It’s good to meet you. I have heard tales about your family for years, it’s good to meet one at last.’ ‘I understand that some of my supposed ...forbears were rather colourful. However I am a descendant of one who didn’t have Chandler blood.’ ‘Yes. Bella mentioned that. She said your great grandfather was a Robert. I am not sure of where his connection came.’ Bella came in with a tray. ‘Coffee!’ She called. ‘You have no need to shout, Annabel. It’s my legs that don’t work, not my ears.’ ‘I am. It was like I would die if I didn’t have him inside me right away. He drove us to his house and as soon as we got inside we were making out furiously. Five minutes later he had my clothes off and carried me to his bed. He took off his clothes and kissed me, you know, like all over. Then he got on top of me and I begged him to do it. He just pushed in and it was a bit uncomfortable, but then, oh my God, Mikey!”My head was spinning a bit, and my stomach turning, because I was seeing my sister as. Sure she is my sister and all that stuff about the incest taboo just made me want her more. The forbidden fruit syndrome is as old as mankind itself and is in effect full force in my mind.Tracy was kind of touchy feely with me but I didn't think much of it beyond normal sibling interaction. She would touch my arm to emphasize a point we were discussing. Sometimes when she got excited about something I did for her she would give me a hug pressing those glorious breasts against my chest giving me. Jose sent his manservant to pick me up and bring me to his hi rise. By prearrangement, I wore the uniform. White, short sleeve blouse, red school skirt, white bra and panties, white socks and sneakers. For effect, I brought along a couple of schoolbooks. It's a nice touch and adds to the believable innocence factor.When we arrived I was escorted to Jose's 37th floor penthouse. Kiss, kiss. He introduced me to his friend, who I was told was called Uncle. Yeah right. He, he, he.I looked around and.