He grabbed a barstool from the dining room and placed it in front of me. “Bend over that while I get what I need.” I scrambled up to do his comma...nd. I heard him from the bedroom and the bathroom collecting the objects I hadn’t with a growing feeling of dread. Out of the corner of my eye I saw that the bag of ice he had come in the door with was still resting in the living room. I had no idea what he had in mind, but I didn’t want to ask and risk arousing his displeasure with me any more than I. "I said, "You look even more beautiful than last Christmas." My sister was not used to compliments, however sincere. She blushed, giggled, hugged me, kissed me on the cheek, and said, "Thanks."We spent the four days of my sister's visit showing her the sights of the nearby city, attending Easter services at a cathedral, and visiting the university where I taught. When my sister expressed an interest in the university I said, "If you would like, I will try to get you an internship for this. The women in our familypretty much always fill out to be in the D or DD range by the time we'reseventeen."Cary wondered if his mother was a D or a DD. He said, "Are you wearingan Ooh La La bra now?" Yes, Cary. All my bras and girdles are Ooh La La brand. I don't havebras and girdles in all the different styles that you and the othergirls showed us today. I'm curious about your Busting Out All Over braand girdle that you're wearing now. Do you like it? Is it comfortable?" Yes, Mom. I think it's. Instead, she sat on top of me, one leg between mine. It seemed she was trying to press her vulva against mine. I watched her young face, focused and persistent, trying to make it work.“What is this?” I said.“Shh,” she said, trying to press into me.She was mostly rubbing herself on my upper thigh. That was cute, but I was curious about how she tried to make our “lady bits” touch. I had an idea.Just do it, Jenny, I told myself.I thrust my body up, knocking her over. She yelped and I held her down.