When I said they were perfect, I was no way shape or form bullshitting her. They were perfect, I thought I'd never ever see a better rack right in fro...nt of me like that. So I just took a minute to let it all sink in. She saw me eyeballing her boobs and normally she'd probably slap someone for starring like that, but in this case, I think she'd slap me if I didn't stare.“So you like what I've been mostly hiding under my shirts?” Gillian asked.“Yes, I like them a lot Gillian, these are like works. I finally got the nerve and got a private room and the guy handed me a towel several condoms and pushed a bottle of poppers. I had used some once that a friend had. He was gay, but I was not and we never had sex. I have to admit I liked the feeling that it gave me snorting it. I never sniffed glue, but I guess it gave you a similar high without the ill effects of the glue. I would on a few occasions just go over to my gay friend’s apartment and just snort poppers with him. I watched him jack. "Anyway, to cut a long story short," she continued, "after I'd made a number of unsuccessful calls to modeling agencies, it suddenly hit me that you would be the perfect person to model our clothes for Mary, particularly as it was going to have to be an evening assignment, which is something most professional models avoid as often as possible" Me!" I almost squealed, "But I've never done any modeling, oh I'd ruin your chances, oh I couldn't!"She smiled warmly and reached across and lightly. Finally I pulled back."Melinda, are you sure about this? I mean, you're my sister, and we've never been particularly close before." No, we weren't, and I'm beginning to sense what I've been missing. I've never known anyone like you before, Alex. You don't have the whole 'bad boy' attraction going for you, but you manage to exemplify everything I've always wanted in a man. I just want a chance to experience what a genuine, sexy, caring man is like. I've always heard men like you existed, but my.