Holding onto Lisa?shands, I could feel our relationship going deeper than ever. We were sisters. ??????????? After that day, Lisa began to wearthe bu...qa full-time. As in every moment she was in the house. I followed her.It was our little secret, well, ours? and Rahmet?s of course. He began to spendmore and more of his time at our apartment. Why not, when he is here, Lisawould hover over him like a good puppy. A glass of water, a can of beer, a wordfrom Rahmet and Lisa would dash off to get it. “Are you new here?” I asked.“Yes,” she replied. She said she had just started a week prior and wanted to make a good impression on her boss.“Who is your boss?” I asked.I was startled when she called out my name. I didn’t know her.“So what do you think about your boss?” I asked.“I haven’t met him yet,” she replied. “Do you know him?”“I’ve met him a time or two,” I replied. “He seems like a good guy, but I hear he is a ladies’ man.”“Yeah,” she replied. “I’ve heard the same thing.”“Really?” I. She whispered, "I am so nervous Peter." I put my hand on her shoulder and said, "You may do anything you want to do babe." That was what Peter had called his sister for years. Andrea wrapped her hand around as much of my hand as she could. She got into the rhythm of the movement, then whispered,"take your hand away Peter." I did so. She replaced it with hers and started stroking with the same motion.She leaned forward, her eyes just above the purple tip. She put a finger down in the slit. Jess and I took up positions on either side of Rachel to prevent her from getting trampled, though many people did get out of the way for our little procession. We all picked up beers, except for Rachel of course, who had no use of her hands. I was wondering how Jeff was going to deal with getting Rachel to drink when he pulled a couple of bowls out. He put them on the floor and poured some of his beer into one of them, and some snacks into the other.I couldn't believe that Rachel had to eat.