There are some things you just can't give me and that's OK. That doesn't make you a bad person." She grabbed my hand and pulled it to her cheek. "Ther...e's never going to be anyone to take the place of my big brother."She got up from the table."I've got to go. Thanks, Jill. I'll keep what you said in mind. And Jack? Thanks for accepting me and not embarrassing me."I felt kind of weird hearing that from my sister, but she was right. My first tendency when I overheard her conversation had been to. Introductions were made, to friends and friends of friends. I couldn't keep track of them all, but it didn't matter. There were lots of women, and all beautiful. It must have been a law in California, at least on the beaches. I wasn't sure one-piece suits were allowed, either. Every woman I saw was in some sort of two-piece, usually a bikini. I did not complain. Once everyone had some fuel in their system, all attention went to the water. Some people wanted to swim, but most of us wanted to. I knelt and straddled her legs, the target was clearly sighted and open, ready, glistening. Even though she still had her feet only about a foot apart and my knees were on the outside of her thighs, the opening at that angle was an easy mark. I placed my hands on each side of her waist and moved my hips forward. I leaned over a tad and the tip made contact with the cavity that it sought. I pushed and with some small adjustments on both our parts it dipped in. It slipped in and slid deeper.. She was so adorable lying on her side, holding on to her favorite teddy bear, watching the movie First Knight on TBS. Her hair was in a pony tail, she was curled in a semi-circle. She was not wearing any makeup as we had decided to just have a lazy Saturday. I had just gotten out of the shower, freshly shaven I threw on some lounge pants and a comfy t-shirt and was set to go downstairs to watch some college football. But when I saw her lying there, I just stopped and stared at her. She was just.