Inevitably, my eyes drifted down, just for a second, and I honestly thought my heart would stop. Open again, I could see the tops of her thighs pushe... together slightly, and a suggestion of white lace. As Maureen stirred her drink, and picked up her phone to check something on it, I slumped ever so slightly in my chair, and saw that yes, white lace panties and what looked like a darker patch. Either dark hair, or a slight dampness. Either way was fine by me."So what time is your, ah, bus?". I work as a security guard, so I have to keep pretty fit, and, well, I must admit: I'm not a bad looker: but I just can't seem to have any luck with chicks. Not that I don't try, I regularly have girlfriends, but never very serious relationships.That all changed on one fateful day. My friend of many years, Kevin, had to go on a business trip to some way-out-there little tropical island. He was an expert on natural disasters, earthquakes in particular, and something in the area had been reported. Maybe it is not wrong for a brother to be fucking his sister. Since I have started using K I have forbid her to date and her school work has improved. She keeps saying she loves me and knows I can love her one day. I have told her when she is older I shall breed with her and make some babies in her belly.Karen seems obsessed with me now. Yesterday before school I walked into her bathroom as she got ready for school. She was wearing a slut skirt and topless while she combed her hair. I admired. She reached behind her and unsnapped her bra, letting it fall down her forearms and then she put it with her top, she hooked her hands in the waistband of her pants and dropped them to her ankles, then stepped out of them, then she repeated the process with her soaking panties and as she stepped out of them, he motioned her over to the blanket.She sat down and his free hand went to her tits, squeezing them as he looked into her eyes, then he dropped his hand to her crotch and she spread her.