"We've got to find your parents," Ian said. They were holding hands. There was a chill in the air but both bought coats as soon as the train arrived i...n London."There's Mrs. Piper," Carol broke free of his grip and ran to the old woman. "Hi, Mrs. Piper, do you remember me?"The woman looked the young lady up and down, then a spark of recognition hit her eyes. "Carol? Is that you? You are so grown up, dearie." Where's Mum?" Oh, dearie. I hate to be the one to tell you but your mother's been dead. When her orgasm released her, she collapsed onto him, his arms around her neck, Bobbi’s arms around her body. She lay quietly, being stroked and loved, both her lovers whispering love into her ears, kissing her. She felt complete. She felt she was exactly where she needed to be.She recovered, still lying on Jake’s chest, his hands combined with Bobbi’s still stroking her softly. She didn’t want to move, not budge from where she was. But, there were things she wanted to know. She only turned her. And when we were both almost completely dressed, my body said ‘one more time,’ so I tore off my clothes and then tore off her clothes, and climbed on for another go round. And we were both having fun, and our parts were meshing as before, when she reached over her head, pulled a razor sharp commando knife from a sheath she had hidden at the head of her mattress, and held it so the point was just above my right kidney. ‘What are you going to do now?’ She asked, with a wry grin and taunting eyes.. She knew more about me than my parents or closest friends did, especially if it involved my ‘willy’.She loved my ‘willy’ and I loved my little sister!As kids we got on so well together. There was never any fighting. We just seemed to be real buddies which was unusual in an innocent brother and sister relationship. Even our parents’ friends openly marvelled at our unusual behaviour. We just seemed to do everything together and enjoyed each others company. Like most small children we also bathed.