Young Melanie Tucker felt as if she must surely faint dead away, or elselose her mind entirely at any moment. Never in her relatively short lifehad sh...e experienced such intensity of emotion, such powerful eroticsensations coupled with an underlying background welling up ofinstinctive guilt. Nevertheless, the erotic instincts of pure animalsexuality were slowly but surely winning out in the young girl, and themewling little cries which came from her throat now would never havebeen mistaken by. Alana had resumed work downtown that day, and when she got home, the beautiful, long blond hair that he so loved was gone! Vanished! All that remained was blond fuzz on the sides and back of her head, and on the top some tresses long enough to comb. “Surprised? Get used to it! You have more surprises coming.” Alana’s whole tone had changed. She was more assertive, dominant even, and she was smiling with a secret that she was keeping from him. Alana had spent most of her days that week at her. That was the normal procedure but that night I had been prepared for sex by his friend Heinz. So I was more than ready. He continoued to argue for his good idea after we have had sex. And I become more and more willing to go for his idea provided that noone else would know about it. So when can we go ahead and get it done. Well he replied, you like to be mother before you reach 30 and you have got only 3 weeks left onboard now this trip, so it must take place now in course of the next 3 weeks. And that thinking about fucking your sister might not be as crazy as it first seemed. I mean there are literally millions of pictures of naked daughters and sisters out there, so there must be at least hundreds of thousands of fathers and brothers who have seen them and wished they could fuck the girl in the picture.Regardless of the logic (or lack of it) in that argument, when I saw Hannah the next day I was all worked up.“I need to talk to you,” I said at breakfast. Mom and Dad were already.