My classmate had been Susan... the older sibling arriving was Suzanne!Sad to say, neither sister could have won a beauty contest had mud pies been the... only competition. No cruelty intended here... that was the truth. Suzanne left school in the tenth grade and had wandered aimlessly through life since then. Illicit pregnancies had been rumored to be the cause and effect for her defection from school and life in general. It was whispered that if one could get past her looks she'd fuck a snake for. )After our final board exam we had a long vacation. Our families decided to visit our hometown( I mentioned in my 2nd story that we are relative! In case u get confused!)So, her hometown and mine is still a distance apart about 60 kms. It was decided that we will travel along and spilt at our airport. And we going to visit them after a week. I was shocked to hear that 1 week. How can I live without her for a week? I talked to her about this. She was more sad than me. At our home state airport. A brown-haired man entered, carrying a stack of unassembled boxes. He was wearing a green baseball cap and coveralls. Dropping the boxes on the floor, he turned to face Bethany. The name "Steve" was embroidered over his left breast pocket.Bethany tried to think of some way she could communicate. Blinking was the only thing that occurred to her."Wow", said Steve. His eyes roamed over her body. He looked quickly towards the doorway, then walked over to Bethany.He must have noticed she was. Mom swept into the room dressed for her office job. She wore a gray pencil skirt and a conservative blouse that was ruffled in the front. As she walked by, I glanced at her rear. What sort of panties did she have on under there? What kind of panties did mom wear to work? I wanted to run over, lift up her skirt, and find out.It itched my brain. My fingertips.My sister waved her hand in front of my face. “Now you’re checking out Mom’s ass?”My cheeks burned. “No, I’m not,” I quickly said. “You.