I remember when I was ten trying to get looks at her boobs which, at twelve, were getting to be quite amazing to this always-horny brother of hers. My...sister, always cute, was now turning into a sexy girl with curves. I still remember the first time I saw her in a bikini. It seemed almost nonexistent to me at the time as I drank in all that bare skin, the suit just barely covering the most interesting parts. She was hot.Oh, she knew it, too, I was pretty shy about stuff like that but my sister. I began to question whether I was still attractive. Then one night I passed this place, saw the sign in the window and let myself get talked into dancing. I liked it. My husband may not pay me much attention, but those guys did. I could see their eyes light up with every piece of clothing I took off and you should have heard the hoots and whistles when I dropped my panties. I got a real rush out of it. So now I come back about once a month and get some cheap thrills of my own."The music ended. That was noticeable as she wolfed down her food, and I even bought her a to-go plate for her ‘friend’. It was when she was complimenting the GV80 SUV that I went with my play.“Olivia, I have an idea, if you’re willing to listen.” She smirked and eyed me, replying, “Umm…OK.”“Look, I was at the restaurant the other night, and I heard that you were on hard times. In addition to I think your car, you likely have school in the fall too, right?”She rolled her eyes and grunted an “Ugh.” Then looked. .her lips were too wan. Kirka quietly opened her door, listening to the peaceful silence when it was ajar.Bare assed, in garters and hose, she flitted down the hall, past the doors to Wanda's and ma pa's rooms to the toilet, closing its door behind her. In the cabinet was a mad clutter of things she had never paid attention to before, but now she went on another shopping spree! Hands full, she boldly sauntered back to her room, wiggling her pretty butt in the hall, stopping by Wanda's room.