Of course," I mused, "My life would be much poorer." Mine, too, Dan." She tossed her head. I don't know if she did that because she was conscious of h...w I adored her face, framed by that aged copper hair, but every time it did, a part of me melted. "Finish your coffee so we can go home." And a smile that had just a hint of sexuality.I drained the mug and we stood, paid the ticket, and we were out the door into the nasty drizzle."We got beans, baby," she said. "It's a 'soup' kind of day." Yeah,". I was hesitating to touch the flesh since I didn’t know whether a touch of ecstasy on the pussy would wake her up or not. But I slowly mustered up my courage and went ahead and touched the clits anyways. Boy, it was so soft, and to my slight horror, my sister actually moved a little and spread her legs apart, inadvertently pulling one of her legs out of her panties. The vaginal opening was slightly parted now, and the bushy darkness of the abyss was inviting me like a mirage in a desert. I knew. “So...what do you do?”“I'm a professional dominatrix,” Regina said.“That,” Jackson said, “is pretty awesome.”“I like to think so,” said Regina. “Funny, the normal response is an uncomfortable look while slowly backing away.”Jackson giggled. “Being a trans, it's hard for me to get surprised by different lifestyles.”“Trans?” Regina lifted a brow, and stared at Jackson for a long moment before saying, “You're kidding. I can't tell one bit.”“I owe it to my parents, I guess,” Jackson said.“Any. I told her they were and Amy and I were having a good time together. She told me she was worried that with the age difference we wouldn’t. I ask about grandmother and she was getting better and she should be home late Sunday. I told her Amy’s parents would be home then also. She then told me there was $50.00 in one of her dresser drawers and for me to get it and take Amy some place nice to eat tonight. I told her I would and hung up. I ask Amy where she wanted to eat tonight and we decided.