Miller. In bed I’m, fuck me honey.”“I … got … the … job?”“Of course. I told you that you would. I didn’t have to say anything at all... Everyone loved your drawings, even the bitch. So just hang in there and watch your back.”“Where are we going? Don’t you have to work?”“I took off for the day, and we are going to Saks Fifth Avenue. You can’t be wearing those close every single day.”“Clothes … you are taking me clothes shopping?”“Yes, but don’t expect this all of the time. Like most men I hate. She opened the trunk and Jessica took out her large equipment bag and stick. Sandra picked up two blankets, handing them to Brad. “It gets cold inside.”Jessica waved goodbye to them and walked towards the dressing room as Brad and Sandra went to the concession stand. “I could use a hot coffee, would you like anything hot?”Brad gave a light laugh, thinking, “Yeah I’d like to have your hot looking body in bed!” “A hot chocolate would be fine, thank you.”Brad let Sandra lead the way to find a. I said you are so sexy look what you did to me.. looking down she saw my huge cock bulging in my pants. mmm she replied as she grabbed it and started rubbing it outside my shorts. she then said to me, do you like looking at your sister in her underwear. speechless I said only of course, so she said really, and walked away to her room looking back at me smilng.I didn't know what to expect, I was rock hard and she just left me sitting there. then outta knowwhere a few minest later she appeared. Emily rose quickly out of bed. She didn’t move to put on a robe. She was proud of the condition of her body. God knows she should have been: She had nothing she should want to hide. Her body would have done credit to a thirty-year-old. “What would be your pleasure?” she asked.“Maybe some white wine?” I said. “Anything cold, really.”“Should I make coffee — for later?” she asked.“Oh, yes! That sounds great, even now.”“Yeah, to me too. I’ll brew some of my good Columbian.”While she was gone I.