Steve didn't even seem to notice. After each scene, he would turn her so her back was to him, lift up her blouse to hold her breasts in his hands, lic... and nibble some part of her that he could reach from that position. It was nice, sometimes it was very exciting; but when had he taken charge of the reinforcement?When they had compared their answers for the last scene, he turned off the lamp next to his side of the couch. "We are ahead of the class. I can't believe it." He stowed his notecards. But just like the relationship that I shared with my Dad, there was never anything untoward or improper about it. In fact, I never felt as if P was my in-law at all — I looked upon him as being nothing less than a full-fledged blood brother. Any woman in her right mind who knew what it meant to love, would have been thrilled to have such a close knit family feeling between her husband and her younger sister. But my sister, Gail, was never in any kind of a mind that was right. I always thought. He lay it down, "We found this in your room, Pete was saying you had been taking pics late last night so i insisted we try and find them" I smiled and nodded. I was not capable of speech at this point. He carried on "Did you like finding the pics of our cocks like that?" i nodded again and this time I was able to stumble out a yes. "You liked them so much you made copies and then decided to add some of your own to our collection" I just gave a big grin and nodded. at this Steve pulled out all. His tail wagged, and I appreciated that he didn't yap like most other dogs his size. I offered him a treat that I had hidden in my pocket, easily earning a new friend the easiest way possible. We both stood, and after closing the door, made our way towards my truck. I opened the passenger door and let her in, then hopped in the drivers side and maneuvered my suburban onto the road, heading to the beach that we had decided would be the first part of our date. We held hands, talking the whole way.