How old are you then?”“17. My dad made me come.”“I see. Who is your dad?”“Jack Davis.”This was excellent news. I knew her dad and could ...find plenty of reasons to associate with him. He would kill to have my sponsorship.“I see. Well my name is Richard Johnson.”“Grace Davis. Nice to meet you.”“What school do you go to Grace?”“Crawford prep.”“Oh do you board there or do days?”“I board. Its two hours away. I come home on weekends usually.”I studied her face. She was genuinely pretty underneath all. “I get the coffee and then we should go somewhere more private. I have a,” he paused, “ delicate but interesting offer.”Dumbfounded I just nodded. Thoughts were racing through my head but outwardly I stayed calm. Show no emotions, no weakness, watch your back.What kind of offer? How did he know my name?I followed him inside. He ordered two coffees and some rolls as well. As soon as the clerk put the cups on the counter I took mine and went over to the little table to get milk and sugar. My hand. “Phew!” Claire exclaimed. “Intense” I added. “Do you want to watch more?” I asked, as Claire looked a little at ease. “Maybe tomorrow” She said. “OK” I stated. “I gotta’ go now.” Claire said and left quickly. I knew we had crossed the rubicon. It was all I could do to take my penis out of my pants before I came. Shooting cum on my floor. I had never been so sexually excited before. I knew we were at a crossroad. How could our brother sister relationship continue as before? I waited with. She lay back and moaned with pleasure as she sank to her chin and let her long legs float up. “So far so very good,” she thought to herself with a smile. She closed her eyes and relaxed and had almost drifted off when she felt a draft of cool air and opened her eyes to find not one, but two beautiful Asian women slipping out of their long white robes. Both were slim and small breasted with thick stiff, prominent nipples, partially hidden by waves of long black hair, their skin was bronze,.