Our mother came home from work and found us sleeping on the couch in the living room, my arm curled around Heather.It was raining the next morning but... I had to get out of the house. Mr. Olsen invited me to come inside his house for a cup of coffee. I seldom drank coffee but I had two cups of his strong brew that day while we talked. He was excited about the football game and how my play had gotten the high school crowd fired up."My neighbor said we would have won if you had played the whole. . .Ab to kh do that u love me.. ”Me-“no yr.. Tm sister ho meri”She-” oh come on.! M janti hu tm mujhe like krte ho.. Mtlb tmko kya psnd h mujh m”Me-” nthng yr”She-“btao na…Plz I beg u.. ….”She started suddenly crying…I understood ki ye ladki mujhse kitna pyaar krti h..So I decided ki usko kbhi pareshan ni krunga or jo khegi m krunga!She-“please treat me like ur slut plz.. .”I then decided ki ye aise nhi manegi.. .Me-“ok dear”I suddenly grabed her n started kissing her.. .I kissed in her body. He had on tight pants and a sleeveless top. Shewore a smart pants suit. Each of them carried a travel case. The pairgreeted my captors and then Andy hustled me into the bedroom, where Ihad to stand while I was examined by our guests, whose names I learnedwere Timmy and Tess.Tess opened her case on the bed and began selecting items. My brideordered me to shed the yellow baby doll. The serious woman tooksomething and held it up to my crotch. She glanced toward Jenna, whosmiled nastily and. "Nineteen." This fits me?"I laughed at her hopeful expression. "Like a Victoria's Secret lingerie model," I promised.The bra was size 36C. Her bra on the floor was size 32A. She had recently graduated from an AA cup and would continue her steady progress upward from there. It was ironic how she complains about being too big sometimes, about being ogled, even by friends. I tell her not to wear such tight tops.She was nine when I told her of my abilities. Sure, she said, blowing me off with.