.Your sister?"After a few moments of studdering and obvious confusion I managed to say " Oh hi Dahlia.. I missed you too..Wow..hum.. you grew up.. a l...ot." She gave me a warm smile and hugged me. Since I was still lying down when she hugged me, she was positioned as if she was about to straddel me. Forgetting she was my sister, I could only think about her breasts on my chest and her crotch pressing against mine. I used all my strenght to not get a boner.When she got back up, dad called us down. . happy," I mumbled. What had I been thinking? We were in a tight financial situation and could not risk her losing her job as branch manager. I hated to admit it, but she had been making more money than me for years now. "For fuck's sake, there will be people coming in here all day. I can't have you been seen in your god damn pajamas walking out. It's already past 10 a.m." She looked up out her door, smiled, and waved at a client. She looked down at me. "Just wait there a few minutes. I'll. I grunted and shook, my orgasm was so strong.“That’s it, baby, cum in me. I want your seed deep in me,” she cooed. When I finally collapsed, by bones felt like jelly and I could hold my head up, so I was rather surprised when she slid off my cock and quickly straddled my face once more. “Now it’s time for your desert. Open up.”I couldn’t believe what she wanted me to do. I didn’t want to do it but I was too worn out to push her away. So all I could do was watch in horror as my cum slowly. At last, we had a concrete agenda we could pursue. I knew how to fight economic battles. With that goal in mind, we could become a factor in NMT and, eventually, in the state.But, in the meantime, we would have to organize with a siege mentality to withstand the KKK attacks. We must all be continually on guard, never relaxing our vigilance. This was going to put a strain on all of us, but we just had to cope!Sarah was now nearly nine-years-old. Too young, but she would have to assume some adult.