But she was growing up, I too. We have 4 year’s difference in age. Earlier I never looked at her as a girl. Things between us began to change when o...e day we were viewing a photo album. During viewing it, I realized that something was happening to me. I was under a quite unknown feeling. Her breast was touching on my shoulder. I could not move away, she too did not move. Sexual current flowed from her breast to my penis. My shorts began to bulge. But we were sister and brother. I did nothing,. Then he thought of Sasha...Sasha had the happy union of the two ingredients for a jolly rape. She was good-looking. No argument there. She was not a nice person. So no guilt trip afterwards. Knowing what a cow she was would actually make violating her even more pleasurable. Abducting and raping Sasha Doughty therefore seemed a good, nay brilliant, idea.The phone book revealed four Doughtys in the region. A good start.The officious biddy in the library refused to let him use the electoral roll. Laughter came from everywhere, including from our audience. The Jewesses and Helen had arrived most majestically with doors of an elevator opening like a clamshell revealing Venuses. Pereire Grandmère, mère et fille all had a regal beauty. In fact they defined the combination of those two words. Even the matriarch, and yes, four generations of women, all with twenty years between them, sat there looking like family as if the male part of their geneology had little to say about their looks,. I asked her if I was going home too because, well, it was a fair conclusion to jump to. ‘You’re coming home with me,’ she smirked. That was enough to get that settled. When we got back home, her roommate was using the basement, the room that she uses for just about everything, including me, so we tried to lay low in the living room until she came back up. Terrible idea. We just couldn’t keep our hands off of each other. She teased me about being an exhibitionist and went so far as to bet that.