” “Does that turn you on?” “Does what turn me on?” “Slutty girls in bars. Picking up slutty girls in bars and fucking them.” It was the ...kind of thing that might have sounded angry, if said in a different tone, but a new note in her voice made it sound very sexy. I got instantly hard as I wondered where the conversation was going, my body was more aware than my mind of where this may be leading. “It turns me on. Yes.” Then, venturing further, I added, “It’s turning me on to hear you talk about. "Persimmon knew that Tanks were generally a very, closed society. Shealso knew that if one family accepted you that the others would too.And here she was being invited to their Habitat Transport.+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++They were a day out from Omega Seven now and Serena, Mordina andLorissa sat in the Commanders office going over the records. Here andthere they would make a notation, recommend an award or scholarship.But most importantly they were making sure that. . well, they're ... I mean..." I stammered."C'mon. Let's go inside and see the show." And she dragged me away and into the theater, still laughing. "Am I big enough for you, Z? I don't have anything like Dolly's size." What? You're great. And no, you don't have boobs that can match Dolly. Who does?" I clearly needed to do some reassurance here. And quickly. "It's like ... when you go to the Grand Canyon. You look at it and just say, 'Wow!' No matter how much 'wow' she may have, I fell in love. I attempted to shift my position so that my hard-on was not resting on her leg but failed to make any progress. When my sister felt me moving she assumed it was because she was lying in an uncomfortable position. She began to climb off of me, but as her hand reached down to push off of the sofa, it brushed against my cock, which was straining against my jeans. She froze. Her head turned to stare at the bulge in my pants. My heart beat faster and I searched my brain for an excuse, but came up.