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Katie and Me (long)My name is Kevin Randle. Moving back home after severalyears was tough. I had set up a decent office job afterI’d gotten out of college and had what I thought was apretty happy life. I had money in the bank, a nice car,a decent condo and a girlfriend I thought I was madlyin love with. It’s funny how things change.I just recently broke up with my girlfriend, Sarah.She’d be cheating on me with her personal trainer andhad been doing so for almost six months. We’d only beentogether for a year and she was cheating on me for halfof that time.I was suspicious of her activities for most of thosesix months. Unbeknownst to me, all my suspicions hadbeen right. The late night cell phone calls for Sarah,the girls’ night outs that she supposedly had with herfriends, the change in attitude and behavior. It didn’ttake a genius to figure out something was going on. Ihappened to go by her parents’ house one day when theywere away when I couldn’t get a hold of Sarah on herphone. She had told me she was going to the gym but Isaw her car outside her parents’ house along with a carI had recognized as her trainer’s. I knew what wasgoing on inside and didn’t bother to push the matterany further.I went back to our place and packed up as much of mybelongings I could fit in my Suburban and decided tocall my parents to see if I could come home for awhileto figure out what I was going to do over the next fewmonths to get back on my feet. They were ecstatic. Theywere out of the country on an extended vacation and hadleft my younger sister, Katie, at home where she’d beenfor the last two months.They actually gave a nineteen year old girl access to ajoint checking account with them and gave her a monthlyallowance to live off of. My parents were well offfinancially so that really wasn’t a big surprise, norwas it a surprise they trusted Katie so much. I knewher all my life and she was as trustworthy as a personcould get. You could leave a truck full of money parkedoutside the house and if Katie were to find it, she’dcall the police instead of pocketing the loot.My parents thought it would be great that I could comehome to give Katie some company as well as keep an eyeon her and make sure she was safe. I agreed toaccommodate them as they wholeheartedly agreed to letme come back home and stay as long as I wanted. In themiddle of packing my stuff away, Sarah happened to comeback home, sans her walking penis, AKA her trainer. Iguess he was all fucked out and decided to go home.Sarah was, obviously, stunned by what she found. Sheran up to me as I was tossing in a suitcase, my caralready almost full, and hysterically asked for anexplanation. Surprisingly, I was completely calm. Isimply told her that I knew what was happening and thatit was alright. I knew she didn’t need it by now, sinceher affair had been going on for many months, but Igave her my blessing.By now she was in tears and begged me not to leave, butI could practically smell the sex on her, even if she’dprobably showered thoroughly after her recent session,which couldn’t have been longer than a few hours ago. Icouldn’t let that pass and had to stay adamant andstrong. I kept packing the car, looking for the lastbits of things I had yet to pack.As I went back into the house, Sarah tailed me closely,still crying and desperately trying to keep me fromleaving. Still calm as the wind, I just put my hand onher cheek and told her that we’d be alright and that Ihope she’d be happy from then on. My heart sank when Isaid those words but I knew they had to be said. Bynow, I’m sure she was thinking back to every time shehad been fucked by her trainer, every time she’dknowingly deceived me and kept her secrets, and how allthose secrets were now coming to the surface and thatshe couldn’t hide from them.Sarah hadn’t a clue where my parents’ house was, whichwas about 150 miles from our condo. I had alreadychanged my cell phone number and given it only to myclosest friends I’d made in town in the two years I’dlived there. I knew that once I left, she wouldn’t beable to contact me. She still begged and pleaded but Iknew the ultimate truth: I’d found a pregnancy testthat she’d cleverly buried deep in the trash. It waspositive.I knew that I wasn’t the result of that positivebecause we’d only had sex maybe twice in the last fewmonths and I’d worn a condom both times and she’d hadher period after the last time we had sex, so she hadto have had sex with her trainer after her last periodand didn’t bother to make the guy wear protection.Either that or she fucked someone else I don’t knowabout without protection. It wasn’t my problem, though,thankfully and was completely guilt-free.I told her that I knew she was pregnant and that madeher freeze up immediately. Her eyes became sharp andfocused, her breathing stopped, her trembling andcrying halted. She just stared at me, knowing shewouldn’t be able to talk her way out of it. I placed myhand on her face again and wished her luck with thefather and hoped that the baby would be healthy.Tears were streaming down her face as she looked down,sinking in shame. I still loved her but her crimesagainst me were unforgivable. I had to stay the courseand sever ties between us.My car fully packed and almost nothing left behind,anything of importance anyways. I turned away fromSarah for the last time and got into my car and droveaway. As I drove away, I glanced at my rearview mirrorand saw her standing in the driveway, face still aimedat the ground. I could tell already she was increasingin weight from the c***d that was growing inside her,the c***d that wasn’t mine.I have to admit that I cried on the way home. Thenearly three-hour drive was arduous emotionally. Ispent the whole time thinking of the year I’d spentwith Sarah. All of the good times and bad, all of thetimes we’d made love, and argued, then made up bymaking love. All the movies we watched together, allthe meals we shared, the conversations. It was allover.Then I realized that about half of the memories I’d hadof us were during the time she had spent a good time oftime on her back, another man pleasuring her andeventually filling her womb with his c***d. All thememories I’d ever shared with Sarah were tainted and nolonger contained any sentiment. It would take time, butI knew that emotionally, I could be free of her.On the way home, I also thought of mom and dad, and ofKatie and how they were going to be as big a part of mylife as they were before I left home for college. Myparents, who were retired, had done well in the stockmarket and, because of this, traveled. They traveled alot. It was pretty pointless that they even owned ahouse. The vacation rentals they stayed at when theywere away were more permanent than the house that justseemed to serve as their ‘rest home’ or ‘temporarytransition zone’ before jetting off to a new adventure.Coming back home at twenty-two could be something to beashamed of, but I didn’t feel ashamed. Everyone facessituations beyond their control and sometimes need helpand I was no different. Thankfully, my parents werepainfully and eternally generous people and wouldalways be willing to open their doors again, even ifthey had to open them from many thousands of milesaway, to their son.I’d felt a bit guilty at asking for help, but then Irealized how well off my parents were and how littleuse they were getting out of the house and how muchtheir state of financial security allowed them toencourage me to come home again. This helped the folkstwo-fold. Firstly, it made them feel better that theirson was safe and sound, and secondly it made itconvenient that someone, namely me, could now be aroundmore to keep an eye on my sister, Katie.It was weird because Katie and I were brother andsister, had the same parents, were both half Asian/halfCaucasian, but we didn’t really look alike. If you hadto pick us out of a crowd, you’d never think we wererelated. My hair was naturally light brown, my skin abit naturally tanned, and I kind of looked like a mixof mom and dad, facial feature-wise, whereas Katie hadlighter skin, much darker hair and didn’t really looklike mom or dad.She looked considerably more Asian than I did. Her eyeswere darker, whereas mine were like my hair, lightbrown, even though we were of the same ethnic makeup.She could probably pass as full-blooded to someone whodidn’t know her. To sum her up physically, if actressRachel Leigh Cook gained about ten pounds and wasAsian, she’d be Katie. She was super cute.We were always pretty close growing up. Strangely, wenever were really at odds for any extended period oftime. It was actually kind of boring because we neverfought. We were always congenial and comfortable aroundeach other. She never really got on my nerves and I canonly assume I never got on hers. She was always in acheerful, yet reserved mood around me. Pleasant,upbeat, yet not overly enthusiastic, possibly even shy.It always seemed like when she was force a smile, sheactually wanted to smile, but was shy to let on thatshe wanted to smile. It was sometimes strange tobehold, albeit cute and adorable.Katie was a bit of a homebody. She had friends andtalked on the phone occasionally but she was so farfrom the atypical teenaged girl. You’d never catch herrolling around on her bed, chewing loudly on gum whileyakking nonsensically on the phone about unimportantbullshit with some equally typical teenaged girl aboutwhat boys they thought were cute.She was usually pretty quiet and kept to herself butwhen she did speak up, she was always soft-spoken, kindand sincere and as if she was generally interested ineverything you had to say. It was quite refreshing totalk to someone who made you feel like you existed. Ithink that’s why I always got along with Katie. She washard not to get along with.Strangely, even though she was quite cute, she neverseemed to bring a lot of attention out of other men.Just on looks alone, she could definitely be the kindof girl that got guys looking but she never seemedinterested in that kind of attention. She was a bitshorter than me, around 5’2¨ and was a bit shapely, shehad a few extra pounds of baby fat on her, but thatsort of added to her personality of not being overtlyprovocative. She was like a shadow, blending in withher background, never drawing attention to herself.In public she was always quiet, reserved and neverdressed provocatively. She was a jeans and t-shirt kindof girl and it was equally nice to know that on top ofbeing genuinely sweet, she wasn’t a whore, likemillions of other girls her age. I had respect for herand cared for her not just as her brother, but as ahuman being.Secretly though, I always had this strange thought thatwould float into my mind that I would question later,then feel guilty about the honestly inquisitive natureof the question, which was thinking of how ‘hot’ shecould look if she wore some short shorts and a smalltop, along with some makeup. Then the voice in my headwould do a double take, be aghast at the thought, slapitself, slap me, and pull my mind out of the strangehaze that was the state of mind where I wouldpontificate about such things.I don’t think it was a thought of sexual curiosity; itwas more about me being puzzled how a girl that wasreally a diamond in the rough hadn’t caught theattention of bunches of guys who would fight for heraffections. She was really almost too good to be true,and then I realized how glad I was to be her brotherand to have her in my life.When I pulled up to the house, it looked the same wayit did the last time I visited. I went up and rung thedoorbell, Katie opened the door. I was greeted by thatcute smile and a big, firm hug. She looked like she’djust got out of bed, wearing pajama pants and atanktop, but was still unbearably cute. She helped meunload my car and after several hours of unpacking, Isettled in.***After a few days, the pain of my separation from Sarahhad really settled in. I was pretty much drowning indepression. I didn’t want to feel that way but Icouldn’t help it. Even through all of the things she’dmade me endure, the loss of our relationship waspainful. I found myself moping around the houseconstantly. I ate little, slept less and spent most ofmy time lying in bed.I think Katie noticed it because I was less social thanusual. I don’t know if she expected me to be all smilesand bouncing-off-the-walls-playful with her when I cameback but I was hardly cheerful. I tried to be, but itwas hard. I couldn’t mask the pain as much as I wantedto, so I figured if I couldn’t mask the pain fully, Iwouldn’t bother trying at all.Shy as she was, Katie couldn’t bear to confront meabout it. She would walk past my door sometimes andpeek in at me, but timidly keep walking withoututtering a word. Or she’d be in the kitchen gettingsomething to eat and I’d be at the kitchen tablenibbling on a sandwich, my mind focused on thoughts ofSarah and she’d walk by and sneak a peek at my face,but she could tell my body was present but my mind waselsewhere.I glanced up at her just quickly enough to gauge thatshe was concerned, but didn’t make any effort to makeit clear that I was emotionally distraught. I’d simplyglance up, not flashing a fake smile or any discernibleemotion and would return to pecking at my meal. Sheusually seemed disappointed in my lack of initiativeand would turn her eyes to the ground as she made herway past me and into her room.Finally, one morning, I was sitting at the breakfasttable eating cereal when Katie shuffled over in herslightly-too-long PJs and sat down across from me witha bowl of cereal of her own. I smiled politely at herin an artificially genuine way and she smiled back,hers was one of concern and warmth.“So, did you sleep well?” she asked softly.I felt like my body was creaking, my joints tight andtense from my growingly depressed state that I wasafraid to move, afraid that Katie would hear my muscleswrench and would be alerted to my shoddy physicalcondition. I shrugged my shoulders slightly and triedmy hardest to answer without my voice cracking. “Islept ok. You?”“I slept good.” She answered awkwardly, tucking a tuftof hair behind her ear while slouching over her bowl ofcereal.Several minutes slowly rolled by when Katie abruptlyspoke again, breaching the dead silence. “So, what’sbeen up your butt since you came home?”I looked up at her, knowing my cover had been blown. Itwas no use to try and dance around the issue or play itout as if she’d never make the initiative to coax thetruth out of me, because she had. “What do you mean?”She still came off as harmless, never making a suddenmovement as she prodded me, still hovering over herbowl of cereal, her eyes alternating from the table, tomine. Even though I should’ve felt nervous, I didn’t.She was too innocent to make my privacy feelthreatened.“You know what I mean.” She said.“I don’t, really.”She seemed to struggle with pushing forward in herattempt to draw the truth from me. She wasn’t used tobeing assertive and it showed. She made a face like shewas trying to figure out some deeply complexmathematical equation. “Well, you’ve been pretty muchmoping around the house ever since you got here. Youhaven’t gone out or even talked to me much. I’m justworried for you, that’s all.”I thought it was such a sweet gesture. I felt ashamedthat I couldn’t trust her enough with my feelings totell her before. I looked down, searching for a way toease her an answer. “I don’t know, just been thinkingabout a lot, that’s all. Just had a lot on my mind.”She seemed only partially content by my vagueness. Shewasn’t completely satisfied but didn’t seem to want topush the issue either. She didn’t want to tread onground I wasn’t comfortable with. I saw the lack oftotal contentment on her face and knew I couldn’t leaveit at that. I hoped she’d find the courage to feed hercuriosity.“I know I’m not a relationship expert, but ifsomething’s wrong, you can talk to me about it. I amyour sister.” She said.“I didn’t want to come here and bother you with all myproblems.”“Hey…” she said. “…I just don’t want you to keepeverything inside. You can talk to me.”It felt nice to know that someone cared about me.Actually cared about how I felt. “Just had someproblems with Sarah…”“Oh…” she said softly, fearing she’d forced me toconfront something I wasn’t strong enough for.I drummed up the courage to tell her. “Umm, we kind ofbroke up. Well, I broke up with her…”Katie looked at me with eyes so calming that I felt athome where nothing could hurt me, regardless of howpainful the memories were. “…I found out she’d beencheating on me. She got pregnant too. She didn’t know Iknew. So I left.”She looked almost as anguished as I was. “I’m sosorry.”