The hood ornament is a sweet young pixie, probably college age. She's completely naked and singing in a clear beautiful voice and I recognize her. She... sang in a pub or rather a bar that Mickey took me to in Green Bay. Behind her is another woman, also naked. She's larger and her hair style is the classic American mullet. Of course, this totally destroys my fantasy of what was happening as we passed by them earlier, but love is love and I'm happy for them.Chuck has also seen them pass by and his. "Sure I do. I haven't done it in a few years but I was pretty good. I hadsome of my own clothes and I made a pretty good looking girl. All you needis clothes your size and someone to help you." Did mom help you?" No. she never knew." I was back in my own clothes by then. We went to the living room andtalked. I learned a lot during that talk. After supper, which was mostly take out, or frozen foods, he took me tohis room. He opened the door to his closet and put a stool in it. "Watchthis," he. I took her top lip into my mouth, and sucked lightly, as she took my bottom lip into hers.Our tongues soon began to duel. I stretched my tongue out as far as I could reach, into her mouth. As she started to suck it deeper, I pulled it forward, across the roof of her mouth. She squeezed me tightly, with the sensation. Spreading her legs, she wrapped them around mine.Slipping my arms up her back, I undid the strap of her bra. We continued to kiss madly, as I reached under her arms. Tickling her. Even pulling the panty down to bare her ass cheeks.I massaged her back everyday, usually at night. In the night I would dream of my pretty sister and the wonders of her svelte naked body. I was caught between Heaven and Hell. Gia is as beautiful as an angel and my lust was a demon.I was massaging Gia as usual and her back was heaven. She had removed her bra and had her full slip pushed around her waist before I lifted it higher with her bare breasts jutting out. Gia would rest laid on her.