There stood a thin man about 6 ft tall, clean shaven and no more than 35 yrs old, holding a 6 pack of beer. I extended my hand with my bright red long... fingernails and said, “Lisa”. He took my hand and said his name was Robert. I asked him in and then asked for a beer. I popped the top and took a good swig and then sat on the edge of the bed, crossed my legs, showing my lace stocking tops and my bare thigh. He sat in the chair beside the bed and there was awkward silence. I could tell this was. But before I go into that let me introduce me and my little sister. My name is Keith and I'm 17 years. I'm very fit at 5'11 and about 160 pounds. I have jet black hair with deep blue eyes. My sisters name is Breanna and she is 16 years old. She like my mom has long strawberry blond hair and blue eyes. She's very sexy with 34C cup breasts and a nice heart shaped bubble butt. I've noticed lately that my little sister has been wearing skimpy and very sexy clothes around me at the house. She's been. This time i knew what i was thinking and wanted to know what she was thinking. So when she kept the glass back i puller by her shoulders and planted a kiss on her lips.This was like a glass shattering moment. Sme volcano should have erupted after it. Her face was red. It was not a blush, it was anger. She slapped me really hard. She asked me to get out. I felt like somebody had just chopped of my balls. She did not say anything apart from that and i couldnt dare to either. When i got home i did. "Jack," I interrupted, "please call me Jack."She smiled, showing some gold caps on her teeth. "And I'm Charlotte. Jack, I just want to thank you for taking such good care of little Stacie. You're good people. Most rich folks wouldn't have anything to do with a kid from the Park." Charlotte, as you know, Stacie isn't just any kid. She's special." Yes," she said, "she is. She's very special."I asked Charlotte a few questions about herself. Gradually, the picture of her life emerged. Her husband.