“It’s okay. Time heals all wounds, right?”She smiled and I realized how fortunate I was to haveher in my life.I spent the next few days dragging through the house,sluggish and anemic. I’d go from the kitchen to thebedroom, spending most of my day lying nearly comatosein bed, watching lackadaisical as infomercial afterinfomercial plugged along. I never cracked a smile orshowed any evidence of consciousness, save for my openeyes.I noticed Katie walking by my door every few hours andpeeking in, but she never made the initiative to enter.Part of me felt guilty that I wasn’t more hospitableand brotherly, but the rest of me was too emotionallyand physically sapped to put forth the effort toapologize or invite her in.I was usually glad when I’d notice her shadow stopmomentarily at my door and then move away because Ididn’t have to face up to the questions she’dundoubtedly ask. Questions about Sarah, about what Iwas going to do next, about when I was going to snapout of my stupor. I just didn’t feel like doinganything but soaking in my misery. I wasn’t in the moodfor any human interaction.It was a cool Wednesday night and I was settled in myusual place: lying lazily on my bed, wrapped inblankets and staring listlessly at the television.Peripherally, I noticed Katie once more orbit past mydoor, checking in on me, no doubt, but this time,instead of leaving after a few moments, she wanderedin.I laid there, giving no reaction to her having entered.Without moving my head, I scanned my eyes over at herand found her standing there, inconspicuously watchingmy TV. After about a minute, though, she walked pastthe TV to the side of the bed my head was and satIndian-style on the floor. She looked up at me andnoticed my eyes were open. She seemed surprised.“Oh, I didn’t know you were awake. I thought I’d comein here and check in on you. I hope I didn’t wake youup.” She said.“No, you didn’t. I’ve been awake for awhile.”“Every time I’ve walked by your room, you’ve been inthe same position. You’ve been laying like that sinceyou woke up?” she chuckled.“Yeah.” I said lazily, no emotion on my face, eyesstill trained on the TV.Katie seemed to think for a few seconds, thoughtsstirring in her head. “Do you want me to leave?”“It’s ok, you can stay.” My voice sounded like I wasill, but I wasn’t physically ill, but my emotionalfatigue had shown and Katie realized it.“Is… is it ok if I sit here?” she asked hesitantly.For the first time in hours, I lifted my head and,feeling the muscles stretch and creak inside my body, Ilooked over my shoulder seeing the other side of thebed vacant, so I slid over to the vacant end. “You cansit on the bed if you want, since I don’t have anychairs in here.”Her eyes seemed to light up as she slowly stood andcarefully sat on the bed. “Ok, thanks. I’ll try not tocrowd you.”“I don’t see how you could. You couldn’t weight morethan, what, 100?” I asked, my voice still stuffy andmuffled, my eyes blank and humorless.She smiled nervously as she sat there, almost blushing,her legs pulled up to her chest. “Hmm, actually, Ithink I weight closer to 112 or 115.”For the first time, I actually forgot about Sarah. Myeyebrows rose. I didn’t think she weighed that much,which really wasn’t much at all. “Really?”“Yeah, why?” she asked, tucking strands of hair behindher ear.“I don’t know. You look like you weigh less than that.”“Ohh, ok.” She said with a perky smile, seeminglyflattered.After about fifteen minutes of silence, she spoke up.“Have you been feeling ok?”It took me a few seconds to respond. “I’ve been ok, Iguess.”“You just haven’t seemed yourself lately. I knoweverything that happened with… what’s her name, butI’ve just been worried is all.”“Thanks. I think I’ll be ok.”“Is it ok if I visit you from time to time? Or do youwant to be left alone?”“Umm, no, you can stay if you want.” I said.Over the next week, Katie became a constant tenant inmy room. After the first few days, she didn’t bother toask if she could come in and stay with me, and I didn’tcare that she didn’t ask. For the first time in awhile,I actually enjoyed the company.Katie didn’t pressure me with questions, or prodded meto open up with my emotions. She just kept me company,showed me that someone truly cared for me, and let medeal with my internal conflicts in my own way. Shemerely was there for me in case I wanted to open up. Tome, she was like a safety net, there to catch me when Ineeded to be caught.I felt completely comfortable having her around. She’dusually just sit next to me on the bed, her kneespulled up to her chest, her arms wrapped around herlegs, smiling and laughing as we watched cartoons orfunny movies. I even smiled once or twice. Ok, I lied;I actually started smiling a lot. I still wasn’t readyto leave the confines and safety of the blanket, but Iwas loosening up.After a couple of weeks, I’d become so comfortable withhaving Katie around that the scars from Sarah’sbetrayal had begun to heal. I’d even kicked off theblanket! Now, I’d usually lie casually on the bed, onmy side. I was now smiling and laughing more than Iever had since I came home. Katie made the transitionback into normalcy easier by being my constantcompanion, there for me when I needed an ear to listento me, a voice other than my own to listen to, apresence just to keep me company.It was strange being in the company of another girl andhaving Sarah almost out of my mind. If Katie wasn’t mysister, she’d make an ideal mate, for me, anyways. Wewere highly compatible and almost always got alongreally well. Only someone as sweet as her could have mefeeling so good so soon based on what I’d gone through,and I don’t even think Katie realized the effect shehad on me.I’d glance up at her sometimes as she watched TV in myroom, watching her smile and laugh. She was caught upin being with me like when we were younger andpractically connected at the hip. She was completelyoblivious to how she was affecting me. I appreciatedthat she was just there and didn’t ask for anything inreturn, even my acknowledgment that she was there. Shewas just happy to be with me and that made me happy tohave her.One night, an incident happened that changed myrelationship with Katie forever. At the time, I wasexcited beyond measure, and then I felt regret, but nowI realize how special the moment was.Predictably, as every day for the last several weeks, Iwas still finding solace vegging out in my room. Katiewas lying on her back next to me. We were watching somecartoons. The mood was light and cozy. The eveningweather was neither warm nor cold, it was perfect.Outside, the air was still, save for the rare slightocean breeze.I noticed Katie was in a heightened, sunnierdisposition than usual. She seemed almost blissful. Hersmiles were deeper and richer, the look in her eyes wasfriendlier, there was just something I couldn’t put myfinger on, but she was in a very good mood.After the cartoon was over, she turned towards me, hersmile turning more serious, no doubt in respect for myemotional condition. “Hi.”“Hi.” I replied.“You seem better.”“I feel better.” I said. “Thanks to you.”“What do you mean?” she asked.“You’ve really made it easy to get my mind off of her,off of what happened.”Katie scooted towards me a few inches and placed agentle hand on mine. “You know, you don’t deserve whathappened. She doesn’t deserve you. You deserve better.I mean, you’re such a great guy. You deserve a girl whowill love you the way you should be loved. I know I’mnot Sarah, but I know I can take care of you betterthan she can. Well, not in every way, but almost everyway.”I smiled. “What do you mean, ‘almost every way’?She blushed. “You know what way I mean.”I realized what she was talking about. “Ohh, that.Well, I wouldn’t know. I couldn’t compare you two. I’veonly been with her.”Katie got this deflated look on her face. “I know.”I felt guilty for saying what seemed hurtful to her. Ireached out to her and rested my hand on her shoulder.“Hey, I didn’t mean it like… I’ve been with her,yeah, but that doesn’t matter now. I’d never touch hernow. I know you’d never hurt me the way she did. That’swhy I know I’ll always love you in a different way, ina way I could never love someone else.”She looked up at me, my words having moved her.“Really? You know, I don’t think you’ve ever told meyou loved me.”“Really?” I said, surprised.“Yeah.”We sat there looking at each other for a tense moment.“Hey, can I have a hug?” I asked boldly, holding out myright arm to her.She smiled and scooted the foot or so that separated usand embraced me. The feeling was indescribable. Thewarmth of her loving embrace was so intense that Ialmost wanted to break out into tears. I held herclose, hoping I wasn’t squeezing too tight, but she wassqueezing me so tight that I didn’t think I’d need toapologize for the strength of my hug.The hug dragged on for what seemed like a minute or soand then the thought entered my mind that we’d enteredinto inappropriate territory. The hug seemed to slowlyevolve from an intense, loving one into a softer, morepassionate one. She wasn’t holding onto me tightlyanymore, but was just keeping me up against her, notsaying a word. Of course, I was doing the same and myexcuse was inexcusable: it felt good.Having this warm, loving body pressed against mine wasa sensation I wasn’t quickly going to abandon. I didn’twant to pry myself away from her but I was alsointensely curious about her state of mind. Was thisjust an innocent hug gone long or was she being a bitmore affectionate than she’d ever been?In an attempt to be extremely bold, I started rubbingher back in a way that could be construed as anythingbut brotherly. Her response surprised me. She clutchedme closer, started rubbing my back the same way I wasrubbing hers and started nuzzling her face into thecrook of my neck.Being even bolder, as my hand ran down her back, when Igot to the bottom of her shirt, I slipped my hand underit and rested my hand on part of her bare back near herhip. With that, she seemed to tighten up and pull herhands away from my back. She slowly reached down, as iffor my hand, which I gave to her, and she brought it upin front on her, resting my hand on her stomach, justbelow her breast. Instinctively, I ran my hand up overher shirt and rested it atop the soft, fleshy globe ofher breast giving it a very gentle squeeze.I heard let out a whimpering gasp. I whispered. “Youok?”All she did was murmur “Hmm-mhh.”I continued very softly rubbing her breast through hershirt. After about ten seconds, she pulled away fromour embrace just enough so that her face was in frontof mine, her hands resting on my chest. She had thisblissful look on her face, which was down turned everso slightly. She was so incredibly beautiful that Icouldn’t stop myself from what happened next. I leanedforward and kissed her gently on the lips. After thekiss, I left my lips on her and what she did surprisedme: she pushed forward, kissing me back.The kiss was painfully soft and wet. I never wanted itto end. After the kiss, we laid down and she snuggledup next to me and we continued to watch TV as ifnothing had happened.The days after the incident were actually pretty nice,except for the fact that neither Katie, nor I dared tobring up what had happened days before. Other thanthat, I’d built up the courage and confidence to getout of the bedroom. So I watched TV in the living room.Yeah, I know, I’m slightly more active than a head oflettuce.Like a looping routine, I’d be on the couch, sprawledout and taking up way too much room and Katie wouldwalk in carrying a bowl of chips or popcorn orsomething, plop down on the smaller couch next to thesofa I was on, ask me what was on TV and start watchingwith me and we’d exchange pleasant snippets ofconversation as we watched a show or movie. Tonight wasno different.It was Friday and things were lazy, like usual. I wasplanning to just stay in, watch some DVDs, nothingspecial. I had planned to watch some action movie, apretty gory one. In fact, it had some pretty intensegunfights too. An all-around guy movie. I popped it inand sat down. I was going solo tonight because I hadpeeked in on Katie about an hour prior and found her tobe fast asleep, cozy in her bed.After the previews finished up, I heard that familiarshuffling and Katie wandered into the living room, herhair teased and tussled, her eyes tired and squintingfrom the aftereffects of prematurely awakening.“Why didn’t you wake me up, jerk?” she asked, slightlyslurring her speech.I was taken aback a bit by her slight annoyance at menot having woken her up. I made an effort not to make alazy excuse.“I’m sorry! I saw you asleep and didn’t want to wakeyou up. I didn’t think it would be a big deal. It’sjust some dumb movie I’m watching…”Arms hanging at her sides, she d**g herself over to thecouch I was on and collapsed, but sitting up straight.She didn’t look at me as she talked, her eyes stillbarely open but focusing on the TV.“That’s lame, Kevin. You know we watch movies everynight. Well, almost every night. All you had to do wasnudge me a few times and I would’ve woken up.”I didn’t know what to say.“I’m sorry. Next time, I’ll just wake you up.”Her agitation was more acted than anything. She wasn’tmad, she just liked being theatrical, at least with me.I think it was because I was the only person she feltsafe being theatrical with. In fact, I had only everseen her being theatrical around me.She kept on the charade, really riding me on the guilttrip.“Yeah, right. I think you just don’t like spending timewith me and any chance you can get to get out ofspending time with me, you do. Jerk.”Eyes still lazily fixed on the TV, she never turned tolook at me. I smiled and leaned over, wrapping her headin my arm and pulling her into a one-armed hug,nuzzling her head into the spot between my shoulder andchest.“Awww…” I cooed mockingly. “…poor baby.”She sat up and pushed me away, scooting back over towhere she was. She spoke in hushed tones, her mockanger having been tamed.“Jerk,” she commented.I looked at her and smiled. “But seriously, next time Iwon’t start without you, ok?”She didn’t respond. For a moment I started thinkingthat maybe she wasn’t joking and might’ve been seriousabout the whole thing. I straightened up, realizingmaybe I shouldn’t be so flippant about the whole thingand consider her feelings. I reached towards her,resting my right hand on her shoulder.“Hey, look, I’m sorry if you’re really mad, ok? It wasa mistake and it won’t happen again.”“It’s okay,” she responded quite plainly.She kind of shrugged her shoulder a little, justslightly, as if to signal me to remove my hand, butwithout being abrupt and abrasive about it. I got themessage and moved my hand, turning back to the TV.After a few minutes, she got up without any pretenseand walked into the kitchen, turning on the light.“Want something to drink?” she offered in a voice notwholly awake.“Sure, I’ll just have what you’re having.”After a minute she brought in a couple of glasses ofcoke and we sat down to watch the movie. I realized wewere watching a testosterone fest and felt obliged toapologize.“Umm, I didn’t know you were going to be awake so Ikind of threw in this action movie. It’s kind of a guymovie so I apologize if you’re not into it.”“I like action movies, Kevin…” she threw back at me,“You know that. Or, you should know that.”I tried to be light about the whole thing, chuckling alittle.“I know mostly what movies you’re into. I just thinkthat you’re the type of person that wouldn’t complainregardless of what movie is playing, unless it was aporno or something. I was just being thoughtful andmaking sure you we’re into the movie, that’s all.”She looked at me suspiciously. “If you throw a pornoin, it better be in your room when you’re by yourself.It’d be so embarrassing having to watch a porno withyou.”“Why?” I laughed.She smiled. “Why? It’d be so awkward. What would wetalk about during the movie? “Wow, she has big boobs,look at ’em bounce around.”“Yeah, I know. It would be pretty awkward. I’d keepmaking excuses to get up and leave the room.”“Yeah, maybe to go spank your monkey or something.”I laughed. “What’s gotten into you tonight? ”She stared ahead, not locking eyes with me. “Nothing.”I didn’t know much about women but I knew that when agirl told you nothing was wrong, something wasdefinitely wrong. “Come on, it’s ok. Tell me.”After a few moments of what appeared to be mentalconflict, Katie broke down. “You know, you haven’t saidanything about what happened the other night since ithappened.”I knew it was eventually going to come up. The moodinstantly became hush. I looked down, searching for thewords. “Katie… I…”“I’m sorry if you regret it.” She blurted out.“No…” I stammered. “I didn’t… I don’t…”She seemed sad, lost as her eyes finally wandered tofind mine. “It’s ok. I think I was just feeling alittle… you know, because of my cycle. I guess wewere just in the wrong place at the right time. If youthink I’m a total perv, I don’t blame you.”I turned to her.“Katie, I was the one that started it. With the hug,then, you know… I really shouldn’t have done that.”“So you do regret it then?” she asked, this timelooking me dead in the eyes.“No… not at all. Well, I don’t if you liked it.”She looked down, cracking a smile. “I liked it, that’swhy I kissed you back.”“I don’t know what got into me. I just… maybe it wasthe time away from you, but you seemed so differentwhen I came home. At that moment, I had troublethinking of you as my sister. I just saw thisincredibly sweet and cute girl in front of me and Icouldn’t control myself.”She turned her head, looking at me with a very sincerecuriosity. “Is that bad?”“No, actually. It’s great. I’m just so used to youkeeping to yourself but since I came home you’ve beenso open and kind and sweet to me when I needed you. ”She turned back to the TV, clutching her soda close toher. “I don’t know, I think I’m just comfortable aroundyou and that’s why I did what I did. Especially withmom and dad being gone, you know? I figured I couldjust do what I felt in my heart was right and youwouldn’t make me regret it.”I smiled. “Of course I wouldn’t make you regret it.”