We decided to play call of duty and drink until late at night. Now my mate had a sister that was around 18/19 years old at the time and she was about ...5,11' or so, brunette with shoulder length hair, with a slim build and nice quite big tits! So me and my friend are now beyond tipsy and are being quite loud on CoD (given the time of about 1:30am!) and his sister comes down the stairs wearing a skimpy nighty, with an un-done pink dressing gown on. I am stunned by how sexy she looks! But all she. I should have pulled up, seeing her near, but I did not. We collided and I knocked her to the ground. “Oh my God, I am so sorry,” I muttered. I helped her up and she answered. “I’m ok, I should have seen you there.” In perfect English!But she really wasn’t ok. She had a bruise on her shoulder from where she hit the ground. When the game ended, I was quick to approach her again with new apologies. And an insistence that she let me buy her a drink to make up for my carelessness. She. There was a natural slab of dark wood that served as a table and desk, and a concrete floor, but everything else was stark white, with the exception of a row of galvanized-metal, narrow buckets lining the wall filled with colorful flowers. ‘That’s what I was going for. Sleek and sophisticated. Anyway, I had a little money from an inheritance, but my grandmother said she wanted an investment and she is my silent partner. Although she often forgets the silent part,’ Tracy laughed. ‘So,’ Alicia. I hope not. Back in my room, I sort through some magazines, not porn, I brought with me for some reading and lay them on the bedside table. I grab the small back pack and kneel on the floor to store it under the bed. I lift the bed’s cover which reaches the floor and then some, and push the back pack under the bed. There’s a box already under the bed. I cannot tell its colour in the darkness under the bed, so I drag it out. Its just a cardboard shoe box. I wonder if I should life the lid off.