She now had a new confidante and bed partner - I was back to rooming with Irv. It didn't seem like a fair exchange.Soon it became quite clear that our...aborted romantic encounter in Baltimore was now doomed to never again be repeated.The New York show was a triumph, by any definition of the word. We played a one hour long set of our six best songs for a vocal crowd of ten thousand alternative music enthusiasts, who loved every moment of it. The promoter of the festival even had us do an encore. Oh shit!” exclaimed my sister.I looked up and sure enough, there was Sydney standing in my door way with her moth wide open and eyes wide in shock as she saw my large dick slowly deflating.We both stared at each other for what seemed like eternity. I wanted to melt into nothingness at the thought that I had just been busted by my sister.“Uhm... it started... snowing so they told everyone to go on home early...” Sydney explained.With that she quickly turned and ran away, face beet red. I. I felt her hands slide inwards from my waist and slide under my shirt as she lifted up revealing my chest. She kissed my stomach and made her way up following her hands as more and more of my flesh was revealed until she pulled my shirt over my head. Then she worked her way back down her path slower and more sensual i could feel her tongue on my skin. She undid my belt as i kick my shoes off using my feet. I felt her unzip my pants as she gently pulled on either side of the fabric slowly. Shewas beautiful and she knew it. The boy who would win her heart wouldhave to be very special indeed, such was her belief in herself.Auntie Lynda's other daughter, eight year old Amanda, was formidable ina quite different way. She was developing a temper to match her fieryred hair, and although she could be disarmingly sweet at times, shecould also be quite the little minx when the mood took her. She was notomboy though, much too feminine for that, and like her mother, shenever ever wore.