“I guess we both just got caught up in the moment. Idefinitely don’t regret it, though. You just seemed sohurt. I just hated seeing you like that, so I justwanted to do what I could to show you you weren’talone”, she said, making me curious as to what shemeant.“How so?” I inquired.She paused momentarily, her eyes seeking a way to putinto words what she was thinking without sayingsomething that could be misconstrued.“Well, like when you gave me that hug, that was likethe first time in ages that you, you know, put yourarms around me or anything. I’ve never felt so…loved”“I figured that we’re on such good terms that we shouldbe able to goof off like that every now and then. Ishouldn’t be afraid to give you a hug every now andthen, right?”She thought about that for a few seconds then looked atme. “So I shouldn’t feel weird about asking you for ahug?”“Would you feel weird asking me for a hug?”Her eyes moved away, the gears in her mind movingagain. “Yeah, a little, but only because we’d neverbeen like that before, you know, affectionate? But Iguess I can’t say that anymore, can I?” she said with asmile.“I just don’t want you to feel afraid around me for anyreason. Like, if you ever wanted to give me a hug orsomething, don’t feel like I’d reject you or get mad oranything, and that goes for anything. I want you tojust feel like you can come to me, because I am yourbrother and I love you.”She smiled. “I feel so comfortable around you. I’venever felt so comfortable around any guy.”“I know, I feel the same way about you. I guess that’swhat I was getting at, that we should just be moreopen.”That having been said, Katie sat up, curled her legs uponto the couch and turned to me, seemingly investingmore interest in the conversation.“Can I ask you something?” she asked.“Of course.”She was clearly blushing and had difficulty asking herquestion. “Did you like it when… umm…when you feltme…”I couldn’t help but blush too. “I’m so sorry aboutthat. I know that I shouldn’t have touched you likethat…”She was almost whispering but I could hear her clearlybecause we were not sitting so closely together. “No,it’s ok. I think I was swept up in the moment too. So,you didn’t answer my question.”I smiled. “You never really asked one.”Playfully flustered, she smiled. “When you felt me up,did you like it?”“Oh yeah, I really did. You have… a really nicebody.”She giggled. “You haven’t seen my body.”I laughed too. “Is that an invitation?” All she coulddo was blush and giggle.“Well, it felt really nice. I hope it felt nice foryou.”She looked down. “Yeah, it felt really nice.”“Are you glad we stopped when we did?” I asked,curiously.She didn’t seem sure of how to answer. It took her afew seconds. “I kinda just went along with what youdid, so when you stopped I guess I didn’t want to keepgoing. I figured you wanted to stop.”“I just felt lucky that you kissed me and let me holdyou so I didn’t want to push my luck.”She smiled. “It had nothing to do with luck.”We were both now in what was just about the deepest,most personal conversation we’d ever shared. We hadcompletely forgotten about the movie.“So, how come you don’t have a boyfriend?” I asked.“You seem like the kind of girl who could have allkinds of guys on the hook.”She smiled shyly, shaking her head. “No, I don’t know.I’ve just never thought about it like that. I mean, Iwant to be with someone, but I know how guys are. Iknow guys really just want one thing and it’s kind oftough finding a guy I feel safe with that I know won’thurt me, you know?”“Yeah, I do.”Katie’s eyes shifted a little. “I mean, you’re reallythe only guy I feel safe with, but…”“But I’m just your brother.”She shifted to get slightly closer to me, her eyesapologetic.“No, no, I didn’t mean it like that. I mean, you are mybrother and I enjoy all the time we spend together,but…”“It’s not the same as having a boyfriend.” I finishedher sentence. I smiled, looking down. “Is that was youmeant by not being able to take care of me in everyway?”She nervously tucked some hair behind her ear. “Youknow what I meant by that. Even if I could, I wouldn’tbe any good…” She laughed. “I don’t even know how tokiss, much less do any of that other stuff.”“I think you kiss pretty well.”“You’re just being nice.”I wanted to show her that wasn’t the case. I leanedforward and tried to more energetically plead my case.“No, not at all. That kiss was really incredible.”She seemed surprised. “Really?” she asked.“Yeah.”“How could you tell? That kiss only lasted like asecond or two.”“It was so nice I wanted it to last longer.”Katie smiled what was possibly the most beautiful smileI’d ever seen, probably because it was coming from herand I’d hardly ever seen her smile like this. We satthere smiling for what seemed like an eternity but wasonly a few seconds.“Can I tell you something? Without you thinking I’mweird?” I asked.“Sure.” She said.“You’ve got such a cute smile. I wish you’d smile moreoften.”“I’ve been smiling a lot more since you’ve been home.”“So, is it still safe for us to hang out?”“Yeah, of course.” She said timidly, almost in awhisper.“I promise I won’t do anything silly like kiss youagain.”“You don’t have to make that promise.” She said,trailing off into her quiet voice. “I think that fromnow on, whatever happens, happens, and I won’t regretit, okay?”“‘Whatever happens?’” I replied.“Whatever.”“Katie, that’s saying an awful lot.” I replied.She put her finger up to my lips in a strangelyassertive manner. “Shh. I know what I said and I meantit.”I smiled. “Okay then. Whatever happens, happens.”I looked at the clock and realized how bleeding late itwas.“Wow, I should really get up to bed and at least getready to go to sleep.”Katie looked a tad disappointed at that, butimmediately played it off. “Yeah, I should probably dothe same.”I had showered, brushed my teeth, changed into mypajamas and was sitting on my bed flipping through amagazine that had been lying on my floor for weeks. I’dbought it weeks ago and completely forgot to look atit, something that happens more than it should. One ofmany bad habits of mine.My door was about half open and Katie happened to walkby, looking in. She stopped, looking on inquisitively.I looked up and saw that pretty face, too shy to sayanything or come in and I couldn’t help but smile back.“I thought you were going to bed.” She said, smiling.“I am.” I chuckled.“Oh, I see, you just wanted to get away from me,” shejoked back.I disputed that with a laugh, stood up and opened thedoor, reaching out and taking her hand and pulling herinto the room.“Oh, come on…” I said as she allowed me to drag herin, her feet shuffling as I pulled her.“Take a seat, ya big baby,” I joked.With a phony frown, arms dangling at her sides, shelazily shuffled to the edge of the bed and ploppeddown, looking at the TV. I crawled back into the centerof the bed and sat down, resuming reading my magazine.After a few seconds, Katie turned around and proppedherself up on her elbows, looking at my magazine, or atleast pretending to be.Katie’s eyes shifted a bit until coming back to mine.“You know, I was thinking that since neither of us goout much and we’re not with anyone, maybe we shouldjust start hanging out more often?“Sure, why not? To hell with boyfriends andgirlfriends.” I declared jokingly but seriously.She interjected. “I just figured that you spend a lotof time in your bakırköy escort room alone and I spend most of my timein my room, and since mom and dad are going to be gonefor awhile, and since… that whole thing withwhatshername… it might be nice to start hanging outmore,” she proposed.I looked up and she felt compelled to reinforce theinnocence of her proposal.“I mean, instead of us both being alone in the house,maybe we could just be alone together.”I laughed. “That makes no sense.”She smiled impatiently. “You know what I mean.”“I know what you mean. I think that’d be fine. Great,actually.”Her face lit up. “Really?” she beamed.“Of course! Hey, if you wanted, you could even sleep inhere. Like a slumber party,” I chuckled.She seemed to like the idea but was hesitant to exudetoo much of an emotive response. Her eyes were lookingfor a deeper answer to my idea.“You mean, like, in the same bed?”My laugh became a lonely smile as I explained. “Well,no, I was thinking you could take the bed and I couldtake the floor. I don’t know. If you think it’s a dumbidea, it’s ok.”Her eyes widened. “No! I think that’s fine, but youdon’t have to sleep on the floor. We can both sleep onthe bed, I’ll just take up a little part of the edge,so I won’t crowd you.”“You’re sure? I move around in my sleep sometimes, Iwouldn’t want to get uncomfortably close in the middleof the night, you know? And have you get all creepedout,” I smiled.“Uncomfortably close for you or me?” she said with acurious seriousness.I tried to get as serious as I could. “Well, I figureit’d be uncomfortable for you. I don’t know.”She smiled. “Why would it be uncomfortable? Wepractically made out the other night.”We both shared a nervous laugh and couldn’t lock eyes.She continued. “It wouldn’t be uncomfortable for me,unless you, like, sat on my head in the middle of thenight.”I laughed. “No, no, nothing like that.”“Ok, so, am I going to be sleeping in here from nowon?”I thought for a second. “Do you think we could do thatwithout, you know, things getting weird? I wouldn’twant you to end up hating me.”“Kevin, I told you that whatever happens, happens. I’ma big girl and if I do something, it’ll be because Iwant to. As long as you don’t like, **** me orsomething, I won’t hate you.”“You know I’d never force myself on you so you havenothing to worry about.”She smiled. “I know. Ok, let me go shower and change,ok?”“Ok,” I said.Katie bounced out of the room with a bit of a spring inher step. I was happy that she was happy. I got underthe blanket and went back to looking at my magazine.About a half an hour later, Katie came back. She waswearing some pajama pants and a tanktop. Her hair wasstill a little damp. She walked in shyly, tucking someloose hair behind her ear and crawled under theblanket, not saying a word.“Ya ok?” I asked.She nodded. “Yeah, just a little cold.”“It’s a thick blanket. You’ll get warm soon.” I smiled.Within a half an hour, we were both asleep.DAYS LATER:Days went by and we both became more and morecomfortable around each other. Katie seemed cheery,bouncy, happy, playful, different in many ways from herformer self. She was still incredibly sweet likebefore, but it was like she’d blossomed emotionally andwas much more open to me, more affectionate and more atease.She even started dressing a little different. Insteadof wearing thick, long sleeved shirts or baggy, over-sized pants, she started wearing thinner, short-sleevedshirt, tanktops and smaller-sized pants. She seemedmore at ease around me and it showed.It was a Thursday afternoon and, like always, I waslazing about the house in slacker-mode. I sat down onthe couch in the living room and had switched on the TVwhen Katie walked in. She smiled at me as she walkedin, sat down next to me and laid her head on myshoulder.“Hey,” I greeted.“Hi,” she replied.“You hungry?” I asked.“Yeah. Want me to make you something?”“No, I was thinking maybe we could go out to eat?” Iasked.She sat up and looked at me, a bit surprised.“Go out? Like, to a restaurant?”I smiled. “Sure. Of course!”Her eyes darted back and forth in contemplation, thenfound mine again.“Should I get dressed up? Where are we going?”I thought for a second.“How about that Chinese restaurant downtown?” I finallysaid.Her eyes lit up a bit.“Oh, ok!” she said happily. “I guess I’ll dress up alittle, but not too much?” her face scrunched up,hoping for a suggestion.“I think so. Maybe just a blouse and some nice pants?”I suggested.“Ok.” She agreed.I went and showered and threw on a nice looking t-shirt, red sweater and some jeans and started lookingfor my wallet and keys. I finally tracked them downwhen Katie pushed my bedroom door open a little andcrept in. I looked up at her and was floored. Shecouldn’t have taken longer to get ready than I did butshe looked incredible. I’d never seen her looking likethis before and for a split second I forgot she was mysister.She had teased her short dark hair a little to where itwas spiky in places, in a cute way. She was wearing adark purple, short-sleeved and low-cut top that showedoff more of her chest than I’d ever seen. Along withthe top she was wearing a pair of jeans that huggedcontours on her lower body I never knew she’d had. Iwas ogling for a second too long and had to snap myselfout of it.Her head was down a little, looking for me to saysomething. I stuttered for a moment before speaking.“Wow, you look incredible! What lucky guy gets to goout with you tonight?” I said with an awkward chuckle.She had this incredibly cute but shy and untamablesmile on her face and could barely keep eye contactwith me.“Kevin, don’t be silly…” she giggled. “So are wegoing or what?”I was still taken aback by how incredible and differentshe looked. As she turned around and walked into thehallway, I couldn’t help but check out her butt, whichlooked so perfectly round and inviting. I realized thatin all the years we’d lived together, I’d neveractually seen her in clothes that showed off that partof her body in any revealing capacity.Unfortunately, while I reveled in the beautifullyvoluptuous view, lost in my wandering thoughts, Ifailed to realize how long I’d been staring. When Ifinally broke from my spellbound state, my eyes trailedup her back and to her eyes, which were already lockedon mine. She had this sly smirk on her face.“Hey, I’m up here.” She said with a smile.I chuckled nervously and tried desperately to cover mytracks.“Uh, I didn’t know you had that brand of jeans. I wastrying to read the label. Are those?”“Yeah, I’ve had these for awhile, but this is only,like, the third time I’ve worn them.” She giggled.We finally got out of the house and had a pleasantdrive to the restaurant. I had this bizarre sensationas we drove to the restaurant, the same type ofdwelling nervousness in my gut that was reserved forwhen I’d go on a date with a girl, which wasn’t often,so the feeling was quickly identified. A conflictwelled up within me. “How could I be nervous? This isKatie. My sister!”But the guy in me could only see the unbearably cutegirl sitting next to me, decked out like she was justtrying to torture me.We got to the restaurant, which was pretty nice. Wewere seated after only a few minutes of waiting, whichwas a surprise.After a few minutes of sitting at the table, we bothrealized how awkward the situation was and were bothshort on words. We exchanged a few nervous glances,like 14 year olds on a first date, until Katie brokethe ice.“This is a nice place, isn’t it? Fancy.” She whispered.“I know.” I whispered back.We whispered to each other as if we were afraid someonewould hear us. Having broken the ice, though, we bothsmiled at each other, almost laughing at the absurdityof the awkwardness of just a few minutes ago.“You know, this is so weird. I feel like I’m on adate.” She said coyly, her head down, but eyes lookingup me.“I know. It’s weird, isn’t it?”“Yeah, but a good weird.” She retorted.We both smiled.“I’m sorry for staring earlier, when we were at thehouse. I’ve just never seen you like this. Dressed up,you know? You look so… different.”“Different, as in good different?”I nervously exhaled and smiled. “Yeah, really gooddifferent. I just… You’re really cute when you wantto be. It just caught me off-guard is all. I mean,you’re always cute, you’re just cute in a different waywhen you’re dressed up.”“Thanks. I’d say the same to you but you actually dressup from time to time, unlike me, and you’re alwayscute.” She chuckled.Another awkward silence, until she broke the ice again.“I just haven’t had much reason to dress up before, youknow?” she said.I replied. “Well, if you’re enjoying being out with me,maybe we can do this more often and you can dress upmore.”She smiled. “Yeah, I’d definitely like to do this moreif it’s ok with you. Well, only if you don’t stare atmy butt so much next time…”I almost swallowed my tongue. I did, however, choke onmy ice water a little. She giggled at my stammering.Dinner was great. It was basically a date with Katieand me. I felt so conflicted. So many times during thenight I had to look across the table and the mostbeautiful girl, inside and out, that I’d ever known andhad to remind myself who she was and that any feelingsI had that were beyond innocent, brotherly ones wereout of place and clearly misread. They had to be. Howcould I actually foster romantic feelings for Katie?But then the other half of me couldn’t help but look atKatie, and see the beauty in those eyes and what liebehind those eyes and feel something. She was basicallymy perfect woman. Physically, God couldn’t have built awoman more complementary to what I found attractive:those beautifully dark eyes, the shape of them, herbutton nose, her lips, the style of her hair, herperfectly curvaceous body.And personality-wise, we were also perfectly matched.If I was just a guy off the street who got to knowKatie as a person and not my sister, I’d be sure shehad no flaws.We got home at around 9pm. As I unlocked the frontdoor, Katie stood next to me, turned towards me.“I really?I really had a good time tonight.” She said.