helped him to the dinner table so I headed over to assist him up. I bent forward putting him in perfect position to the opening of my shirt. As it fell open exposing my perking round firm breast to him, he let out an. When the two of them were growing up in London, whenever they had visitors the two sisters would share a bed and it was there that they had learnt about each other’s bodies. Although she had grown out of it, she had looked forward to spending the night with her sister in those days, and looked back on those nights with fondness.“They were fun times weren’t they?” Rose replied. Helen nodded and then said,“I don’t think I ever really grew out of that sort of thing…” Rose cocked her head to one.