Mummy wanted me there for when hearrived on the Saturday. Early afternoon, as he'd stopped off in Parison the way from Perth. So I again finished work... early on the Friday.Even earlier than the last time, as I hadn't been to Mummy's in twowhole weeks. Writing emails isn't quite the same as being with herwearing all by pretty things. Is it? So by 2pm I was on the tube headingsouth-westward towards Wimbledon. All excited on two fronts, spendinganother weekend in pretty girls' clothes. Oh yes, I. I would not need much warm up tonight, if he wanted to get straight to it.I sat up, and looked him in the face, reaching for his belt. My brother let me unhook it and thumb open his jeans, pushing them off.I caressed him through his briefs, and he caught me up in his arms and kissed me until I felt dizzy, and then he gently lay me back on the bed and slid off his underwear before crawling over me. One hand laced with mine again. I drew my legs up to accommodate for his hips, loving the feeling. "Great weekend ahead, eh? Any big plans?" It was a Friday. I told him I was looking forward to taking it easy. Something something about the same thing on his end."So where's home for you?" he said. It wasn't far, just another half-hour or so down the highway. Enough to be far enough from the people I knew but close enough to know my bearings. I was still in my professional-looking clothes, giving off a little "k** playing dress-up" vibe. I noticed his tits were so tight against his shirt that. I had loved you too." I looked at him, my heart pounding and thinking that he really did love me. We walked on again until we came to our houses. No one was home at my house nor at his. I walked to my door and tried to open it. It was locked. "You can stay over at mine until your parents come home." Milton said. I nodded and followed him to his house. Before we went inside though, he pulled me into a kiss. I blinked in surprise and tensed up bit, but as the kiss got deeper, I relaxed a lot. He.