“Me too.”We both settled down on the couch, kicking off ourshoes and turning the TV on. Katie sat next to me, asshe had done a lot of lately. I looked down, built upsome courage and then turned to her.“Umm, hey. Look, uh, I just wanted to say I’m sorryfor?for ogling your butt earlier. I don’t know what gotinto me. Pretty pathetic, huh?” I said.She looked at me and giggled, resting her head on myright shoulder. “No, it’s not pathetic at all. I do thesame thing sometimes. You just don’t catch me.”I looked down at her, but her eyes were fixed on theTV. She couldn’t hide her sly smile though.“You do? With me?” I asked.She nodded, her mouth trying to contain her smile.“When?” I asked.“When you’re not looking.” She said as a smile coveredher face, her attempts at masking it having failed.I was so pleasantly surprised that I didn’t have tofeel so guilty about having essentially ‘checked out’Katie earlier.“Wow, so then I don’t have to feel bad if I ever feelcompelled to look at you?” I said.“You can look all you want. I trust you. And you’re mybrother and I love you. I don’t care if you look.”With that I raised up my right arm and wrapped itaround her. She instinctively snuggled up against me.We were watching TV but really weren’t watching TV. Shenuzzled her head into the space between my chest andshoulder, her body now turned towards me, her breastspressing up against my side and her right arm wrappedaround my mid-section.“You know what?” she said. “This is really nice.”“Yeah. Who needs girlfriends and boyfriends?” Ilaughed.She smiled, leaned forward and kissed me on the cheek.I turned and looked down at her upturned face.“Hey, what was that for?” I asked.“For tonight, and for the last couple of nights, andpretty much for all the time I’ve known you. For beingso sweet.”I was so surprised at the frankness of her confession.“Uh, Katie. I don’t know what to say.”“You don’t have to say anything.”We went to bed shortly after. The next few days wereeven better than the previous ones. Katie was socheerful and playful around me, so at ease. In thedaytime, she’d prance around the house like she waswalking on air. It was quite a sight to behold. Ididn’t know how much livelier or bold she’d get, but Ihad to admit that I was looking forward to it. She hadseemed to loosen up in more ways than one.Not only was she more open emotionally, imparting anydecidedly important thought or emotion to me, whereasbefore she was emotionally withdrawn, timid andseemingly intimidated by me, but she was now candid,overt, and intimately communicative as well as markedby a noticeably outward change in her appearance…It was a hazy Saturday morning, getting close to noon,when I awoke to a soft, inviting voice. I could hearher voice, but my faculties were still not sharp enoughto respond coherently.“Wake up, sleepyhead…” Katie said, almost in awhisper, a whisper that was so soft and loving that itwas nearly suggestive. “I made breakfast if you’rehungry.”By the time I sat up I could only catch Katie’s shadowas she left my room and made her way down the hall.I got myself up, put myself into the shower and cleanedup. About a half hour later I finally made it into thedining room wearing a new pair of pajamas. Katie waslooking cute as always, showing slightly more skintoday as compared to yesterday, which, if doing somesimple calculations based on the current rate of skinexposure, I figured she’d be parading around the housenude within a week or two.I knew that wasn’t going to happen and I was initiallydisappointed in that truth, then disappointed in myselffor being disappointed about that. I knew I should’vefelt bad about even doing that calculation in my head,but my male defenses were under constant bombardment. Imaintained my strength whenever possible.We shared chatty small talk during breakfast. I spentmost of it with a huge grin across my face with bits ofbreakfast in my teeth. Several times during breakfastwe made each other laugh to the point that breakfastprojectiles were being fired from our mouths.We tried to maintain dignity in the face of the other,secretly trying to impress with every minute mannerismbut it was getting tough since we were so at ease witheach other, we easily de-evolved into c***dren withinminutes of talking, grabassing and other assortedimmature derring-do.It was another regular meal for Katie and me. Muchsilliness was had, with the undercurrent of attractionburied neatly underneath the dining room table’stablecloth. After breakfast we collected our plates anddumped them into the sink to be worried about later.The day breezed by in a flash, as had everyday sinceKatie and I really bonded, day became night and Iprepared for us to settle into whatever nightlyactivities we’d be engaged in. Of course, the devil onmy shoulder whispered a naughty suggestion in my earthat I responded by mechanically shooing him off. Ourfriendship was deeper than that, I thought, even thoughmy male instincts blurred the validity of my logic attimes.I was walking to my room when I passed Katie in thehallway, greeted by her beautiful smile. “Hey, I wasgoing to set up a movie for us to watch. Is that cool?”I asked.“Of course, just pick something. Ooh! Something scary!”she suggested excitedly, eyes bright and wide. “I needa shower.” She added.I scrunched my face with mock disgust. “Yeah, youdo…”She gasped theatrically and punched my shoulder, herface quickly returning to normalcy. “Wanna join me?”she asked, a reckless, mischievous grin on her face.I was taken aback by her growing audaciousness. “No,I’d better not. Sounds like too much fun for me tohandle… I had one earlier anyways.”She didn’t seem disappointed by my answer as herproposal was probably made in good fun. “Ok, I’ll beout in a few…”I turned away and got the movie set up. I chose to picka random horror movie for a few reasons; one, I lovehorror movies and can’t get enough of them andsecondly, on a slightly ulterior level, hoped that thescares might get me a few frightened embraces fromKatie.After a few minutes of choosing a movie, I settled intobed, lying comfortably on top of the sheets. When Katiemade it back, we’d have a pretty graphic vampire movieto enjoy.I heard footsteps move past the hallway outside mybedroom and heard Katie call out as she walked towardsthe kitchen. “I’m gonna wash the dishes really quick,ok?”I thought to myself then called out to her as I stoodup. “I’ll come and help!”I made my way out of my room and towards the kitchen. Icould hear the sound of running sink water. She’dalready started doing the dishes. The sight revealed tome as I entered the kitchen literally made me stagger.There was Katie, her back to me and doing the dishesand dressed scantily in only her panties and a smalltank top. I stopped in my tracks at the threshold tothe kitchen linoleum, my jaw uncontrollably hanging andmy eyes dazed and unresponsive.Katie looked over her shoulder at me, her arms coveredin soap suds, a beaming smile on her face. My jawinstinctively snapped shut, my eyes flashing back tonormalcy as I dressed my face in a mask of normalcy,hoping she hadn’t noticed my stupefied state. Iattempted to snap back to my witty, sarcastic self.“Are you wearing invisible pants? ‘Cause they’reworking great.” I said.She laughed. “Actually, I always sleep in my pantiesbut that first night you told me I could sleep in yourbed I didn’t want to strip down and give you the wrongidea. When we were growing up you saw me in my pantiestons of times, so it’s not a problem if I sleep likethis, is it?”I was astounded at how carefree and bold she hadbecome. Here was this sweet young girl who used to holeherself up in her room and when she did talk to me, itwas always in hushed tones where she hardly made eyecontact, was always dressed from head to toe and rarelyshowed any discernible emotional changes and now I wasstaring at this seductive l****a washing dishes in herpanties giving me a hell of a smile. AND she was askingpermission to sleep next to me, decked out like that. Iwas in heaven.“No, I don’t mind. And to think I was wearing my pajamapants instead of my boxers like I usually do. Hell, ifyou wear your underwear to bed, I am too!” I laughed asshe turned back to the dishes, still smiling. “So, letme help here…”I moved up behind her to get near the sink but it was anarrow space, not big enough to allow two people towash dishes, but not wanting to leave, I made the bestof an interesting situation. I stood behind her,playfully reaching around her and over her, in a mockattempt to get to the dishes. She started giggling,crowding the sink and hovering over it, to keep me fromhelping.As my advances became more aggressive, so did hergiggles and her attempts to keep me from the dishes.She stuck her rear-end out at me to push me away, butall she managed to do was lodge her delectable ass intomy crotch. I knew she was being innocent and playful,but that act immediately got my blood flowingexcitedly.Keeping with the playfulness of the moment, Katie tooka handful of sink water and flung it back at meblindly, some of it splashing on my shoulder and chest.“Oh, so that’s how it’s gonna be?” I barked.With my threatening announcement, Katie’s gigglesbecame a uncontrollable fit of desperate laughter, herhands working quickly to fling more water at me. Ireached past her and got a handful of water and flippedit up at her. Strategically, I managed to douse herchest, mostly, as well as her face. She yelped andcontinued her barrage of sink water, as did I.Realizing she’d been overpowered, she turned towardsme, still laughing madly and reached for the sink’sdetachable faucet sprayer. Using it like a water gun,she blasted me with it. I grabbed at her, pulling thesprayer away before she could shower me with it, andturned it on her. I managed to hose her down for asecond or two, drenching her chest and face. Shesquealed and pushed past me, running for the sanctityof my bedroom. I made chase after her.Both of us were squealing like four-year-olds. She blewpast my bedroom door, shoving it open as she tore formy bed, jumping on it and hastily trying to coverherself with some loose sheets and a pillow. I ran inafter her, laughing as I leapt on the bed, pouncing onher and tearing off her poorly laid defenses, tossingthe blanket and pillow aside. She turned onto her back,covering her face with her hands, trying to muffle theriotous laughter, but barely managed to do that.“Thought you were being slick, huh?” I asked as Ihovered over her, tickling at her sides, playfullygrabbing at her wrists, trying to pry them away fromher face as she laughed.I finally managed to pry her hands off and pinned themto the bed. I had completely straddled her, my legsforming a bridge over hers which were pinned together.I looked down at her, our laughs slowly ceasing andgiving way to heaving, fatigued breaths.“You messed with the wrong guy, little girl!” Ideclared, bouncing up and down on her, causing us toflop around. She beamed up at me, her tank topdrenched, beads of sink water cascaded across her faceand tummy.After a moment, my smile went away when I realized howbeautiful she was. She was still smiling though. “Youjerk! You’re gonna dry me off now.”I let her go and rolled off of her. “Okay, okay…” Iconceded as I reached over and picked up a clean bathtowel that was lying next to the bed. She sat up and Icrawled over to her on my knees and started towelingher off as she grinned up at me. “Well, that wasfun…” I said, then started to chuckle, as did she.“Yeah, but I just took a shower and you drenched me,jerk. Look at my tank top!” she cried.She didn’t have any idea how that otherwise harmlesssuggestion affected me. Seeing her voluptuous breastspacked into that wet top was not easy for me, not tomention that the only thing separating me from her barepussy was the thin layer of cotton she was wearing.“Yeah, you’d better change. You don’t want to be wetall night…” I said, then instantly realized theindirect innuendo that could’ve been misconstrued fromthat. I shut my eyes in embarrassment but Katie hadalready caught on, that devilish smile rose up on herface again.“Being wet all night wouldn’t be all that bad, but Iknow what you mean. Let me go dry off real quick andchange my top.” She trailed off, her face straighteningup as much as she could manage as she left the room.I tried to wrangle in what remained of my self-respect,wishing my brain would’ve been quicker than my mouthwhen I made that remark. Luckily, Katie’s responseactually made my Freudian slip a positive.I dried myself off with the towel I’d used on Katie,changed my t-shirt and stripped off my big pajamapants, keeping my promise that if Katie was going towear her underwear to bed, so was I. I laid back andgot comfortable, starting up the movie.After a few minutes, Katie came back, this time wearinga cute pink tank top, that familiar smile stillirrevocably plastered on her face, surely havingremembered some of the convenient innuendos we’d justslung at each other. She sat down on the bed next tome. “So, what are we watching?”“You’ll like it…” I hinted. “It’s scaaaaary.”“Ooh!! Cool! Is it a vampire movie?”“Yup.”“Oh, I’ve seen this one…” she said excitedly. “…Ilove this movie!”The movie started and considering the fact that we werelying on top of the blanket, I was hoping that shewouldn’t do anything to get me aroused as I was onlywearing my boxers now and hiding an erection would bealmost impossible. To make matter worse, about fifteenminutes in, Katie started to get spooked by the movieand scooted back, pressing her body against me. Theposition we were in wasn’t favorable for me to be ableto maintain my composure.She was grinding her rear-end into my crotch and wewere in the spoon position. “I’m cold.” She said,blindly reaching back with her right arm and taking myright arm and wrapping it around her tummy.“Do you want to get under the covers?” I asked, tryingvery hard to think about baseball, waterfalls, drivinga car, anything to keep me from realizing that I wasd****d around a precious jewel of a girl, and howfirmly and relentlessly she was rubbing her rear intomy crotch.“Hmmm, sure.” She agreed, but reminded me with a smile.“You’re not getting out of holding me, though.”We tossed back the blanket and climbed back into bed. Igot into the position I was in earlier and she resumedhers, wrapping my right arm around her. “Mmmm, sowarm.” She noted with satisfaction.I really didn’t pay attention to the movie. My mind wasjust reeling, bombarded with so many emotions. I had tokeep total concentration to control myself so Iwouldn’t get erect, since Katie’s panty-covered rearwas pressed tightly against me, she’d notice if Ibecame only slightly erect.About forty-five minutes in, I was going insane. Mybody was stressed, wanting to respond to thestimulation given to it, but my mind wasn’t letting it.It was an internal battle of wills and my mind waslosing. My mind began to betray me as quick snapshotsof Katie enraptured in some torrid gyrations began toflash into my mind’s eye. I had to say something, butwhat? If I admitted any kind of risk of stimulation toKatie, I didn’t know what she’d say or think, but Icouldn’t rightly just lie here with Katie’s round,firm, delicious ass pressed into my crotch.I figured I’d feign something about beinguncomfortable. Something she couldn’t disprove and thatI didn’t have to prove.“Ouch.” I blurted out.Katie turned to me, looking on me with concern. “Youokay?”I feigned discomfort in my face. “Yeah, my left arm isa little numb.”It took her a second to understand, her eyes trailingoff. “Is my head hurting your arm?”“Umm, just a little. I can move i?” I said, before sheinterrupted me.“Here, put your left arm under me, under my armpit.That way, you can still hold me and keep me warm, butyour arm won’t go numb.”She sat up and took my left hand and wrapped it aroundher midsection and laid back down, taking my right handand placing it back where it was. She then pulled on myarms which pulled my body closer to hers, and moreimportantly and unfortunately, my crotch back into herrear-end. This tightened the seal between us. Onlyworse now, since my arms were crossed across her tummy,my hands were dangerously close to her breasts, myright thumb brushing up underneath her left breastwhenever I moved it even slightly.I’m back where I started, I thought. My plan backfired.I was up against a wall, I had little to stop me fromgetting completely hard right then and there and thenshe’d probably get freaked out. She was a virgin, afterall. At least she said she was. I believe her, and ifher first true sexual encounter is having her brother’shard-on pressed up against her ass, I might lose herforever.Part of me said, ‘to hell with it, if you get hard, youget hard. She might like it and maybe she’ll take yourload.’ I had to instantly stamp out that train ofthought. Then I had images of trains plowing throughtunnels dancing through my head, which was just all Ineeded.I didn’t even know what movie we were watching anymore.The ‘pain’ was almost excruciating, the pain of keepingmyself soft. Then, to make matters worse, Katie startedsquirming in her place, grinding her ass even morefirmly into my crotch and at the same time hugging myarms tighter to her body, my right hand inadvertentlymoved with her, my palm accidentally brushing againstthe better part of her left breast that was covered byonly a thin layer of her tank top.The combination of her pulling my hand into her breastand wriggling her little ass into my crotch was toomuch. I felt the tingle begin to grow in my boxers, atorrent of blood rushing to my penis, making it grow.As I realized what was happening, the thought of itmade my cock kick as it grew. I knew Katie had to havefelt that. It had pulsed a few times and was nowpartially erect and pressed right against her sweetbehind. I had to act… fast.I slowly pulled my arms free, firmly, but alsodelicately and gently, so as to not arouse suspicion.