I knew he owned his event management firm, but this was a huge office.She drove down to the parking area below the office building. There weren’t ma...y cars parked down there. She parked her car, and I parked mine beside her. She got out and came near me.Me: Wow. This is a big office.Selena: Yeah. But it’s not entirely his. This building has a couple of offices working.Me: Oh, I see. Still, it’s big, like your ass.She looked at me surprised, which soon turned into a smile.Selena: Can’t get my. I turned out of my room into the hall, then heard some soft moaning as I silently moved down the hallway. As I neared my brother's room, it was unmistakably the sounds of moaning, sexual moaning.I looked around the edge of the door into his room, and there was my brother on his bed in the dim light, naked, on his back, with my little sister up over him, her head bobbing up and down over his middle.Well, I'm old enough and experienced enough to know that my brother was getting a blowjob from his. " She moved where I could see her, and she liftedher top. "... we are the same now!" she giggled and smiled while showingme the surgical bra around her chest.I don't know what felt weirder at that point. Knowing that I had buttimplants like hers in me, or seeing her being happy for having breastimplants to match mines. I am sure that the drugs were helping me worryabout the situation a lot less than I should have."My back is killing me! Can I turn?" I asked."Not yet!" Brigitte commanded from. Apparently dressing me up as a girl and calling me "Annette" calmed medown and made it easier for my Mums to control my temper. For a while Iwould try to fight against being forced to wear girls' clothes but myMums were bigger than me and would force me into the clothes.When Aunt Lucy first saw me dressed as Annette I was wearing a littleshoulderless black dress and she said, "Annette looks just like herfather!" with a tear in her eye. "But you really shouldn't dress Annettelike that, I am.