She is my sister and that's that!Half an hour later, I was lying in the darkness still trying to talk myself into going to her room. After all, she ha...d accepted me last night, why should tonight be any different? Because tonight you would know that it is your sister that you are making love to, that voice in my head chimed.The door to my room creaked open and I saw a small dark shape slip inside."Jack?" she whispered. "Are you still awake?" Yeah."The edge of my bed dipped as she sat on it, "Can. ‘Please, Rebekka, please!’ I cried, half begging her, but had to accept her promise: ‘Later. Trust me,’ followed by my next thrilling instruction: ‘Undress me, Julia.’ In my enforced darkness I had to try to remember what she had been wearing. I reached forward and she guided my hands to the first button on the front of her designer jacket. I undid 7 in all before she allowed me to slip it off her shoulders. Fumbling my shaking hands over her tight fitted top, Rebekka made encouraging noises to. Turning on the tap, she let the steam fill up the bathroom as she disrobed. Testing the water with her foot; Cherry slowly sank into the tub with an audible sigh. Leaning her head back against the tub, she took a drink from the bottle and closed her eyes. Opening her eyes; she started soaping her body paying special attention to her breasts and shaved mound. Then she rinsed her body of soap. When she was nice and clean; she put a leg on either side of tub and moved her hand down to her mound.. The next day, as Mark was dressing for school, Catherine strode into his room, not bothering to knock. "Good morning, dearie." Before he knew what was happening, Catherine had sprayed him with a cloud of strong perfume."Catherine! What are you doing?" Mark sputtered. "That stuff reeks!" I just thought you’d enjoy trying my new perfume that I got in Paris. Isn’t it just yummy? It’s Chanel, and since I know how much you adore their clothes, I thought you’d love their scent." Catherine, are you.