Not that my mother is ugly, she isn't, in fact a couple of my male friends recently commented on how pretty she was for her age which I saw as a bit o...f a bank handed compliment to be honest.I was sat at the dining table revising for my English Lit exam when my mother decided to introduce me to Marcus."Bonnie meet Marcus, Marcus meet Bonnie." She was grinning from ear to ear like the proverbial Cheshire cat that had managed to down a litre of double cream and I didnt blame her not in the. If she tried again, she wouldn’t be disappointed. As though guessing that, she has her fingers fumbling for my belt buckle. I know, the way I am crouched it will be an impossible task.“Would you just stand up, please, Sara?”.”I didn’t want you to stop what you were doing,” she tells me, but she stands, her hands clutching at the edge of her dress.“No, put both hands up above your head.”“Mr Bossy, is it?” But with a lascivious smile of understanding, she raised her arms, and, as her dress fell. Youtube.com/watch?v=4e0VvHZMaTs)"Well, Well, Well, look who finally woke up" said my annoying oldest sister Sarah"Shut up" I snapped back"My my touchy today are we" Said my other older sister RachelLet me tell you something about Sarah and Rachel. Sometimes they can be pretty cool when it's just the three of us. But when their friends are around. They are the biggest bitches on the planet. Rachel is 4 years older then me. red hair, B cup (I'm guessing) 5ft 9in. Sarah is 5 years older then me. It was past midnight of the same night, she and Ashley were in Ashley's room, getting into bed. “So tell me, did you have fun,” Ashley asked as she jumped onto the bed. Both girls were wearing an excited grin. “Oh hell yes. I can't believe I let you talk me into that, but if you ever want to do it again, my answer's yes!” “You going to tell me about it?” “You mean tell you about me and your brother?” Jill asked as she joined Ashley on the top of the bed cover. “Stepbrother, but yeah.” “Okay, I.