“I’m gotta go pee really quick. I’ll be right back.” Isaid, as I pulled my crotch away from her ass, hopingthat she was so na?ve that she didn’t know what hadhappened.“Okay.” Was her only reply, and it was one conveyedwith innocence, as if she detected nothing. I saidnothing more and went to the bathroom.I feverishly stroked my erection, which was now rockhard. Now free of Katie’s bonds, from the warmth andsoftness of her body, I used the memory of thesensation, the memory of her scent and her voice tofuel my masturbatory frenzy. I was beating off with afervor I hadn’t ever beaten off to. The insatiable urgeto spurt my load was unbearable, I had to cum badly, toget it out of my system, but I so badly wanted to havethis erection buried deep inside Katie, instead of itbeing tended to by my hand.A grimace of pleasurable pain on my face, my fist waspumping at blinding speed, anxious to get the cum outof me, and with every stroke I imagined Katieunderneath, impaled on my solid girth, cumming on cockas I buried it in her until I finally unleashed atsunami of my love in torrents and gushes, flooding hertight canals with my seed. I felt a need that I’d neverfelt before. The desire for her was painful. Painful.And it scared me.I didn’t realize it but I was grunting with everystroke, possessed with a lustful madness, the b**stwithin me wanting to explode outward with pulsing jetsof desire, desire for Katie and only Katie. At thispoint I didn’t really care if she heard me, part of mehoped she did and that further fueled my lust.With a final, urgent, laboring groan I unleashed a gushof a warm, viscous mess. It came in surges, pulsing outof me in thick, urgent jets, spraying the toilet bowl.The velocity of the spurts was so intense that it madea wet, splattering sound as it hit the porcelain. Ihadn’t cum this hard in my life. Ever.Finally, my cock slowed its lovingly violent outpour toa dribble, the ooze of cum that was intended forKatie’s insides was now pooling in the toilet. I feltdisappointment that my seed had not found its rightfulhome. I felt, strangely enough, that I’d let it down.It wanted to be inside Katie, but I’d wasted it insidethe toilet. I was heaving like I’d run a mile andsweating like I just wrestled a wild pig.I was scared by the extent of my desire, how strong ahold it had taken over me. I had scared myself,realizing how, in those passionate moments, I would’vedone anything, anything, to have had Katie on the endof my penis. It was the ‘anything’ that bothered me. Iwould’ve taken her, even against her will, in those fewdreamy, foggy, lust-filled moments.I took in several deep breaths and exhaled deeply,composing myself. I looked in the mirror and wiped thebeads of sweat from my brow with a towel. Surprisingly,considering who had been the focus of my most recentmasturbatory adventure, I didn’t feel guilty as Ilooked at myself in the mirror. More than anything, Ifelt worrisome for myself. How was I going to let thiscontinue? Was I going to allow myself to be torturedlike this? Was I going to allow her to keep seducing menight in and night out before I do something I’llprobably regret?She was just a sweet, virginal angel. My angel, myKatie. She didn’t know how badly she was affecting me.It wasn’t her fault. I looked myself once more in themirror, a lasting stare, slowed my heart rate,normalized my breathing, tried my best to remove thewildness in my eyes after the intense emotional andsexual ride I’d just put myself through and prepared tothrow myself back into the storm and into Katie’swaiting embrace.If I was lucky, she wouldn’t insist on spooning again,jamming that perfectly delectable ass into my crotchagain. If so, though, I figured I’d probably spent atleast a night’s worth of cum and wouldn’t have thejuice to get hard again. But this was Katie, she couldget me hard with one look and a snap of her fingers. Ihad to hope my body wouldn’t betray me a second time. Iexhaled deeply once more, prepared myself and openedthe bathroom door.Walking back into the bedroom, my mind and body clearof the burgeoning lust that had just minutes agoconsumed me and was then exorcised from me, I saw Katieclearly and without motive. She was lying there underthe blanket, face still glued towards the TV, eyeswide, mouth hanging slightly agape. She was 14 again,my sweet little sister. She looked so innocent. I wipedthe bad thoughts I’d had in the bathroom about mypossibly taking Katie in a moment of lust-inducedweakness, even against her will, out of my mind andenjoyed the view set before me. My sweet Katie.I crawled back under the blanket and moved next to her,from behind her, not as close as before, mind you, butstill comfortably close. She reached behind her blindlyand found my right hand and placed it on her tummy.With that, figuring my body was incapable ofincriminating me, I moved up behind her again. I didn’tjam my crotch into her rear-end and she didn’t jut herass into my crotch. It was safe. I felt safe, safer.“What did I miss?” I asked, a sense of relief in myvoice.She answered without prying her eyes off the TV, hervoice slightly distracted by the action flashing on thescreen. “Like, everything. What were you doing inthere? I heard noises but didn’t know what it was. Youokay?”“Oh, yeah. I just had trouble with the toilet. Itwasn’t flushing.” I answered, steering any suspicionsof hers safely away.“It sounded like you were wrestling a wild pig orsomething in there.” She giggled.Oh, if only you knew, I thought. And then a wave ofhorror swept over me. Had she felt my erection pressedagainst her ass earlier? Had she heard me in thebathroom beating off? Or worse, did she peek in thecrack of the door while I beat off, catching me in theact?Did she know and was just torturing me with what sheknew, without coming right out and saying it? Thetorture was in not knowing if she knew. Best I could dowas assume she didn’t, that even as my erection hadbeen pulsing against her ass, that she suspectednothing, because she was just a na?ve little angel. Iassumed this because it put me at ease.Relieved, my balls empty of seed and the threat, forthe moment, minimized, my mind and body was at ease. Inuzzled up behind Katie, pulling her towards me for thefirst time that night, instead of fighting her embraceor pulling away from her. I held her and kissed theback of her head. This brought her attention away fromthe movie.She looked over her shoulder at me and smiled. “Whatwas that for?”“Nothin’.” I smiled.We went to bed after the movie ended, tragedy andembarrassment averted. I closed my eyes and couldn’thave been happier that the night ended up the way itdid. I emptied my load and fell asleep next to my dreamgirl. It doesn’t get any better than that.***The following days were like a perpetual, waking dream.Katie would wake up in the morning and roll over towhere I was, me still asleep, and she’d straddle me andbounce up and down on me, trying to get me to wake up.We’d usually wrestle a little bit before getting up,going downstairs and making breakfast.I felt like I was living in my own place with mygirlfriend, rather than being at home with Katie. Itwas an exceedingly bizarre sensation, but a welcomeone.Later that evening, after dinner, we settled in. I wasup in my room, lying down on my bed, flipping throughsome magazine when Katie knocked on my door, a smilestretched across her cute little face.“Can I come in?” she asked.“Duh, we sleep in the same bed and you’re asking tocome in?” I joked.She laughed too and crawled onto the bed with me. Shewas looking tempting as ever, and the flimsy tank topand shorts she was wearing didn’t help to quell thegrowing feeling of attraction that had been buildingfor the last few weeks within me. She straddled my sideforcing me to turn onto my back and away from themagazine.“Hey!” I chuckled, the force of her weight on my mid-section causing me to grunt through my laughs.“Wanna wrestle?” she asked as she started bouncing upand down on my stomach.“Katie…” I pleaded through grunts forced out of mymouth by the pounding weight of her body on my stomach.“…please don’t do that.”“Why?” she asked. “Am I too fat? Am I crushing you?”“No…” I reminded. “…you have to remember that Ihaven’t been with a girl in a long time and you jumpingup and down on me doesn’t exactly make it easier tocontrol myself. I am a guy, remember?” I chuckled as Itossed her onto the bed next to me. She settled down,smiling and resting her head on the pillow next tomine. Her smile became sincere and then serious.“What’s wrong?” I asked.“Promise you won’t be mad?” she asked.Oh no, I thought. What could she possibly be springingon me here? My mind surged with possibilities. Was shegoing to make some confession about loving me? Perhapsshe was uncomfortable about our recent closeness andwanted to end it? No, that couldn’t be it. She was justpractically riding me a second ago. The few seconds inbetween her asking me not to be mad and her next wordswas excruciating until she finally spoke.“I think I’m pregnant.” She said.My jaw dropped, eyes froze, face solidified into a maskof surprise. It took me a few seconds to reply.“Pregnant?” I asked. “How? You haven’t been out? Exceptwith me. I don’t?I don’t understand…”Her serious face contorted into a grimace and shestarted laughing. “I’m k**ding, silly!”My entire being let out an internal sigh of relief. Idon’t know what I was relieved about more; the factthat she hadn’t slept with a guy who had gotten herpregnant, or the fact that if she got pregnant when Iwas supposed to be watching her, that mom and dadwould’ve been so disappointed. They’d have thought whata shitty guardian I was for letting my baby sister getknocked up on my watch.Her smile was so relieving. “The only way I couldpossibly be pregnant is by divine conception or byyou.” She joked.I laughed nervously. “So you don’t actually have a bigconfession to make?”“Well, there is something, but it’s so gross, you’llprobably hate me for telling you.”I put my hand on her left shoulder and looked at herwith sincerity. “Come on, Katie, don’t be like that.You can tell me anything.”Her eyes rolled around for a moment or two of internalprocess. She was clearly a little uneasy about lettingon this information. Whatever it was, it was making herfeel a little uncomfortable. “I think I need to go seea doctor or something because I’ve been feeling itchyin my, you know, girl area?”I was perplexed for a moment. I definitely wasn’t theleading expert on female anatomy and physiology.“Itchy? Have you been fucking that football teamagain?”She scoffed at that, her jaw dropping playfully. “Idon’t fuck football teams, you jerk. I don’t fuckanyone!” She said, then punching my shoulder. “You knowthat! I’m a perfect, virginal angel.” She looked away,demurely.I laughed. “You mean, it’s itchiness on the skin?”She was squirming in her skin and clearly hadn’t let oneverything about her predicament. “No, dummy, not onthe skin. It’s not like crabs or something. It’s like,inside. I don’t know. I think it’s a hormone thingbecause I’ve just been really, you know, lately.”I was pretty sure what she meant but I wanted her tosuffer, so I played dumb. “I know? No, I don’t know?What is it?”She sighed and rolled her eyes with a pleasant smile,knowing that I was savoring her unpleasantness. “I’vebeen feeling, like, you know, excited, more often,lately. When I get like that, it feels like I have thisitch, down there, and inside, that wants to be itched.Oh gosh, I’m not talking to you about this. You’re sucha c***d!” she laughed.We both laughed and I embraced her with my right arm,pulling her a few inches towards me. I wanted toreassure her but still couldn’t keep a straight faceand neither could she. “Ok, ok, I’m sorry. Let’s beserious.” I said, through cracks of laughter. “You meanyou get horny?”She laughed, but when I said the word ‘horny’ I couldsee her eyes widen for just that moment. She tried tonot laugh but couldn’t, even as she answered. “Yes,dumbass, I get horny. Geez.”I thought it was so cute and sexy that my little sisterwas admitting to me that she had been getting hornylately and didn’t know why. It was so revealing andhonest and a bit disturbing that she’d tell me. It wasendearing that she’d share that with me and I wantedher to feel glad about doing so. But I was still goingto tease her about it. “Aww, so baby sister’s puss hasbeen getting hungry lately?” I laughed.She knew there was no hiding from my jabs so she justlowered her eyes, swallowed her pride and accepted theverbal jabs. “Yes, ok, yes. My pussy’s been hungrylately.”We were both still chuckling uncontrollably. “So…” Iadded. “…have you been feeding it?”We both finally stopped laughing but were still smilingat the humor of it all. Katie had to think about myquestion and make sure her answer still allowed her tomaintain some dignity, seeing as that she’d bared hersexual soul to me just moments earlier. “Well, kinda, afew times.” She answered hesitantly.“Like, with your fingers?” I asked.“Yeah…” she trailed off, still a little shy aboutsharing.It was strange, but I wasn’t really turned on talkingabout this obviously sexual topic. I think it wasbecause I respected Katie so much that I was genuinelylistening to her plight. I cared and wasn’t justlistening so I could hear more juicy details that Icould use to fuel a ferocious masturbation sessionlater on.“Well, hey…” I said. “We all get that way sometimes.If you want, maybe I can get you something to helpthings, like a dildo or something. I don’t know.”She looked up at me and had a genuine look ofgratefulness on her face.“You mean, like a rubber thingie?” she asked in a cuteand na?ve way.I looked at her and her naivety spawned a question inmy mind. I wondered if she was still a virgin or not.“Hey, can I ask you something?” I asked.“Sure.” She replied.“Are you still… well, have you ever done it? I mean,with a guy.”“It?” she inquired. “As in, ‘sex’?“Yeah.” I answered, almost petrified at the prospect ofan answer. If she’d confirmed my worst fears and said‘yes’, the thought of some douche bag grunting andsweating over my perfect angel beşiktaş escort of a sister would besickening.She tucked a lock of hair behind her ear, her eyestrying to find a way to answer without seeming to soundeither not too na?ve or not slutty, depending on theanswer. “Well, I’ve kissed a few guys and a few of themfelt me up, but I didn’t do anything beyond that.”“Are you serious?” I asked . “Because sometimes girlssay stuff like that because they feel ashamed ifthey’re not virgins.”Her eyes resigned to their fate. “Well, I did go downon a guy once.”“Oh, you gave him a blowjob?” I asked.“Yeah.”“But he didn’t fuck you?” I asked again, with firmresolve.She shook her head. I believed her and was relieved. Iloosened up.“Did you like it?” I asked. “Giving a blowjob.”She shrugged. “It was ok. He tried to cum in my mouthbut I pulled him out of my mouth and he kind of came onmy cheek and shoulder. I wasn’t very good at it. Ithink he was irritated because as he came I didn’t knowwhat to do and he kinda yelled at me to jerk him offwhile he was cumming. I kind of stank at it, I guess.We didn’t really hang out after that. That was, like, ayear ago.”I had to admit that hearing my little angel, Katie,talk about giving head and getting cummed on definitelygot me hard and it was not only confusing for me, butalso uncomfortable. If Katie had leaned forward a fewinches, she’d feel my hard-on against her tummy. Itried to sort of arch my back and pull my crotch awayfrom her without it seeming too obvious.I couldn’t help it. She looked so incredibly cute. Soshy and cuddled up less than a foot away from me. Shewas irresistible. The fact that she could barelymaintain eye contact with me while she told me aboutgiving head was so adorable. I just wanted to leanforward, pull her towards me and embrace her, but mycurrent physical state made that impossible.“So, what about you?” she finally asked, looking up atme, with an innocent longing in her eyes.“What about me?” I asked. The mood in the room was nowfar from silly and light-hearted. After Katie bared hersoul to me not only about having urges as of late andabout giving her first blowjob, the room just felt abit warmer. My hard-on was definitely not helpingthings.