“Brian, I really need to talk to you, by phone if I have to, but in person if you can. Any chance?”.“Maybe, Sis. How soon do you need this talk?...Tonight’s not worth a shit for me. I have to be back in the office by 6:00 tomorrow morning. Or was that an invitation to vacation in spud country?”. I knew the reference to Idaho potatoes would either get me a chuckle or a growl. But that was the way we’d been as kids, always poking lighthearted fun at each other.“Brian, normally I’d have a come-back. But this sort of thing can happen to an impressionable young lady like yourself."Oh great. Here comes the lecture. He struck the match he had retrieved and lit a citronella candle in its tin bucket. Smoke drifted into my nostrils. I sneezed."Bless you. Because I may not get another chance to ask, what did I do to deserve this very generous amount of your thoughts?" Well..." I gulped. You can’t come out and say you have the hots for him, but is this the best you can come up with?Where, oh where. “Now Babb’s he says, I don’t want any trouble.” “I’m not going to give you any trouble,” ‘I hear you, but I don’t believe you,” he said His sister lays down beside him, with her head on his stomach, facing his half hard cock. Then she starts running her fingers up and down the inside of his legs, he opens them some to give her more room. Then she starts massaging his balls, working them with her fingers. Then she takes her finger and starts running them up and down the full. They giggled at her words. Carmen had been a tower of strength. Unloading their bags that had been delivered by family from their previous homes, making the bed and re-arranging the rooms to allow them to be extremely comfortable. She had allowed them to help her only a little as she checked the old fashioned wiring in the house, replaced light bulbs that didn’t work and repaired taps for the water. The ex-policewoman had laughed kindly as the two followed her around like lost puppies until she.