He opened the door and stepped out into the hallway. "Ready" I said. He nodded and we headed down to the gym in silence.Climbing into the ring, I coul...d tell Matt was beginning to have second thoughts about what we were about to do."I don't really think this is a very good idea, suppose you get hurt; what would mom and dad say?" Mom already knows about this and said it was ok as long as we both promised that whatever happened we would always love each other. After all we are brother and sister.". I mean, what guy minds when a hot seventeen year old rubs her body up against him?“No, I don’t mind. I just don’t want her to ... I don’t know. I can’t really explain what I’m trying to say.”“I think I know what you mean. So here’s what I think you should do. Don’t push her. Let her lead. But don’t be scared of her, either. That would destroy her self-esteem and her confidence. You know where the lines are. Don’t cross them. If she sits on your lap and you get hard, don’t sweat it. She will. No one wants to follow the youngster’s misfortune. In their midst, copulation aspires almost to a form of art. The couple have an intuitive anticipation of every move, every subtle change of angle, every tiny variation of tempo or pressure. One is reminded of two grand masters at the opening of a game of chess, each move eliciting a preordained response. Or of ballet dancers finding a pose with limbs intertwined, holding it in all its graceful excitement, then allowing it to dissolve into. She stared at me continuously till we play. All my cousins are went inside, i slightly turned and looked her, she smiled to me, and i didn’t responded and went inside. It might hurt her.Then in evening we played cricket on upstair , she again smiled on seeing me, but as like before i dont care. It started to blur and black rays capturing sky and we gonna end play. But i hit the ball hardly (really) ,it goes to the opposite side and they all cornered me to took the ball and they went inside. I.