" she mutters seeing a man passed out on her front deck.Ashlee struggles, but manages to pull the man inside. She runs to the bathroom and gets a towe... and wraps it around the man. After making sure he didn't drop anything when he fainted, Ashlee shuts the door and locks it. Ashlee returns to the man and takes him clothes off and continues to dry him off. The man suddenly stirs awake. The man stands up and looks down at Ashlee. "what did you do?!" He demanded glowering at her. "What do you mean. I think I was more in touch with my feelings than most of my male peer group. I was target of bullies and made fun of, but learned to avoid harassment with my quick wit. I didn't like sports, war movies, cowboys, etc. I tended to have more girl friends than boys.I guess I was 8 or 9 when I realized I had a need for wearing women's clothes. When I was around 12, my need to dress really took hold. It was a obsession I couldn't ignore. Like many do, I started with wearing my mother's undergarments. ‘Did you two have a fight or something?’ ‘No,’ I said, not wanting to tell her about the phone number incident. ‘I guess I just thought he was something he’s not.’ She eyed me skeptically, but thankfully let the subject drop. We finished up our lunch and went back to Torch. I wished her a good trip and she gave me a soft kiss goodbye, leaving me wet and wanting. But, of course, there was always my client coming in a few hours. Maybe I’d at least get off. * * * * * I was confused and more than a. For those who think going the ‘foster siblings’ route is a bit weak – a ‘cop-out’ is what it might be called in Australia – then feel free to go read one of the other millions of brother-on-sister stories here. Otherwise, read on and enjoy, with my thanks, I’m keen for any and all comments and messages, tell me what you think and if you’re enjoying the story. I tend to need encouragement to keep these things going… thanks. CHAPTER ONE – Adoptive brother and sister, resisting forbidden urges..