" You've been living here by yourself for almost three years. What have you been doing?" Uhhm, going to school, studying for a business degree by corr...spondence and working during the day." I decided not to tell her about my two stolen years at UBC."Where do you work?" I'm managing a restaurant in South Vancouver." You're the manager!" she said in surprise."Yeah ... I started out at another location as the night shift manager, then got promoted."Wow ... that's pretty young to be a manager. Is. My eyes widened. Was she going to lick my cum off her fingers? Centimeters away, she started laughing, and instead rubbed the cum off onto my chest."Hey!" I laughed."Here," she said bringing the towel back up, "Let me help you."I looked down and watched my sister wipe the cum off my chest and my belly, then another amazing sensation shot through me again as she grabbed my cock with the towel and whirled it around a little. Drying my cock with the towel, I moaned once more and then collapsed. I needed to prepare for our evening. I took a long bubble bath. I shaved my legs and my pubic area. I like to shave my pussy and keep it bald. It really is so much better for oral sex. My husband loves to eat my pussy, and I never like the hair to get in his teeth. I got dressed in the agreed outfit. Mark wanted me to dress like a school girl tonight. My outfit consisted of white cotton panties, white bra, green-plaid and pleated mini skirt, white button up blouse, lace ankle socks and Mary. There areideas about masculinity that run so deep. What's important is that Iknow now. And I understand. I'm not upset. And if liking to wearpanties has anything to do with how good you are in bed... you know, withyour mouth... well then, I'm the opposite of upset."I smiled sheepishly. My cheeks grew warm. I knew I was blushing. Beingable to please her so fully as I did was a point of pride for me. Upuntil then I guess I'd considered it compensation for her, because I wassilently.