“Is it okay, Rames?” she whispered.“Your tit is perfect,” I breathed back at her and caressed her lips with my tongue again.“I mean ... ever...ything.” There were tears in her eyes and I knew mine were running, too. I kissed her cheek as one escaped and ran toward her nose.“As long as ‘everything’ means you’re gonna make love to me. Yes, honey. It’s so okay.”Saying that sent a shiver down my spine. I’d just asked my best friend—my brother’s lover—to fuck me. I was almost seventeen years old and no. . under a hundred years old, but not by much ... the school had a private beach, there was a grass not exactly an aerodrome, more of a gliderdrome nearby. The summers were hot, fall and spring are beautiful. Winter is ... winter and skiing, skating, rathskellers and sausage. Living was mostly off campus ... tuition was free and the school was one of the few who appreciated her.The campus was still bigger than what a country girl was used to, but Vee could live with a student population of ten. They were both assholes about it if you asked me. With the windows open it wasn’t something I could ignore and just sleep through. I got up to start my day. Only 7:00 am and It already looked like it was going to be a hot day, so I grabbed some embarrassingly short basketball shorts and a Journey t-shirt and headed down to hit the shower. Hopefully, I could do some shopping later today.This seemed like a good morning for breakfast at Bon Appétit. I left Mom a note on the board and headed out. I. Cornelius was at the other end of the room, in the dark, looking out of a second window so he could observe his neighbor without being seen. Marianne bit her lip. Disrobing for her father and Cornelius was one thing but now Cornelius wanted her to... She had begged him not to make her do this, but as usual Cornelius brought out the whip and a few lashings later Marianne was willing to do anything he wanted.She heard the dogs begin to bark, then saw the neighbor's front door open and Tom.