I would walk out in my briefs and say, "Well hello ladies, how are you all doing today." I know they all had crushes on me so I had to oblige them whi...e pissing my sister off.I had girlfriend after girlfriend throughout high school but I was always horny over my sister. I would watch her prance around the house carelessly in a T-Shirt and underwear. I could not even begin to count the number of times I had to retreat to my room to masturbate about having sex with her. Thinking about her skimpy. Licking your lips and sucking me dry. Looking up smiling at me you ' show time' stand up, gather up the bags and head to the bathroom. I pull out a chair and get my camera ready. Your try on all the clothes we have bought, coming out each time strutting your wobbly arse, pushing out for fake hard orange tits, pouting, smiling and teasing. Your size 8 body perfect in al the clothes we have chosen and you pose for more and more photos. When you are down to your final outfit, you tell me to put. I saw she was still with Sara and a group of Sara’s female cousins and they were dancing, yelling, and having a great time. She was pretty drunk at that point but so was everyone else. She was enjoying herself.Because they had a large group, they had adjoining rooms. And most of them were on the same floor. The room where we went to smoke was one. We went back to the party room and got back into it. Our drinking continued. I was getting blitzed and stopped smoking but started slowing down my. . Let's not talk about Candy, to quote 'Hotel California' "Some Dance To Remember, Some Dance To Forget." Look, I DON'T want to talk about Candy! There are some things that are better left forgotten, dark chapters of my history I would rather be left on the cutting room floor of memory instead of endlessly dredged up and played back like some kind of corpse trial of my mistakes and failures of judgment! Can we please just move on? Okay, Thank you. As I was saying, I've been without anyone to.