Tonight, she was wearing a knee length pink night-gown which was fairly transparent. I could see the faint outlines of her shapely breasts encased in ...a white brassiere. But boobs were not what I was concerned with since it involved more risk than I bargained for. So as always, I took the easy way out and slowly lifted the end of her gown to expose her snow-white, beautiful thighs, and matching white panties. I shuddered involuntarily as I sensed my manhood squirm in my trousers. It had only. “You love your brother, don’t you? You would do anything for him?” Kyle asked. Debora nodded.“Well, that is exactly how I feel about Lee. Hmm, except for the initial lusting after her part which I don’t think you did for your brother,” he explained.Debby giggled self-consciously. “Well, that is not entirely true,” she said and giggled again, her embarrassment evident.“What?” Kyle said in surprise and interest.“I ... hmm, well I ... hmm, used to love watching him masturbate in the shower,” she. .."she inquired."No" it's ok baby. Your fine, just come back to bed." My parents are going to kill me." Shuss honey, I called your parents and told them you were sleepingover. It's fine."Fear began to recede as confusion slipped in. I let her lead me back tobed as my mind buzzed. What was I doing dressed like this, who was thisblack haired girl Veronica and what had I done last night?We slipped back under the covers and blackness overtook me.About 4 hours later I woke to hear conversation. Damned Wall Streeters, I thought. I pulled the comforter up and around her and she snuggled under it. Her eyes flickered, a hint of a satisfied smile flashed in my direction, and she slept. I headed back out through the kitchen and its small dinette which flanked my tiny living room and its skimpy complement of furnishings. It wasn't much, my place, but it was warm and cozy and, well, it was home. I sacked out on the couch; it was but a few feet from the door that separated me from where my.