"Well if she hurts your feelings let me know so I can give her a bloody nose."I smiled and put my arms around my sister. I nuzzled my head on her soft...hair smelling the sweet scent of apples. She put her skinny arms around me and whispered. "I love you bro."I looked into her eyes and up until this day don't know what made me do it, but I leaned down and kissed her as if it was the most natural thing to do. Her lips felt so good and soft. I slid my hands down and wrapped my arms around her tiny. I dropped my lustful mouth into her cleavage & started to such them hard. My hands were pressing her back & entering her bra straps, panty & ass. I unhooked her bra after some attempt & pulled her bra out of her muscular balls. With my left hand I was holding her from behind & with my right I was pressing, teasing & walloping her left breast up & down. I started mouth kissing her while appreciating her fulsome breast in my hands.I turned around & lifted her up & I sat down on the edge of the. That conclusion, nevertheless, brought its own dark downside. Was my name on a list in someone’s file cabinet, network PC, or black book as a potential reserve call up? For how long had they been watching me, keeping tabs on me? Who were ‘they’ and who else… perhaps someone who answered to another master… had or had had access to the list? No answers. OK, my interviewer – I’ll call him ‘Joe’ – said he was the only one. Right. In this business I knew prudence helped keep you alive, and prudence. I’d met this girl for the first time in my high school as a classmate. She was a very simple girl. Great in studies, straight forward and very sweet in nature.We used to talk a lot but we didn’t have any kind of intentions initially. Although we sat together, ate together, sometimes even studied together and eventually we got emotionally attached.One day, due to her father’s transfer, she’d to leave the town and shift over to Delhi.We anyhow never lost contact and promised that whenever either.