I was so hard from watching that lucky bastard Clint. When Alicia appeared and clearly mounted his cock while he fingered Melody, the sight had caused... my blood to boil. I needed my sister. I wanted Erica on my cock.The last year had been incredible. I had my own sister-slut. I fucked her every chance I got. She loved my cock. I pumped my jizz into all three of her holes. She always protested when we did it at school, but I always convinced her.And now I wanted to convince her to fuck me. She walked over as he stepped out of the cab."Hey Jim," she said, a small hint of shyness in her voice. "How was the shift?" Informational," he said, thinking of the revelations about his mail service. "What are you still doing here? Can't get enough of this place?" Oh... I was just hangin' out," she told him. "I was thinking about going to get a drink or something. You want to go over to the Lexington Club with me? My treat."The Lexington Club was a nearby bar that was favored by off-duty EMTs. She wore bone colored pumps and clutched a vinyl ecru purse to her plaster bosom. Her wig today was that hideous shade of red that no real person ever had.The manager shuddered a bit. Sympathy for a mannequin? He snorted to clear his mind of such a notion so he could get back to doing his job. Watching the boy, that was his job at the moment.Still the boy stood and stared and now the manager noticed something else. The boy, probably not more than 11 or 12, maybe 13, stood with one foot forward. Her eyelashes were spread like twin fans over her golden tanned cheeks. He got up from the bed and walked over to the door. He looked outside and saw that it was dark out now, so he closed the door. He took off his boots and underwear, then turned out the lamp above the table after making sure there were matches on the table and dresser. He slid into bed beside her and pulled the blankets up over their naked bodies. He pulled her close, her back to his belly, kissed her cheek and fell asleep.