Did I use some of the time to steal glances at Cindy and the other women's gorgeous bodies? Of course. This was a blissful experience already. And ...it got better.The second part of the session were group "trust building" exercises. We started simply by having the eight of us form a circle and hold hands while we took turns talking about our experience together. Everyone had positive things to say. Everyone was clearly enjoying themselves. Then we got into two groups of four, and did the. We told them we were looking for a one bedroom, that's about all we can afford. They weren't crazy about us sharing a room, but as long as we had our own beds they thought it was OK, after all, we were brother and sister, nothing was going to happen between us.I traded in my clunker of a car and got a ussed small truck with a shell on the back. Dad picked up half the cost as a way to help us, and Steph and I paid the balance. No payment is good. We packed enough clothes and toiletries for a. ”He poked her in the ribs causing her to squeal and squirm, “I don’t have to brag to my friends, their sisters and girlfriends do it for me.”“Ha Ha!,” she laughed out loud, “Man, you got some fucking ego, what the hell are you hiding in your shorts? A magic fucking wand, a hot steel ninja sex sword or something?” She got up and returned to her bed, picked up her guitar and started strumming again. “My brother has a magic wand, he waves it ‘round for women. When they don’t fall over and. We started just kissing and chatting and holding each other but as the chatter died down, we both worked hard to prove our love in the most powerful way known to humankind, sex. Both eager to be in control to prove we weren’t being selfish, the sex was almost a wrestling match, with each taking turns to lead, and then switching around. Each bout resulting in an orgasm for one, or the other, or both, followed by a short rest. What a day; absence as they say … The reunion … Zara As Ffion says,.