But...”She walked to the couch, dropped her purse and bookbag, and slumped down onto it, her face pale. I closed the front door and followed her. I ...sat down beside her, closer than I would have. Things were different between us. What happened today was special. She was my little sister. I wanted to protect her, love her, make her feel better.I put my arm around her shoulders, pulling her to me. “Well, I’m here for you. Whatever you decide.”Her hands rubbed at her stomach. “You mean. " I put my heels back on my feet. "...and these heels make me feel real sexy." I could tell he liked what he saw, as he reached to touch my leg that was closest to him. I grabbed his hand and slid it across my leg. It felt wonderful, and the nervousness I had been feeling a short time ago was replaced by arousal. He took a deep breath and caressed my legs with both hands. I looked down at his crotch and noticed a nice bulge. I pulled him closer so I could reach for his zipper, and he started to. “I guess you’d have to drive to Rockville, for that.”Waving good-naturedly, Jason watched Ahmed board the elevator to head downstairs. He considered the challenges a foreigner faced in present-day America. His reflection was cut short by the ping of a text message.“We are safely ensconced at your gramps,” the note read. “Your sister undoubtedly plans to celebrate her emancipation tonight, back on campus. Gramps says hello; Grandma ran down to the market for biscuits. She correctly assumes we. I soon fell asleep myself. That morning I woke up to the shower running. Larry awakened before me and had not killed me. I regarded that as a good sign. He exited the bathroom a few minutes later, already dressed, walked across the room and out the door without saying a word to me. He headed upstairs. I jumped in the shower quickly (I have to admit I didn’t wash my lips or brush my teeth) and quickly followed him upstairs. I found him out by the golf cart, loading up his clubs. I.