The fact that, against her expectations, Allison was smart as hell. After all she had heard before Spencer had thought of Allison as this stupid cheer...eader kinda girl, relying on her money and looks. Speaking of which, it's not like she couldn't rely on her looks if she wanted to. She still had that lithe, elegant body Spencer had noticed on their first encounter, only she was about 5'8" now and became more curvacious but still athletic. Her hair had grown a lot longer and she had those cute. We soon found ourselves in her apartment, just a few blocks from the campus. When the door was closed, Bela turned to me and we embraced, leaning back against the door to keep our balance as the blood alternately seemed to rush to and away from my brain. At 5'8", Bela was only three inches shorter than I, so looking deeply into each other's eyes was effortless. When we pressed our lips together, it seemed the happiest moment of my life. After a moment, I cradled her face in my hands and lost. A few days after her period had passed, we still hadn't had sex. I wasn't exactly sure what my sister was up to. She cuddled with me daily, but when I tried anything she pulled away, telling me I had to wait. It was infuriating. I could hardly stand it. When mom got home, she and Heather went into her room, doing who knows what ... then it came a knock on the door, then the doorbell rung, and Heather ran to it, yelling out "I've got it." A few moments later she passed by the door with both. It started normally, and we flirted a lot that day. As I loved dressing up for him, that day I wore a medium-length white dress, and when he saw me his blue eyes shone and a brief smile appeared. He gave me a hug, and it was so intimate. Our work continued normally until the night when we were finally alone.I was standing near my desk talking to him. Suddenly I felt him hugging me from behind, his hands touching my belly and my heart melted at that moment. I put my hands over his and asked what.