.. it might as well be with my best friend!”Giggles abounded.Brian OK’d it with the proviso, “No googly-eyes with my girl. You understand me, Ch...arles?” he said with a fake punch to my face and a big smile.“Brian,” I asked, “Did you get the green shirt and a coat for the upcoming school dance?”“Got the shirt, but my mom is holding out until I stop growing to buy me a nice coat,” he answered. “I may yet end up taller than you, Charles!”Shirley came up to us and told us it was time to go.“I will. "Did those people come to camp too?" she asked."Yep they sure did. It was getting too hot for them at home," I said.I was standing with Amy on my shoulders when Frank brought over some of the visitors. As they were walking over Amy called out "Pam!" and wanted down. No sooner had I put her down than she ran over to a teenage girl and hugged her."Justin I would like you to meet Dan Smart and his daughter Pamela," Frank said."Nice to meet you all, I can see that the little Angel had the same. It didn’t startle me much. I knew this wasn’t going to last forever. Nothing ever did. It was just a game of chance, with the stakes being a commodity on which I placed little value.The commodity I valued most stridently was freedom. The kind of freedom that money tends to restrict. Money attracts attention, it attracts tax people, it attracts greedy hangers on. It requires responsibility, it must be carried if not put in a bank, and what large amounts of it buys you are things ... and my. She licked all of it up. It felt like I had cum a gallon's worth. "Your come tastes so sweet," she said, as she licked the remaining drops from her fingers, "It's just like honey." I had just fucked my sister and it was mind-blowing. Even better, she loved it too. We soon fell asleep in each other's arms. I awoke the next morning to another incredible blowjob. This time, it was real soft and sweet; she didn't suck it hard like before. She licked and stroked my big cock and when I told her I was.