It was only a spur of the moment action and she could not explain how this idea went into her. She apologized to me if it had hurt me but I told her t...hat she was my perfect teacher and what she taught on that night was very useful for me to get out of my sexual desires and fantasies and I never felt the need to explore any other women, the thing I should have done if she had not done it. I know some of my friends who got into trouble experimenting with the maid servants and relatives. Since she. She definitely was not uncomfortable having Mike there while I wasn't home. As I was staring at Judy I noticed that her robe had separated again displaying her legs not only to me but also to Mike. Then Judy shifted her legs, which didn't allow me to see anything more, but I was sure that from where Mike was sitting he could probably see Judy's panties. After sipping her wine and talking for a while Judy stood up and moved over to where Mike was sitting and took his hand and pulled him to his. Somehow, my sister had decided to forgive me. Most likely, she would never forgive what I did, at least she saved me from a fate worse than death, having your parents find out that their only son had broke into his sisters room and had performed a perverted sexual act on his sibling."Where is everyone mom?" Your dad and sister went to see that new Clint Eastwood movie. I didn't go cause I was worried about you!" I'm sorry Mom, I guess I shoulda called huh?" Shoulda is right Larry! But my boy is. My left side lost and has to do the dishes tonight.”Leslie didn’t laugh even though Brock thought he was hilarious.“Jenny has been in her room crying for the last three hours,” Leslie said. “I’d like for you to come and talk to her.”“No.”“No, what?” Leslie asked.“No, ma’am?” Brock asked.“That’s not what I meant,” she told him. “I meant why not.”Because I don’t give a flying fuck if she feels bad, Brock thought. It was a good thought, he decided.“Because I don’t give a flying fig if she feels.