Late summer. Hot. Bloody hot. And it's Valentine's Day as well. I've had a rough time at the office, and am very pleased to have arrived safely at hom..., though I'm sweaty and doubtless smelly as well.As I walk in the front door, I call out to Karen, but there is no answer. Bummer. Karen knows there are two things I really like on these hot days. A tall cool drink, alcoholic or not, and Karen herself. Looks like I've missed out on both. I've got a gift for her as well. Nothing special, just a. Even if we’re not going to be together in that way, I can still be a friend, but I shouldn’t be your only social outlet.’ ‘Right. Um, thanks, Denise,’ Stan said, after a moment. He continued, quietly, ‘You’re right, of course. A true friend.’ ‘Yes and this true friend’s got work to do!’ said Denise, crisply. Softening, she continued, ‘Are you okay, Stan?’ ‘Yes, fine. Thanks, Denise. I’ll see you later.’ ‘And we’re still on for Wednesday night!’ Denise answered from the doorway, before. Stop it!! This isnt right! I said grabbing her arm and pulling it off my cock. Dont pretend you didnt like it, I saw the look on your face she said with a sly smirk. She had a point, but it still made me uncomfortable. Whether I did or not its still wrong, youre my sister No Im not, Im your stepsister Its still wrong, youre only 15, and its illegal! I wont tell if you dont! she said hearing a slight tone in my voice that I might be warming to the idea of what I assumed she had in mind. And I. Jack got a little concerned when he saw her shoulders tremble and heave and even more so when she lifted her head and he could see the tears streaming down her cheek. A second later he realized they were from barely suppressed laughter and with relief he rolled his eyes upward."Have you always been that, um, vocal?" Anne asked, her own lips twitching."I'm not sure it's appropriate to be discussing my sex life in front of a nine-year old," Lynn chuckled, "but no, I'm usually a bit quieter and.