"Never mind." Come on, Gabrielle, get it off your chest," he said.I sighed. "I'm afraid I might have sex... with him, with someone else,while I'm like... this," I said. "It's really sort of tempting in thisbackwards, perverted way--like you were saying how we're having thisexperience most men don't. Part of me wants to take it all the way, Iguess."I stopped. "And then I get worried that feeling this way makes me gay--which I don't have a problem with, it's just not how I identify myself." Funny,". For romancing the second of the Taylor women, I thought I’d change up the pace, and so drove to the next town, where there was a very pleasant, quiet, and intimate Chinese restaurant. The Golden Noodle was well regarded, and rightly so. My reservation placed us toward the rear of the dining room, and away from the kitchen. We were early enough that there was not much of a crowd, and our server was prompt, attentive, and discreet. Britney was a bit nervous about trying the Orange Chicken. We. I took that.M: What’s this?S: Open it and read.Opened the book and found her name.S: Not from the front. Open it from the back side.I did as she instructed.“Will you do sex with me? I thought about it and felt safe with you. I’m so excited. Will you do that with me?” Those words are presented there.I cannot believe my eyes. After reading that twice I looked at my sis. Her eyes are welcoming me. She was blushing. And my tool is already hard.M: Are you sure?For that, she just reacted with. The pressure in me went down perceptibly, then with one more pull from Lad, he slid right out with an unceremonious plop. His feet hit the ground, his dick bounced and bobbled against the inside of my thighs, leaving a couple of messy streaks, and he ambled a few feet away and began rather noisily cleaning himself up.I rocked back to a squatting position and my ass let out a stream of Laddie-juice like a wide open spigot. If I’d put a towel under us, it would have gotten soaked clear.