He must have slept. Sangita thought about that incident and doze of after some time. Next day Sangita thought about last night incident. She wasn’t ...ure what was happened. So next 2/3 days she kept quite and observed my night activities. Then she realized sure I was feeling her up. At first she thought to tell mother about it. But how could she tell mother that what her little brother was doing with her. And if she tells mother and mother would tell to father and after don’t know what will. At first I thought I was dreaming, but then I realized it was him. I didn’t know what to do, I just acted as if I were still asleep. This went on for a while. He slowly moved his fingers softly up and down my arm, being very gentle. Then, I felt him move closer to me. He stopped, ran his hand down my arm, then very softly, he put his lips right up to mine, not pressing them to mine, not opening his mouth or trying to open mine. Then, very faintly, he said my name, ‘Alicia,’ he said quietly, as. I pull him as far in as I can and when my nose touches his stomach he groans, grabbing the back of my head, fingers tightening in my hair. I stay there for a second, feeling so very full of him, before slowly pulling off of him, sucking with all my strength the whole while. When my lips leave him I give every inch a good lick before taking him back in, bobbing back and forth as quickly as I can.It's been a while for him too and when I reach down to play with the rest of him I feel them tighten. I decided that I needed to keep some appearance of activity that showed that everything I did WASN'T centered around a little fourteen year old brunette. That's why I was sitting in my lounge chair under the tree in the front yard, paperback book in one hand, beer in the other, enjoying the tempered warmth of early autumn in Louisiana.I caught movement out of the corner of my eye and looked up. Marie, Haley's mom, was walking towards me, beer in one hand, Marlboro in the other. "Hey, Bill," she.