“Yeah…” she added. “Are you still a virgin?”I felt horrible about having to tell those beautifuldark eyes that I had been with other girls. Not many,mind you, but one was just as bad as a hundred, Iimagined. I could tell by the look in her eyes that shewanted me to say ‘yes’ as badly as I wished I could sayit. So the best thing I felt I could do is just tellthe truth. “I’ve been with a few girls, yeah.”Like I expected, I could almost see her heart sinkthrough the look in her eyes. But she came backstrongly. “How many? A lot?” she asked, her voice wasbeing spoken in hush, very intimate tones. Consideringwe were less than a foot apart, her voice was stillbarely audible.We were both very comfortable at this point. We wereboth baring our souls to each other and it wasstrangely intimate. Our barriers were completely downand I knew I could tell her anything and I can onlyassume she felt the same. I had to almost reminisceabout a time when Katie was just ‘my sister’. When Ilooked into her eyes now, what I saw was a beautifulyoung treasure that I felt grateful for just knowing.We were both sort of lost in the love game and weseemed anchored to each other because we knew that evenif we failed at finding love in the outside world, we’dstill have each other and our friendship was morepowerful than even a love we could ever find with otherpeople. Our bond was closer.I remembered her question. “Not a lot. Seven, I think.”Her eyes widened and she seemed to not fancy theanswer. “Seven? Wow. That’s… a lot.”I smiled and tried to play it off. “Not really. I mean,I’m 4 years older than you so I’ve just had more time.I haven’t been with a girl in almost a year.” My answerdidn’t help much. Katie’s expression was still one ofindifference.“So, do any of those girls still call you?” she asked.“Oh, no. Not in awhile. I doubt I’ll hear from any ofthem ever again. Some of them moved away. It’s notreally a big deal.”“Mm-hmm.” She muttered, obviously not as cheerful orreceptive as before. It was as if her cheery demeanorgot up and walked out, leaving the rest of Katie therefor me. I was losing her, I could tell by the look inher face, as her eyes wandered down. I had to thinkfast.I touched her left shoulder and smiled. “Come on,Katie. What’s wrong? So I slept with a few girls a fewyears ago. Does that make me a horrible person?”She slowly shrugged up her shoulder to get me to removemy hand, which I did, along with my smile. She lookeddown with complete apathy. “I guess I just expectedmore from you. I don’t know. So, would you just sleepwith these girls on the first date, or what? As quickas you could get them into bed?”I stared at her for a second, speechless.“Katie, listen, I’m a guy, ok? A single guy. I wouldhang out with a girl I was interested in and, afterawhile, if I found out she was interested in me, thingswould just happen. But every girl I slept with, Ialways hoped it would be something more. I don’t sleepwith anyone unless I care about them. Obviously,though, they didn’t care enough about me to want tokeep hanging out with me. Is that my fault?”She thought for a second and then answered with apainfully calm demeanor. “I… I think I’m going tosleep in my bed tonight.”Without making eye contact again, she slowly slidbackwards off the bed and stood up. I quickly stood upand made for the door, closing it before she couldleave. She stopped, not protesting to my having closedthe door. She just stood there, arms crossed, as if shewas holding herself, eyes fixed to the floor.“Katie, wait. Look at me.” I said. But she refused todo what I asked.I put my forefinger under her chin and lifted her faceto mine. She finally made eye contact with me.“What is wrong? I don’t understand. Everything was sonice. It’s been so great for weeks and then I mentionabout a few girls I was with years ago and youinstantly get cold with me.” I said, desperate to knowwhat I’d done, but she just looked at me like she wasafraid of me. “I’ve been with a few girls, yes, but Idon’t go out every weekend looking for girls to justhave sex with. You know me. You should know me betterthan that.”Her eyes started to well up with tears. I couldn’tunderstand it. I caressed her cheek.After a few moments, she spoke. “I’m sorry.”It was so deeply sincere and heartfelt. I felt likeapologizing to her for her having apologized to me. Iturned to her and caressed her right cheek with my lefthand, looking into her eyes. “I didn’t know why you hadgotten so mad at me.” I said. “I mean, you’re the onlygirl in my life, and that’s how I want it to stay.You’re my best friend, Katie. I love you. You’re thebest sister any guy could ask for. I don’t want to loseyou.”Tears were almost welling up in her eyes as she lookedup at me. “I don’t want us to fight like that again.”She pleaded.“Come on, Katie. You know how I feel about you. You’reeverything I want in a girl. Smart, funny, sweet, kind,extremely cute. But most of all you’re my best friend.”She looked down, understanding what I’d meant andapparently feeling the same as I did. “I know. I feelthe same way.”We were both still smiling, but now we were looking ateach other with such a pure fondness. Strangely, thesilence had become unbearable. The look she was givingme was the kind of look that led to babies. I couldfeel a stir in my boxers and had to break the ice.“Hey, you wanna watch a movie in my room?” I asked.“Sure.” She said.We went up to my room and as I was setting up the TVwith a DVD, Katie sat down at my computer desk andstarted randomly clicking on stuff on the screen.“Hey.” She said. “What kind of movies do you have savedon your computer?”“Nothing much.” I said. “Mostly some cartoons.”“And a lot of porn, huh?” she said with a devilishsmile.I stood up and walked over to the computer, turning offthe screen. “Yes.” I said smiling.She switched the monitor back on. “Come on, I want tosee too.” She said. “Show me some.”I thought for a second, looking at her judgmentally,still smiling.“Please?” she asked, with a grin I couldn’t turn down.“Ok. Here…” I said as I opened a video program on thecomputer. I opened the file folder and started slowlyskimming through them. It showed thumb-nailed images ofthe first frame of each video. Katie was sittingforward, looking intently at each thumb-nailed image.“Ooh! How about this one?” she said as she pointed atone image.“Ok.” I said as I clicked on it, opening the file, uponwhich the video started playing.“So, what happens in this one?” she asked withouttaking her eyes from the screen.“Umm, well, the guy cums inside the girl by the end ofit.” I said.She looked at me. “Inside?” she said, scrunching herface.“Yeah.” I replied.“But wouldn’t she get pregnant?” she asked, now moreintently.“Mmm, I think they give the girl some kind ofspermicide stuff that she puts inside before they doit. Either that or she takes one of those morning-afterpills. That or both.” I said.“So that kind of thing works? Makes it so you can’t getpregnant?” she asked, deeply inquisitive.“Sure. Well, like 99% effective, I think.” I said, andthen had a thought. “Hey, this better not be giving youany ideas. I don’t want you banging guys right and leftwithout protection because of something I said.” I saidwith a laugh.“No…” she said, chortling. “I was just wondering isall…”I was sly to her curiosity. “Yeah, wondering is whatgets a lot of cute girls like you in trouble.”“Oh, stop it…” she said, gently pushing on my legwith her hand.I smiled and walked away, lying down on my bed andturning the DVD on. I sat and watched my movie whileKatie was glued to my computer screen. She was nowleaning forward, her head propped up by her right hand,her arm resting on the computer desk.“You can use my headphones to hear it if you want.” Isuggested.“Oh, ok!” she said, reaching for the headphones andputting them on.I went back to watching my movie. The porno she waswatching lasted about 15 minutes. As I glanced over ather over the course of the duration of the porno, Inoticed her legs would squirm slowly and she’d rub herknees together. Very gently and very slowly, but shewas definitely squirming in my chair as she watched it.I wondered “Was she somehow masturbating?” I tried notto survey her too long in case she turned around.After the clip was over, I noticed her close theprogram. She spun around in my computer chair.“Hey, I gotta go to the bathroom. I’ll be right back.”She said as she got up and walked out of the bedroom.“Ahh…” I thought. She was probably doing the peedance when here I thought she was rubbing her thighstogether to masturbate. I felt a bit ashamed, but onlyfor a split second.I sat and watched TV for awhile until I realized thatKatie had been in the bathroom for over ten minutes.Just as I pondered that, Katie came in, seemingly lightas a feather. She exhaled deeply, then smiled, andjumped onto the bed next to me. She was lying on hertummy, propping her upper body up on her elbows. Shelooked down on the magazine I was flipping through.“So…” I said. “Did you like that porno?”She looked perplexed for a moment. “Yeah, but I kind ofwondered why he came inside her. You couldn’t see himcum or anything.” She said.“I know. But you saw it drip out at the end, right?” Iasked.“Yeah, but they didn’t show him actually shoot it out.”She said.She thought for a second. “Is that the sort of thingyou’re into? Seeing the guy cum inside the girl?” Sheseemed genuinely concerned, but in a sexuallyinquisitive way.“Umm, yeah. Kinda.” I answered.“Why?” she asked boldly and bluntly as she laid on herside, facing me. We were only inches apart on the bednow.I didn’t have an answer that wouldn’t have come off asstrange. For some reason, I like watching videos likethat because of the potential risk of the girl gettingknocked up. It’s some weird fascination with me, don’task why. I figure a lot of guys probably have it, whichis why there are all these babies crawling around. It’sprobably something programmed in the male psyche, tohelp proliferate the species or some primalevolutionary programming thing. I tried to answer heras best I can.“I don’t know, I just do. Maybe it’s because of seeingthe guy and the girl risk doing that and that the girlmight get pregnant. I don’t know. It’s like people wholike NASCAR, that thrill that there might be anaccident.” I said, in hopes that would quell hercuriosity.“So you like the idea of possibly getting a girlpregnant when you have sex with her?” she asked again,still curious.I was treaded dangerous waters again. I didn’t want tosay something to have her disgusted in me and storm outlike before. I took a deep breath before I answered andwhen I did I did so with a soft, restrained tone.“Katie, I don’t want you to get mad and think I’m apervert and storm out because of something I say…” Isaid before she put her right hand on my left hand,assuring me.“Kevin, I’m past that. I’m not going to freak out. I’mjust curious about you, that’s all.”Hmph, I thought. Well, that makes this easier. I feltlike I could just speak my mind, so I did.“Well, to answer you question…” I said. “…yeah, itis kind of a turn on to think that that would happen. Apregnancy. I think it’s an issue of closeness. To me,it’s like, if a girl let’s you get her pregnant, shemust have an extreme amount of love and trust in you,so I think that’s what the turn-on is. The idea thatmaybe a girl would love me so much that when the timecame for me to, you know, that she wouldn’t tell me topull out. I don’t know, I’m probably just a pervert.” Ilaughed. Katie laughed with me.“No, you’re not a pervert. I think it’s a cute andsweet reason. So, to you, a girl letting you cum insideher is like an admission of true love for you?” sheasked.“Yeah, I think it’s because I don’t have a lot of trustin girls and a girl can tell you anything and be lying,but if she entrusts her body with you that much to justcompletely give herself to you and allow you to getinside her defenses and give her a c***d, it’s like hersaying ‘I trust you and have faith in you, do what youwant with me.’ It’s special and not the kind of emotionthat can be faked because a baby is something that islife-changing and the baby represents the joining ofthe guy and the girl and kind of a symbol of love, orsomething.” I said.She was looking into me so deeply.“Does it sound like I’ve been thinking a lot aboutthis?” I joked. She smiled back.“Can I ask you something?” she asked.“Sure.” I said.“Do you trust me?” she asked, her words deep and true.“I sure hope so. I’m admitting all this perverted stuffto you.” I said with a laugh.“It’s not perverted. It’s sweet. So I guess I canassume you do trust me?” she asked.“Yes, I do trust you.”She smiled again.“Can I ask something again?” she asked, her facescrunched up like it had been before, as if she thoughtshe was annoying me, which she wasn’t.“Of course.”“Well, if you could have your girlfriend dress up, whatwould you have her dress up as? What would be yourfantasy?” she asked.“Oh wow…” I said, wondering if I really wanted toreveal anymore of the inner workings of my mind,knowing how I, at times, felt ashamed at what I foundsexually exciting. Even though, I’m sure my tastes weresomewhat banal and common, I still felt naturallyashamed about them.Katie goaded me on with a keen smile. “Come on, you cantell me. I’ll answer whatever question you want to askme afterwards, then, to make it fair.”I sighed with a smile and tried to make my answer andmy delivery as straight-forward and uneventful aspossible. “Well, I don’t know. A girl in a Catholicschool uniform is never a bad thing.” I chuckled.She smiled. “You mean, the one with the plaid skirt andhigh socks?” she asked.“Yeah.” I said.“That’s a cute uniform! I like the socks they wear.”“Yeah.” I said. Even though the topic we werediscussing could have been very uncomfortable, the moodin the room was very calm and friendly, intimate. Threewords that basically summed up the last several weeksbetween Katie and I.“I think dressing up for my boyfriend would turn me onif it turned him on.” She said.“Wow, that’s actually a really generous way to look atit. Whatever guy gets you is definitely going to belucky and happy in the bedroom.” I laughed.She giggled. “Well, does that make you lucky and happy,too, since we’re in your bedroom?”I did genuinely feel lucky and beyond happy. Here I waslying in bed with my dream girl and everything wasperfect and deep down in my heart, I knew that Icouldn’t follow it. I couldn’t do what my heart wastelling me to do which was lean forward, take her facein my hands and give her the most gentle, passionatekiss I’d ever given any girl in my life. I so wanted todo that, so much that the willpower it took not to doit made my body ache. I had to fight against myself andmy urges to keep from doing it.The longer I looked in her beautiful, angelic, darkeyes, I wasn’t sure how much longer my better judgmentwould be in control of my baser instincts, my urges. Itwas like a violent, needy body of water building andforcing itself against a dam, the dam being logic andsense, the surging waters being desire and passion. AllI could do was smile.“Yes, I do feel very lucky and very happy. You make mevery happy.” I gently brushed a few strands of hairfrom her face. I wanted to kiss her so badly.As I touched her face, she inched towards me evencloser, we were now mere inches from each other.“You know, if and when I ever get a boyfriend, I hopehe’s like you.” She whispered.“Gimme a hug.” I boldly demanded, and gave her a big,strong hug and as I did, I whispered into her ear. “Didyou go finger yourself after watching that pornoearlier?”Katie burst out laughing as we broke the hug justenough for me to see her face. “Did you go peek in thebathroom door or something?”I chuckled. “I didn’t have to. I noticed your legsrubbing together when you were watching it, then youconveniently went to the bathroom after so I figuredyou either had to pee badly or you were getting ‘itchy’while watching that porno and had to go relieveyourself.”She had this devilish grin smeared across her face.“So, everyone does it. With all those pornos you have,I’m sure you do too, right?”I laughed. “Yeah, I was just messing with you. But,from now on, anytime you want something to help get youin the mood to finger yourself, you can watch mypornos, ok?”“Gee, thanks, Kevin.” She stated sarcastically.“Just don’t start fingering yourself while I’m in theroom…” I said, laughing still.“Oh, shut up, you’d probably like it.” She joked.“I probably would…” I joked back.There was an uncomfortable silence. It seemed likeKatie was building up courage to say something. Therewas hesitancy in her mannerisms, in her eyes.“Is that what got you so hard the other night?” sheblurted out innocently.I look at her dumbfounded, my jaw agape.“Did the thought of me playing with myself get you likethat?” she added, curiously, still soft and unassuming.I stuttered. My brain raced to cook up a phony excusebut Katie was hypnotizing me with her eyes and my mindwas rendered incapable of complex thought. I tried tomuster up some form of explanation.“Katie… I’m sorry. It wasn’t intentional. I?you feltthat?” I asked.She looked down coyly, tucking her hair behind her ear.“Uhh, yeah. I could feel you get hard against my, youknow, my… butt.” She giggled c***dishly.I looked down, swollen with disgust for myself. “Katie,I’m so sorry…”She saved me from destroying what little was left of mydignity. Placing a caring hand on my hand, she lookedinto my eyes with those deep dark pools of hers.“Kevin, it’s ok. It’s not like you’re the only one thatgets turned on.”“Yeah, but it’s easy to notice if I get turned on,especially if your butt is pressed up against mycrotch.” I laughed.She giggled bashfully. “Can I ask you something?”“Uh-oh, I don’t know…” I chuckled nervously.“When you got out of bed the other day and you wentinto the bathroom and I asked you if you were ok, didyou… you know?”I smiled, trying to goad her onto say somethingnaughty. “No, I don’t know. What?”She smiled, rolling her eyes and sighing. “You know…did you… beat off?”She looked so incredibly cute as she struggled throughthat question. I figured I’d let her off the hook.