”“He’s a great guy, though I totally understand how big brothers can be annoying!”“An understatement if there ever was one!”“I’m curio...s, though, how would one convince you?”She laughed softly, “If you have no intention of following through, there’s no point in trying now, is there? And part of the fun is the guy discovering what it would take to convince me!”“And in different circumstances, I’d be VERY tempted to find out.”We arrived at the motel and I walked her to the door of her. And later that night, when me made love, it was not about "getting laid". It was about what we shared together, and for me, it was about what she wanted.Suffice it to say, I was becoming more and more disgusted with the person I'd been in the other timeline. I no longer wanted to be anything like him.Finally, I was "getting it."February 23, 1983The public debut of the new Lightning in a Bottle (sans Eileen) had finally occurred the previous Friday night. Everything went wonderfully. After. Crystal liked her clit played with and the harder the better. Before I knew it I was crewing on her clit with my teeth and she screaming out that I was giving her multiple orgasms. Soon Karen was crying out too and I realized that I was filling my sister with cum.Mom asked, “Was it worth the wait?”Karen replied, “It sure was! I’m so glad you talked me out of letting Charlie fuck me for my first time. When I turned him down he fucked Cheryl and then told everyone all about it. Well in his story. I dont know if my cousin had mentioned to her the things we had done growing up but i had a sneaking suspicion she had shared at least a little bit of it. She was a mixed race with her mom white and her dad black. She had a amazing milk chocolate skin with amazing breats, a HUGE ass and an attitude of which she knew she was hot and used it to her avantage.We all sat down to catch up, have a few drinks and talk and trade stories about horrible exes.We decided to get out the cards and since we.