“You may love me Jason, but not the way I need. You love me as a brother, not as a lover. Not what I need.” I stood up and punched the wall above ...er head. I would have to fix that hole before mom and dad got home. “God Dammit May. I can love you however you need me to love you. As a brother, a friend, even as a lover.” She looked at me startled than. All the tears had stopped as her full attention was on my last words. She stood up and kissed my cheek. “Thank you Jason. But we both know you. Sis: what are you watchingMe: iron manSis: ohh! Can you change… I m not liking thisMe: take this remote and switch to any channel you wantSis: ok!!She browsed channels towards Hindi movie channels while doing so on one of the channels there was kissing scene going on. She paused on that channel for a sec, I was thinking what’s happening, and then she came to her senses and changed the channel. This is how we had dinner and then she washed the dishes and other utensils.I took the remote and. "Probably so," she said.I climbed up on the branch beside her. She slid across a tiny bit so there would be room for the both of us to sit."What did you think of the movie?" I asked changing the subject."It was kinda silly, but kind of interesting too," she replied. "I mean it was a lot like the one we saw in 3rd grade, but had a lot more information for older kids." Mr. Bowie said that the movie was designed for 8th graders and might be a little too explicit for us 6th graders. He said that if. They want me to look, so I don’t disappoint them in the least. In fact I have taken to trying to dry them off and enjoying rubbing their breasts and playing with their nipples. I even suggest that they take their wet blouse off so that I can dry it out. I unbutton their blouses myself and help them out of it too. After that it’s nothing to get them in my bed and give them what they really want…me.Shirley is a blonde dye job with very dark roots. Her carpet certainly does not match her drapes..