Ever since I was 15 I knew I had a strong lustful desire for her, each time we go shopping I’d stay behind her as she walked because her butt ha...d a cute jiggle each time she took a step and I’d enjoy that view and think of the unholy things I’d do to this woman, I’d always try to cop a feel of her butt whenever I got the chance and it seemed like either she didn’t care or she was too stupid to notice. My dad worked alot so he was never home and on weekends would be. I introduced myself and we made a little small talk and even shared the smoke. “This is my sister Jo” he said as his sister came out and I immediately wished her a happy birthday and looking at her it was questionable that she was 18, she was just as skinny as her brother and was wearing just a tee shirt and when I got the right angle could see she was wearing only a skimpy pair of red panties, she did look cute but could certainly use a few pounds added.We shared another smoke as we chatted. He was, if insensitive to others, not all that sensitive in the other way. Beat him over the head with a baseball bat, and he could take the hint. He’d changed his behavior in the past, and she was the sort of person who could change his behavior in the future.His social insensitivity was less bearable. She’d never heard him say a word against Blacks or Jews, but he’d sounded off lots about the poor. And his having swallowed neoclassical economics hook, line, and sinker was unbearable. Maybe. .." said Cathy slowly, walking around the room slowly, her eyes taking everything in. "Interesting outfit that one..."Helen nodded."Pony girl?" guessed Cathy.Helen nodded again, suddenly aware of how she was sitting with her legs spreadeagled, exposing herself. Giving a little chirp of embarrassment she snapped her knees together."Oh, don't mind me..." smiled Cathy. "I was enjoying the view. Perhaps I could provide some assistance?"Helen's eyes opened in amazement."You mean you don't mind?".