” She turned and looked at Scotty and surreptitiously winked at him.Scotty tried to appear casually to be examining the almost-finished painting of ...himself, which was leaning against the garret wall. He moved his gaze with stealth meant to appear nonchalant and gazing with some thoroughness at the object of his visit. Sandra was slender and supple and yellow-haired. Her breasts were flat and the nipples small and pink. Her pubic slit was long and puckered and darker than her other skin. Her. “Bah, Leo’s an ass, but I think that is most bosses. So what can you really do?” She asked rhetorically.I waved the women passed, and toward the back door. Dana plopped her briefcase to the ground of the cubby next to the door, and kicked off her flats right next to them. I waited patiently as Carol was polite, placing her shoes next to Dana’s, and walked up the short flight of steps to the kitchen. I closed the door behind us, and leapt up the steps in a single bound, brushing by them as I. For the next few days, my mind kept going back to Lana’s response. It just seemed odd to me. I was just returning from lunch and looked at my phone. I had a message from Lana. I opened it up and it was long. I had forgotten we shared numbers at the reunion. I said, “Wow.” My heart sped up as I opened the message. It was long, very long. She began by saying it was great to see me and to tell me what happened after I left. Throughout the email, she’d comment on the fact she wanted me to go to. She leaned back on me and I put my arm around her shoulder. We sat in silence for a while and sipped our beers. Sitting up, Allie put her empty bottle on the coffee table and finally spoke. ”Terry,” she began, ”Thank you so much for everything. If you can stay, I want to take a shower.””I told you, Sis,” I said as I stood with her, ”I will stay as long as you need me.”We were always close as kids. I've always been protective, may be overly protective of my baby sister. I can't remember how.