Thinking that is just weird man.... Even so...it was hard to get the image of creamy firm breasts out of your head regardless who they belonged to. Su...ddenly Jill, my sister, came into the room and I hastily dropped the bra.My sister is approaching 6 foot, has golden blonde hair with pale skin. She was wearing a pair of blue panties and bra that matched her eyes...it also revealed a lot of her full chest, toned stomach and long muscular legs. She bent over the ironing pile allowing me to see how. Looking down, she was shockedthat it was her own hands browsing her body. She wasfondling herself in front of this geeky nerd guy whothankfully had finally stopped talking.Looking up at the egghead, she noticed that hedefinitely realized what she was doing. Looking aroundthe room, no one else seemed to notice though. Sheforcefully pulled her hands down by her sides. “I’msorry, you were saying?” she tried to get the attentionback on him.“Well, I was just commenting that. ”“What time did you leave here, Prof?” she asked.“Hmm ... I had a late dinner at around 20:00 hours. I came back and worked on the computer. Then left again around 23:00 hours to get some seeds from the storeroom,” he replied, nodding his head.Lee touched her minder, “Helm, Lee here.”“Hi Lee, how can I help you tonight?”“Sung, can you check the log on Professor Dindi’s lab to see who else entered here, since 20:00 hours?”“Hang on. Hmm ... One entry, it was at 23:15 hours. Rodger Bartlett’s ID. Her leg thrown across him with his leg parting her thighs.I’d begun buying white and extenders in quart cans, almost like the house paint we’d used on the wall. The extenders gave the oil a translucency that enhanced the depths of the built-up colors. I was glad I had them. This vision burst on me as we made love. It was irrepressible and when I got to the studio, I’d grabbed a huge canvas to sling onto the easel. Forty inches wide and thirty tall, it was easily the largest canvas I’d ever used.