She just barely acknowledged me as I walked out, grinning.I thought about it for a while, and one Tuesday I took my bike out for a ride, the Bible in ...one of the saddlebags. I rode for awhile, enjoying the day, before stopping at a park and finding a picnic table in the shade. Not knowing what I was looking for, I started reading the birth, deaths, the names of the spouse they married, the children they’d brought into the world, their record of spouse and children right up to Mom’s. It could be worse, I had to survive my fifth year alive bottle-necked by 50%. I managed to survive, and not stand out as I did it. I got very sneaky and I managed to locate all the cameras and avoid the ones I needed to as an unnoticed blur at the bottom of the camera frame. I was able to glean enough extra calories to make the assemble every day and I was very glad to finally receive a probationary 25% bottleneck for the next six months. Unfortunately I received a permanent mark for surviving,. She looked back to my face then fell back to a pillow as a small smile of approval eased into corners of her mouth. I stretched out on my side next to Jane and propped up on an elbow then checked her from feet to hair. My baby sister is about 5’3 and shaped like a Huge Hefner model. Some times I got itchy fingers when she wore short skirts, or tight pants and blouses. Her curves and form are very appealing and more than once she’s made my balls twitch. As I looked at her tits straining against. Getting into the story, She asked me to help her with programming. When she asked me to help her, I wanted to see her in a dress other than the college uniform. I told her, I was busy with the college project, maybe she could stay in college for the weekend so that we can have all the time to teach and I could concentrate on teaching her more rather than the other works.She accepted that and she said that she’d stay in the hostel this weekend and come to class that weekend. As everyone wouldn’t.