"The flow of blood redoubled. In both places."I tell you what," Mom gleamed. "Let's really give them something to talk about." Her fingers began light...y stroking the back of my hand. "Let me have a taste of your club."I nearly whimpered, then understanding, nudged my plate towards Mom."No no no--the quarter in your hand, hold it out to me."She bent forward and took a dainty nibble. And then, I never would have guessed that chewing a morsel of food could be turned into such an erotic. Our other favourite act which we did whenever we were alone in the house was for each one of us to take it in turns to go up to the bathroom, shut the door, take off all our clothes and wrap ourselves in a bath towel. Then call the other one in who would unwrap the bath towel. I used to love Melissa staring at my body and I loved staring at hers. Our pet name for her tits was “The Twins” and I just loved playing with them. For a girl of her age Melissa had more than her fair share and I. When she did, I'd see her hands clench. Even in my dreams Isee those hands, reaching out for my sister trying to stop her fromsinking to the bottom of the lake. But my sister never reaches back.And she's got a crazy grin on her face ? like in the photograph ? asthough she enjoyed the water so much she wanted never to leave it. Yetshe did. She's buried in the town cemetery. My Daddy always kept freshflowers on her grave. I guess I'll have to do that now.I loved my sister more than anyone I've. I guess I should mention that my wife and I have an understanding. The reason I married her is because she's insecure and will do what it takes to please me. She understands that when I'm out I don't have to explain where I was and even why it took me so long to get home. If she disagrees with this, then she knows where the door is. Otherwise, she's a good cook, great at cleaning and laundry and she sucks my cock when I tell her to. But I'm not here to talk about my wife or my marriage. .