The pointer moved randomly highlighting a thumbnail that caught his eye. Scrolling back he clicked on the picture. Sluggishly the machine worked to lo...d a streaming video from SlutLoad entitled, "Decorating in the Dorm". Jamie started fidgeting nervously. Unhurriedly the status bar moved until it finally read one hundred percent. Jamie hesitated, wavering if he wanted to view it, or simply close the window. Finally with bleak resolve he tapped play. The screen came alive; watching attentively. Due to additional guests at home, they made us sleep together. Pooja, my sister and I shared a king size bed in my bedroom. Pooja was in-between my sister and me. I used to hug a pillow when I sleep but because of extra guests that night, I had to forgo one. In the middle of the night I found myself hugging Pooja and she was snuggling me inside the sheets. I was scared of my uncle but wanted to explore bit further. I slowly moved my hands from her back to her butt. She didn’t move so I mustered. Dena volunteered to help me with the dishes. After they left, I started cleaning up the kitchen and Dena joined me. As we were washing dishes shoulder to shoulder with suds up to our elbows, she caught me glancing down at her still perky chest. “It’s about time you noticed! That’s why I wore this!” she said. I stood there in shock as I didn’t know whether to be embarrassed or flattered. Before I could say anything, Dena asked, “How long do you think they’ll be gone?” “At least 15. Paul was stirring something in a huge pot, his back towards her and Lily and Rachel, the other two waitresses, were chatting over coffee. Ben was nowhere to be seen and Elle breathed a sigh of relief. She slid quietly into the kitchen so as not to attract attention. ‘Good morning, Ella, lovely!’ Paul’s deep voice boomed across the kitchen. Elle winced. So much for not attracting attention, she thought. Lily waved her over. ‘Come have a cup of coffee. Can’t start your day without it,’ she said..