“Well, what do you think?”She feigned offense, tightening her face in a cutesygrimace. “I don’t know… you tell me.”I laughed. “Yeah, I didn’t do a real good job ofkeeping quiet, did I?”“No, I knew you were probably doing something.” Sheteased.“I hope it didn’t gross you out too much.”“No… not at all.” She said candidly. “Actually, Ikinda got turned on by it and I… oh gosh…”I was drowning in anticipation, waiting for her toconfess.“My hands kinda started to roam before you walked inand when you did, I stopped.”“Wow, really?” I asked, stunned.“Yeah.”“See, you got it easy though, if you get turned on, I’dnever know. I get turned on and I have to walk funnyand cover my crotch.” I laughed.“That’s sooo not true. It’s not easy for me either.Whenever I get wet, you’re usually around since we hangout so much and I have to just sit there or lie there,afraid that it might show on the outside of my shortsor panties or something… It sucks.” She chuckled.That got me very curious. “Really? Like, how often areyou wet? I know you mentioned before about having that‘itchy’ problem but do you get like that a lot?”“What? Wet?” she asked.“Yeah.”Her eyes scanned down and away. She didn’t want to comeout and confess anything and I could tell. I kind ofwished I could’ve taken back that personal question,but we had been so close I didn’t think she would takeoffense to it.“Yeah, kind of a lot. I don’t know, maybe it’s becauseI’m not used to being around guys and you’re a guy andwe’ve been so affectionate lately and I’m not used tothat either. It’s no big deal. I don’t want to bug youwith that kind of stupid stuff.”“Like I want to get hard while we’re spooning? That’shumiliating, Katie!” I jested.She didn’t laugh, but instead was solemn. “Youshouldn’t feel humiliated, Kevin. I actually…” shepaused, wondering if she should continue. “I actuallythought it was sweet. The thought that maybe I hadsomehow got you turned on.”I joined her solemnity. “Well, what else could’veturned me on? Unless I’m one of those sickos who getsturned on watching horror movies…” I laughed.She smiled but the conversation was too serious for herto break her solemnity.“So, was it me that turned you on that night?” shefinally asked, her eyes beaming into mine.My eyes widen, surprised by the question, having beencaught off-guard. That was a major question that, ifanswered, would be of major consequence. I answered asbest I could: honestly. “Well… yeah, I can’t lie toyou. Yeah, you turned me on.”Her face didn’t move, still focused with steelyresolve, her eyes still searching mine for furtherdetails within my brief answer. She didn’t seemappalled by my answer, or disappointed, she seemedgenuinely fascinated by it. I knew my answer wasn’tenough. She wanted more, and part of me wanted to tellher more.“What can I say? I guess it was tough lying there withyou in that position, considering we were both in ourunderwear and that I hadn’t been with a girl in ages. Iforgot what it was like to be so intimate with agirl…” I admitted.There was a slight revelation in her eyes. “Ohhh, Isee. So it’s just because you haven’t been with a girlin a long time. Okay.” The deepness in her eyes wasebbing away. I had to reassure her.“Katie, no, no, that’s not it at all. Should I feel badbecause you get wet around me and assume that the onlyreason you do is because I’m just a guy and you’d getwet around anyone?” I proposed.That got Katie thinking. The look in her face confessedto me that she felt wrong for the recent accusation.She looked back up at me.“I’m sorry. I don’t get wet around you just because…I do because you’re you.”“And that’s why I get turned on around you, becauseyou’re you, okay?”She nods, conceding to my theory.“Goodness, Katie…” I joked. “…what are we going todo with each other? I’d better move out before we dosomething we’ll regret.” I said, letting out a heartychuckle.Katie giggled at my comment, but straightened up quick,grabbing at my hands. “You’d better not ever move outor I swear I’ll hunt you down and beat the heck out ofyou!”She got more aggressive and start assailing me,tickling my chest and arms. I fended her off. “What?You’d beat me off?” I teased.She feigned being shocked and attacked me even fiercer.“Yeah, you’d like that, wouldn’t you?”I still couldn’t refrain from laughing under thebarrage of her clawed hands. I was shuffling around,giggling like a kindergartener. “If we didn’t know eachother, of course! And I wouldn’t even yell at you orcum on your shoulder.”Still smiling, she slowed her tickling to a stop.“Well, where would you then?”“Where would I what?”“Cum. Where would you cum?”“Where would I cum? Like, in what situation? Youbeating me off? Us having sex?”“Making love.” She corrected.“What?” I asked, confused..“We’d never ‘have sex’, if we did it, it’d be makinglove.”“Oh… ok. Well, if we were making love?” I asked.“Yeah. If you didn’t know me and we were making loveand you had your choice of where to cum, where wouldyou?”“You mean like face, mouth, tits, ass…?” I asked.“Anywhere.”I pondered the most endearing and painfully beautifulquestion I’d ever been asked. I put my finger to mylips as my eyes wandered off, I sarcastically played asif I had been asked the great Question of the Universe.“Where would I cum if we were making love?…”Katie’s eyes were wide and set firmly on me, waitingfor an answer.“Well…” I said. “I’d probably wait until you wereextremely lost in our lovemaking and, without warningyou, I’d just squirt it in you.” I burst out laughing.Again, she feigned shock and started poking and shovingat me.“You jerk! I can’t believe you’d do that! If you everdid that, you better either be prepared to drive me tothe doctor’s office for one of those ‘morning after’pills or get ready to be a daddy.” She smiled, droppingthe masquerade and showing how much fun she was having.“Or an even smarter thing to do would be to get thepills before so, just in case of a slip up, you’ve gota backup plan.”“Wow… so you must’ve plotted something like thisbefore, huh, since you love the idea of cumming insidegirls?”“Oh, stop, Katie…” I laughed. “That weird, sick thingI’m fascinated with only works when the girl gives mepermission. I’m not some scumbag who knocks up girlsand runs for the hills…”“I know, I was just playing with you…” she said,touching my chest.“You’re playing with me?” I joked sarcastically.“Ugh!” she grunted with fake outrage, punching meagain.We were having too much fun, so much so there should’vebeen a law. Technically, there were laws against thesort of stuff I’m sure we wanted to do to each other.“Kinda sucks to think that if one of us had only had adifferent set of parents we could be having an awfullot of fun right now…” she imagined, a playful scowlon her face.“Yeah, but if we didn’t have the same parents it’sdoubtful we’d know each other or that we’d be hereright now. And if we had different parents and wereboth here right now and had our fun, within a year ortwo from now we’d be juggling a nursery of k**s.” Ijoked.“So you’d have me barefoot and pregnant constantly?”“Probably…” I chuckled.“I think if we had k**s you’d make a great daddy.”“You think so?” I asked.“Yeah.” She said as she crawled towards me, wrappingher arms around me tightly. I returned her embrace aswe lay there cuddling.Overcome with elation, wrapped in our warm embrace, weglanced over at the TV. There was a baby foodcommercial, a cherubic infant cooing and giggling.Katie held me closer.“Awwww…” she cooed. “…how cute.” Then she frownedin a cutesy way. “I want a baby.”I felt a tinge in my crotch. She said that in such aseductive way, I was spellbound. Her delivery sent ashiver down my spine and made my penis thump and swell,bringing me back to a few days ago with the infamousspooning incident. We weren’t quite so close togetherto engender panic in me, but I had to try and tame thewild b**st fighting to grow in my boxers. Katie lookedup at me with those big, doe eyes which didn’t help.“Kevin, aren’t babies cute?” her eyes still on mine.“Of course. But before you start wanting a baby, you’dbetter find a good man and be in a long-termrelationship. I don’t want you letting some scragglycreep knock you up and then him running.” I smiled.“Kevin, you know me. Besides, the way I’m going, by thetime I meet a decent guy and have been in a long-termrelationship, my eggs will have dried up.” She laughed.“Nah, you’ll find a guy long before then. If you wentout and just started hanging out with people, a guywould snatch you up in no time.”“To be honest with you, I don’t really want to findsomeone. I’m happy the way things are.” She confessedher eyes warm and loving. “I’m happier with you thansome guy that I’m not sure if he’ll hurt me or not. Iknow you’d never hurt me.” Her eyes looked up at mewith a longing.Another uncomfortable silence before Katie spoke upagain, this time a bit uneasy, trying to find strengthas she spoke each word.“Kevin, I was thinking something, and if I sound crazy,just tell me and I’ll shut up and never mention itagain, ok?”“Okay.” I said, my curiosity having been peaked.She spoke as if she was walking on eggshells. Verydelicately. “Well, I was thinking that if, afterawhile, like say, five years, if I don’t at least havea boyfriend that maybe you could… donate… somestuff so I could have a baby. Before I get old andcan’t have any, that is.”“Donate?” I asked, not quite sure of what she meantinitially. Then, my brain kicked in and the thought wasalmost too unbelievable that I had to make sure she wasthinking what I thought she was. “As in…”“You know…” she said, her eyes hopeful and innocent.It still took a moment to sink in. “Donate? Like…sperm?”Katie seemed overcome with regret, shaking her headc***dishly. “It sounds so stupid. I’m sorry, justforget I said it. I don’t know what I was thinking.”Without letting her drag the conversation down, Iinterrupted. “So, would I go to a lab and give them asample or would I be ‘donating’ the old fashioned way?”She stopped her downward spiral of regret, my wordspulling her back into her initial mindset, her eyes metmine again.“What’s ‘the old fashioned way’? she asked with suchna?ve cuteness.“Duh. What do you think?” I laughed.She cracked a reflexive smile. “Okay, okay, now I know.I was actually thinking that, especially since I knownow that you probably would get some enjoyment out ofit, we’d actually be helping each other in a way, youknow? You’d get to create a life with someone who lovesyou and you’d be giving me a baby.”I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. Katie basicallyconfessed, in a way, that she wanted to have my baby.Well, as a last resort, but even still. She wanted tomake my fantasy come true, but based on the rules ofthe proposition it might not ever happen. I knew thatsomeone would realize Katie was a jewel and wouldsnatch her up, but I was flattered nonetheless.“Katie, of course I’d be willing to help you, but Idon’t want you asking me to do this for you when I’msure tons of guys would want to be with you.” Ioffered.“Unless a guy comes along who is exactly like you, Iwouldn’t want to have a baby with anyone.” She said.“So, would you want me to help you with the baby?”“You wouldn’t have to help me raise the baby, but it’dbe nice if you’d want to see it from time to time.”“Of course I would!” I said with a joyous chuckle. “Iwant k**s someday and I’d rather it be with someone Ilove rather than a mistake with someone I’d regrethaving slept with afterwards.”She smiled and looked away. “I was hoping you’d saythat.”“Although I doubt that’ll ever happen because in notime some guy is going to stumble onto you and realizewhat a find you are and is going to scoop you up forhimself.” I exclaimed.“Not if I don’t go outside.” She joked with a mockseriousness.“Oh, you’ll go outside eventually. I’ll make you.” Ichuckled.“So what, you want some other guy to take me away fromyou?”I could tell she was serious that time. The look in hereyes was deep and fierce.“Katie…” I said. “Of course not, I love having youaround. I think you’d make a great mother. But I wantyou to be happy, that’s all. I just want you to makesure you test the waters before settling on me.”“Kevin, I’ve had boyfriends. I’ve known lots of guysand none of them compare to you. I’m a big girl andknow what I want.”“And you want me?” I asked with a stone-cold, unmovablesternness.She looked at me for a second or two and then with thesoftest, gentlest voice, she spoke. “Yes.”I raised my hand to her face and caressed it. “Ok then.I guess it’d be a waste of time to wait if you’vealready made your decision.”“So then, we don’t have to wait five years?”“Not if you don’t want to, but we should wait forawhile to at least save up some money, plan where we’regoing to move because we can’t live here if we’re goingto be making babies.” I chuckled.“Ok…” she said, her voice trembling, almost broughtto tears.I held her close. “I love you, Katie.”Her eyes closed, head buried into my chest, shewhispered back. “I love you, too.”Out of nowhere Katie leaned forward and gave me a quickpeck on the lips. It was painfully soft and wet. Shecouldn’t look at me after that, she didn’t have thecourage. Still facing me, her eyes looked away, notknowing what to say. Hell, I didn’t know what to say,but I knew what I wanted to do.I just looked at her with an adoration I’d never feltup to this point. I felt the dam of will power breakingwithin me. I reached up and caressed her cheek and thenI leaned forward boldly, traveling those few inchesthat felt like miles. My lips were hungry for hers.I whispered, “Katie…” and then I gave her a gentlekiss. We both closed our eyes and enjoyed the moment,savored it.At first my mouth was closed, but with the next kiss Iopened my mouth slightly and as our lips met again, Iheard that beautiful sound of our lips meshing. I neverwanted to stop hearing that sound, but the sensation,the feeling was impossibly even better than the sound.Katie was a little more than limp at first, but as wekissed, her passion gained fervor. I felt heaven as shekissed me back. Her lips were so soft but her mouth wasso excruciatingly wet and hot and inviting. My lipswould brush against the insides of her lips as wekissed and I tasted that nectar, the warmth and heat inher mouth.The more we kissed, the more passionate it became, eventhough it was still slow, soft and gentle, the desirebehind each kiss gained in intensity, our mouthsopening more each time. The first kiss was a peck butnow we were passionately entwined. Our arms came up aswe held each other close, wrapping ourselves into one.I could feel the gentle and pure craving in herembrace. By now, I had a full erection, rock hard andhungry and pressing against Katie’s tummy. Now I didn’tcare if she noticed it or not. In fact, I gently pushedforward, pressing my hard-on into her belly, makingsure she felt it.She pulled away from our kiss and then looked downbetween us at the rigid, throbbing meat growing in myboxers and nuzzling up against her tummy. She looksawestruck, her mouth slightly agape, her eyes focusedon it. Then she looked up at me. “Kevin, you’re hard?”I only nodded as no words were needed. We were bothwrithing against each other, stroking, caressing andrubbing. She returned the motion, pushing back on myerection with her tummy.Curiously and precociously, she reached forward andrested her left hand atop the apex of the tent that myerection had built out of my boxers. I could feel thepressure of her little hand on the tip of my cock andlet out a low groan. It felt incredible.“Can I touch it?” she asked with such inquisitivewonder.“Uh huh.” I blurted out.I knew she’d seen a cock before, even had one in hermouth, but the naivety in her voice and her delicate,carefully measured gestures as she hovered over mine,asking to explore it were so mesmerizing, soseductively overpowering that I didn’t dare imaginewhat the next hour or so would entail or I’d riskblowing my load right then and there before any funcould begin.With my permission given, Katie began to free my hard-on from its confines, undoing the buttons on my boxersone by one until they were all undone. And with a lookof exquisite anticipation on her face, she delicatelywormed her hand into my boxers. I felt her wrap herlithe, warm fingers around my pulsing girth and attemptto pull it from the restraining fabric. With a bit ofgentle pressure, my cock popped out. I heard her uttera faint gasp as she saw it.She playfully admired it; slowly running her fist upand down its length, studying it’s every nuance. Ishifted in place, my body involuntarily reacting toevery minute sensation that her tiny hand on my cockpresented. It was so sensitive that with every inch sheexplored, she’d brush a nerve that’d send electricitydown my spine, causing my body to twitch. I could feelthe contours of her fingers on my cock and it wasincredible.She looked at me with those big, beautiful eyes, herlip hanging so innocently. I could’ve blown my load allover her tank top right there. She was begging forinstruction as her eyes explored mine. She wanted toplease me, to give me release, to reward me for everynice thing I’d ever done for her. She wanted to repayme for being the guy that every other guy wasn’t. Shewanted me to teach her how to be a woman, the type ofwoman who knows how to please the man she loves.She had drawn me into her naivety and my mind wasclouded with thoughts of her. I’d forgotten every othersexual act I’d ever shared with a woman, every act,every orgasm. I was a virgin again, with her, and wewere going to lose our virginity to each other. Whenthe time came that I penetrated her, I would claim hervirginity, but she would also claim virginity from me,my first time for being truly in love in a way I neverimagined was possible.