"I'll be flying to Salt Lake City the day after tomorrow, and from there a helicopter will take me to a lodge in the Uintas," I said. "Greg, I'll want...you to go with me. Make arrangements for a conceal-carry permit for Utah. We'll fly a chartered aircraft, so you can carry your weapon with you. Sable, you'll remain here and run things in my absence. We'll be gone for a week, give or take a day." All right," she said. "May I enquire about the reason for the trip?" Hopefully to recruit the head. She turns to drive past his house again, unable to ignore the pounding in her heart and the dampness between her thighs. She knows she can't see him - shouldn't see him - but lust is winning out.Her brakes seem to press themselves, stopping her perfectly along the curb to park.As if moved by some unseen force, she gets out of the car and walks up the path to his house. Her heels click up the cement walkway, bringing her closer to the object of her obsession. The rap of her knuckles on the. I assume you know Beth."They nodded at each other."Daddy, you remember my coach, Beth, from the game the other day when you were checking me out." I vaguely remember somebody checking somebody out. Happy Thanksgiving, Beth." Happy Thanksgiving." Isn't this nice," I said, sitting on the couch, patting it next to Daddy for Beth to sit down.Charlie and Mary came in and sat together in a lounger. Somebody rang the doorbell and I got up to answer it. Paul was outside, looking nervous. I introduced. Just like today, I have always been writing a diary of my thoughts and sex with my sister has been a topic mentioned there quite a few times… one day she happened to access my computer and there she saw a word file where I had written my fantasies about her and how much love do I feel for her.This perhaps brought some change in her, because that day onwards, I started getting a glimpse of her cleavage. Initially I thought it was all accidently. But one day I saw her cleavage for about 5-6.