”He kept silent.Me: “Are you turned on by watching me naked?” I asked in shock.He: “I don’t know I can’t help it he said”Me: “Well try... I am your sister.”He threw the bed-sheet on bed and came closer to meHe: “I know but…..”Me: “but! But what?”He: “But you are so hot and sexy and not to mention clean and smooth.”Well I didn’t wanted to hear that but that words of him though felt a little good as all the time I was in his apartment all I thought I did was lose my dignity little by little.Me:. Then she softly growled those magic words that stopped me in my tracks, "Fuck my ass, honey!"I eased from her well-lubricated box as she flipped over underneath me. As she slowly raised her hips off the bed, she again snarled, "Tongue my ass for a while first... and nibble on it too!"Christina was fired up and in rare form. Exhibiting herself seemed to make her more aggressive while still being subservient. But, watching others had her becoming aggressive and bossy, almost dominant. I was. And we exploited that fact by talking to each other more often .She even confessed to me one day that she talked to me more than she talked to her boyfriend. I felt bad about that and I tried to reduce the frequency but I realized that I couldn’t able to talk to her. Soon we became really close and we shared conversations which were supposed to be shared with a trusted partner. But neither me nor she made any move to make our feelings known to each other .One month went by faster than a movie ,. I say ‘paying attention’. I saw her eyes kind of change like she was thinking hard, getting ready to say... “Ben!” I squeaked.She didn’t protest, so ... But you don’t think that’s kinda strange? I mean, there are places...”“Sara and I talked. Sperm banks. You can sort through donors looking for key characteristics, you know, race, eyes, hair color, height...”“And you know exactly all those things about Ben. But Mom ... His Asperger’s...”“Might skip. If it didn’t, well, I’ve dealt with Ben and.