I was dumbstruck. i was thinking that my bro would have changed after so many years but he was the same guy. I French kissed him hard for many minutes..., then we walked back to the car hand in hand. After keeping the boxes in the boot of the car, we sat at the back seat talking about the old days. After sometime, holmes (he asked me to use this name) started talking about his studdy encounters at the college. And i narrated him my whole story, including the encounter today. It was. I keep it as a reminder of what people will do to protect their family." Lisa looked at my brother and her ex-husband Vince's back, before wistfully down at her nails. "And what people, especially me, should do to protect the family."My brother Vince and his ex-wife Lisa had a complicated arrangement. Lisa would remarry Vince in a heartbeat, but after her affair, Vince looked at Lisa as no more than the mother of his children. I do not mean to imply he treated her bad. Lisa was at our house. From behind, he wrapped his arm around her waist and then, reaching between her legs, grabbed his own arm with his other hand. She didn’t struggle to get out of the hold, but to stay in it. She even pulled up on his arm to help increase the pressure on her pussy. He didn’t let go until he ran out of air and had to surface. After almost an hour horsing around, they made their way down to the shallower end of the pool, where they could stand but keep their bodies mostly in the water. “Well, look. .. She was good. Denise. Denise White was her name. That was the jersey I wore as well, as big a fan as I was. After some more eye balling of her, I was saddened to go home knowing she and the Knicks had lost. I sighed, walking out of the stadium. I needed something after all that eye balling of her.So, as all men do, they go to the nearest bar. Well, at least in my day and age. I sighed and sat at the counter, atop one of the stools. A commercial played on the screen of the TV above. "Make.