Also, many grown siblings held the same secret desires for their sisters or brothers. These people were often guilt-ridden, haunted by ancient superst...itions and outdated societal restrictions regarding incest. But, sometimes, their desires were repressed in the subconscious. It was my hope in writing this book that I could help these people, as well as new families, to enrich their lives sexually and emotionally, and to rid them of such needless guilt.I was very fortunate. I had been steeped in. And it involved our accounts clerk Min Young-ju.She worked for us for about 2 months before I realized that Min was her family name and Young-ju was her given name. But even though I didn't know her name I did notice that she was a sexy little thing. Apparently she was an immigrant to the US and although she could speak English pretty well, she didn't know much about our country.Anyway, I guess she made a rather substantial mistake at the bank one day and Cheryl balled her out. Young-ju cried. I could tell she was getting very turned on. She lowered her head, her long brown hair hiding her face. I pulled her hair back and she settled back across my body. She turned to tell me something and I pressed my lips to hers. Our tongues quickly darted in and out of each other’s oral cavities. She was on fire. She reached between her legs and pressed my erection in towards herself.Suddenly and without warning, my legs quivered. I lost all control. My first rope of semen shot out of my cock,. “Danielle, I promise you it’s none of those things. You’re my niece, for heavens sake. Your mom would kill me, bring me back to life and kill me again!”“That’s bullshit,” Daniele spat, anger taking over. “You fucked mom for two years before she married dad. I’m just too much of a baaaaay-bee.”I could have denied her claim about sleeping with my sister but it was true. I just had no idea Danielle knew. I thought Mary, Nancy and I were the sole conspirators to the act. Danielle certainly should.