“Does this feel nice?” she asked, hoping forinstruction.My eyes were finding it hard to stay open. I was inecstasy and could barely speak coherently. I could onlywhisper a ‘yes.’She looked back down on my cock, still very slowingexploring its length. In fact, she didn’t even have afirm grip on it, her fingers only very lightly madecontact with my cock as she went through the motions.It was intoxicating. I could feel my eyes rolling backin rapture.“Am I doing it right?” she asked, so sweet.I caressed her face. “Yes, sweetie.”“I love you.” She responded.“I love you too.”She leaned forward and I took note, leaning forward andgently kissing her. Our mouths began to merge, our eyesclosed and we were melded together in bliss. We beganto kiss more passionately as Katie’s strokes becamemore firm, her hand wrapping more tightly around mycock. She began stroking with increasing vigor andintensity.My tongue made its way into her mouth and met hers asthey tangled. Our exchange was wet, hot, sloppy andpassionate. It was heavenly. Her taste was soaddictive, so soft, pure, and sweet and the attentionshe was giving my cock was intimately aggressive. Shewas willing to be taken, to completely lower herdefenses in hopes that I’d lower mine as well so wecould share ourselves willingly and completely.She was still the perfectly angelic girl I’d known andloved my whole life but the dynamic to which ourrelationship was based had blossomed, transformed intosomething wholly different and beautiful.There we were, in love, engaged in a lovingly familiarembrace, our mouths entangled, and her hand feverishlystroking my rock hard cock.Her stroke slowed as she pulled away from our kiss. “Iwant to get something so I can stroke you off better,ok? Be right back.”She leaned in and stole a quick kiss before getting upand leaving the room. I heard her rifling around in thebathroom before coming back less than a minute later.She had a bottle of baby oil in her hand. I welcomedher with open arms as she lay back down in front of meand we instantly began kissing again.Her hand went right back to my cock, stroking it again.“You like stroking my cock?” I remarked.“Yeah, it’s so hard and big. When we make love, do youthink it’ll fit in me?”“Oh yeah, I’m sure of it.” I groaned.We went back to kissing as she kept stroking. After aminute or so she pulled away to look down as shedribbled a trickle of baby oil on the length of mycock. I began to kiss her neck as she lovingly appliedthe oil, spreading it over my length with her freehand. She then put the bottle aside and went back tokissing me. I felt her wrap her left hand around myoil-covered cock and shuddered at the intense pleasureof it as she began to stroke me again, still slowly butthis time with a much firmer grip.As her fist beat my cock in a pumping motion, I couldtell she hadn’t done it a lot, but she was at leasteager to satisfy me, that much was sure. And that wasjust as good as having a more experienced girl do it,more so even.Our tongues explored our mouths with growing passion. Iwanted nothing more, now, than to spurt a full load ofhot cum all over her chest. Strangely, I never evenconsidered laying her down and penetrating her fully, Iwas just enjoying the feel of my mouth wrapped aroundhers and feel the moist heat flooding into mine fromhers. I was also addicted without apology to thefeeling of her little, girlish fingers fondling andstroking my rigid member, urging it to spurt lovingropes of joy for her.It had been forever since I’d been in such an intimateexchange with a girl and all past rendezvous paled incomparison to the fire I felt with Katie. It was thenthat I realized how deeply in love with her I was. Shehad only been jerking me for several minutes when Ifelt the tickling, swelling urge grow from inside mystomach and flow from my crotch and into the narrowcanal of my cock.The only time we spoke was to whisper ‘I love you’s inbetween kisses. We were so tightly bound, it was if wewere in a cocoon. You couldn’t tell where one ended andthe beylikdüzü escort other began.The love that had began in my stomach and funneled intomy cock was building and was anxious to make anexplosive exit. I could feel it and wouldn’t be able tohold back much longer.“Sweetie, I’m getting ready. I’m gonna cum soon, ok?”She looked at me with urgency, almost panicking. “Doyou want me to keep stroking as you cum?”“Yeah. I’ll tell you when to stop, ok?”“Ok.” She said, wanting desperately to do it right.I felt the deluge of cum building within me; I couldn’thold it back any longer. A dribble of cum trickled outof the tip of my cock, running down the shaft,lubricating it and Katie’s hand.“Katie, I’m gonna cum.” I urged.Finally, I erupted, launching thick, warm ropes of jismthat splattered on Katie’s tanktop. She jerked inresponse, flinching as spurt after thick spurt gushedonto her. She kept pumping my cock goading on eachexplosive jet of semen. The feeling was so intense thatI stopped breathing as I watched my baby sister fistingmy cock, my hot cum splashing on her tank top, ruiningit.She just looked on in awe as squirt after squirt cameout. After six or seven powerful blasts, the cummingslowed to a dribble, trickling down the shaft of mycock. Her hand was coated in cum.“It’s ok, sweetie, you can stop now…” I offered,which she did.She was like a student being taught by a mentor,eagerly obeying my every command. She looked down at myonly partially erect cock.“Wow, you came a lot. Did I do ok?” she asked.I leaned in and kissed her deeply. “Yes, sweetie. Youdid great.”She looked at the cum on her hand. “Can I taste it?”“Do you want to?” I wondered.“Kinda.”“Sure, go ahead.” I said.She stuck her tongue out and dipped it into a glob ofsemen on her hand. Her eyes scanned about as her tonguetasted the cum.“It’s kind of salty…” she said.“It is? Is it ok?”“Yeah, it’s ok.” She said, then licking her hand again,licking up another glob of cum and studying the tastewith her eyes.“Is it okay enough that you’d swallow it if I came inyour mouth?” I dared.“I’d try.” She said without pause.I was starting to get hard again. Her tank top wasdrenched in cum.“I’m so sorry, sweetie. Look what I did to your top?”She looked down at it. “It’s ok, I’ll wash it later…”I noticed her nipples were fully erect through her wettank top. I put my finger under her chin and raised herhead to where our eyes met. I kissed her deeply again,my tongue probing her mouth. Her tongue instantly metmine.As we kissed I rested my right hand on her tummy. Aftera few moments I felt her hand take mine and guide itonto her breast. With permission given I began to kneadand squeeze her tit through her top. She moaned withapproval into my mouth as we kissed.As I gently massaged her left tit, I could feel hernipple, erect under the attention of my hand. Forseveral minutes we laid there kissing, my hand gentlyand softly caressing her breast, her hands rubbing mychest lovingly. At this point I was rock hard again.“Can I take this off?” I asked, referring to hersweater.“Mm-hmm.” She purred.She helped me pull her top up and off, tossing itaside. She covered her breasts at first, still a bitshy.“Katie, it’s ok.” I reassured, caressing her face.“Okay.” She said as she lowered her hands, revealingher bare breasts to me.They were beautiful, silky smooth, milky white likeporcelain, plump handfuls of flawless flesh. I had seenher one of her bras in the wash recently and knew shewas a 32c. They were perfect.She looked up at me with a look so innocently seductivethat I wanted to beat off right there.“Are they big enough for you?” she asked.“Of course. They’re so beautiful, so perfect.”“Do you think they’re big enough to feed our babies?”That was the most endearing question I’d ever beenasked. I kissed her. “Of course.”We started making out again; my hand now caressing thebare flesh of her breast. I rubbed her nipple betweenmy thumb and forefinger in between cupping her tit. Icould tell it was taking effect on her, as her kissingbecame more passionate, her tongue lashing out againstmine, begging me not to stop.“Are you wet?” I asked in between quick, excitedbreaths.“Yeah…” she exhaled, her eyes shut, enraptured.Her hips were writhing, her thighs grinding together asshe said this, the same way she was rubbing her thighstogether that night she was watching my pornos. I movedmy hand from her breast, down her leg and reachedaround to her ass, squeezing it. She groaned inapprovalI ran my hand up and down her ass, resting my thumb onthe elastic band to her panties.“Baby, can I take these off?” I asked with batedbreath.Her eyes still closed, she nodded. I glanced up at heras I began to pull down on her panties and noticed herlick her lips. She wriggled her hips to allow me topull her panties past her ass and thighs. When they gotto her ankles, she kicked them off.I leaned in and we began kissing again, my hand goingstraight for her ass again, squeezing it. She moaned asI ran my hand up and down her ass. After giving her asssome attention for several minutes, I snaked my handdown on the inside of her left knee, gently lifting it.She got the message and raised her knee, exposing herpussy to me. It was shaved clean.“Baby, you shaved it?” I inquired.“Is that ok?”“Yeah… it’s great.”I licked my fingers as my lips returned to hers. Mybrought my wet fingers down to between her thighscaressing her leg starting at her raised knee, thendown to the back of her thighs then down finally to inbetween her legs. I ran my fingers down the crack ofher ass as they led to her virginal sex. As my fingerstouched her labia, Katie gasped, breaking our kiss.As we began to kiss again, I ran my middle finger upand down her slit. The slight pressure caused severaldrops of moisture to pool around my finger. As I ran mymiddle finger up and down her crevice I could feel thewetness within. I sank my middle finger into her pussyabout a half an inch before discovering that she wassopping wet. She gasped.“Baby, you’re so wet.” I said.“I know. You make me wet.”“Baby, I don’t want to risk making love right nowbecause I know I’ll get you pregnant tonight.”“Okay…”“But I can still make you cum…”Katie closed her eyes and bit her lip as I sank mymiddle finger deep into her wet pussy. I startedpumping my finger in and out as she squirmed beside me.Her pussy emitted the natural wet squishy sounds as Ifingered her.I maintained a steady finger-fucking rhythm, listeningto the pace of her breath to know when she was going tocum. After several minutes I could feeling herbreathing become more rapid. At this point, her pussywas gushing juices and she was clawing my shoulder,deeply entrenched in the sensation of having my fingerburied deep in her my sensitive and delicate of places.Her face twisted into a mask of ecstasy as she inhaleddeeply, thrust her crotch into my finger, tightened thegrip on my shoulder and froze in place. I kept pumpingmy finger and then felt her pussy tighten and startconvulsing as if it was milking my finger. Katie letout a shuddering exhale, her body shook as she loweredher ass back onto the bed and she began to violentlytremble, her lips quivering as she had her orgasm.I accommodated her, slowing the motion of my fingerwithin her, decreasing the speed as she orgasm lessenedin intensity. After a minute or so of her body gyratingaround my finger, she finally loosened up, her bodylowering onto the bed. Her breathing, while labored,became less erratic. Katie was sweating heavily and shehad a look on her face like she’d run a marathon.Pained, fatigued, her body racked with pleasure andexhaustion, traumatized by the mental and physicalexperience of it all.I slipped my finger out of her pussy, it being coveredin coats of her viscous juices, juices made by thepassion of our love.Deeply emotional after what we’d shared, Katie, still apained look on her face, leaned over to me and kissedme deeply, plunging her tongue into my mouth.“I love you…” she purred as she wrapped her armsaround my neck.As she embraced me, she felt my erection poke at herbelly.“Oh, baby, you’re hard again…” she said.She reached down and wrapped her left hand around it,tugging gently on it. The feeling was fantastic.Just like that Katie slid down and hovered over my hardcock, positioning her face over it, admiring it. I knewwhat she was going to do and braced myself for theincredible sensation, knowing what pleasure I was instore for.Like a kitten, I felt Katie lick the tip of my cock,lapping at it like it was a bowl of milk. Her tonguepanned across the head, enveloping it. I could only seethe top of her head as she serviced me, but that madeit even more intense, to be able to only see her headas her tongue worked its magic.She clearly wasn’t a pro at it but that too made thesensation that much more enjoyable, knowing that thissweet virgin didn’t know what she was doing but waswilling to forego her pride to give me pleasure. Iwanted to pay her back by burying my face in her snatchit felt so good.After a few minutes of her lapping, I finally felt thesensation that almost put me over the edge. I felt theintense warmth as she wrapped her mouth around the headof my cock, her tongue twirling around it as shesuckled it. Slowly but surely she lowered her headtaking a little bit more of it in as she bobbed herhead. She was going extremely slow, taking her timepartially to please me I assumed but also out ofinexperience.With each downward motion she’d take a little bit moreof me in, making sure to suck hard on her way up,making a loud suction sound as she reached the tip. Iplaced a hand lightly around the back of her head,rubbing it as she kept bobbing up and down on my cock.Her tongue was coating it with saliva which was nowrunning down the shaft and pooling on my crotch. Aftera minute or so she was now sucking me off in earnest.She could only take a few inches into her mouth but Iwasn’t complaining. It was easily the best blowjob I’dever received and not because it was the best butbecause it was from Katie, the woman I loved.Her head bobbed up and down at a frenetic pace, theloud slurping sounds coming in such a consistentfrequency that it was like a symphony. It was music tomy ears. All I could do was lie there, looking down inawe at my sweet sister as she gobbled at my cock. Withher right hand she held my cock at the base while sherubbed my thigh with her left hand.It had only been a few minutes but I felt the hotreserve of cum building within my cock, stirring, readyto erupt. Katie was sucking me hard and at this pointI’d be hard pressed to tell if she knew what she wasdoing or not. If she didn’t, she surely played the partwell. I could feel it coming. I was going to cum andsoon.“Sweetie, I’m gonna cum…” I blurted out.Katie didn’t respond at all, she just kept plunging herhead up and down on my cock, sucking withoutreservation. I had to warn her again that if she keptit up she was going to get a mouthful of cum.“Sweetie, I’m gonna cum. Baby…” I blurted out again,more urgently now.No response. No moans, no groans, no signal that shewas going to pull off of me, she just kept pumping andsucking away. I felt the reservoir of cum rush up mycock like lightning and knew I wouldn’t be able tocontain it.“Baby…” I uttered, gritting my teeth as my cockexploded inside Katie’s mouth.With my hand still on the back of her head, I feltKatie gag slightly, pulling back but still keeping herlips clamped tightly around my cock, guzzling my seedas I poured it in pulsing spurts down her throat.Savoring the feeling as I ejaculated, my lower bodywent numb. I could feel my balls empty themselves throbafter throb into Katie’s eager mouth. My legs felt likeall the blood was draining from them. I tried to letout a groan it felt so good, but all that came out wassilence.After several powerful jets, my cock slowed its salvoto a dribble. Katie pulled my cock out of her mouthwith a loud slurp, leaving little evidence of my orgasmbehind. She’d swallowed most of it like a trooper.There were a few drops on her lip that she licked up.I could only react to the aftermath letting out a deepgroan, that being the earliest moment that my bodywould allow me to make a sound.She smiled up at me with those beautiful eyes. “Wasthat good?”I pulled her up to me and took her in my arms, kissingher. “That was the most incredible blowjob and orgasmI’ve ever had.”She looked happily amazed. “Really?”“Yeah!” I exclaimed.We kissed deeply.“Sweetie, I’m sorry for suggesting that we not makelove tonight. I just don’t have any protection and Iwas afraid we’d get carried away… Plus I knew thateven if I had a condom I wouldn’t want to wear one withyou…”She looked down disappointed but understood. “I know.But maybe we can get some of those ‘morning-after’pills you had mentioned before. Then we don’t have toworry?”“Definitely. We should make an appointment to see adoctor.”“Okay!” she said, eyes wide.“I love you.” I said.“I love you too.”Katie and I hopped in the shower, made out for fifteenminutes before getting turned on again. She sucked meoff for ten minutes before I blew my load all over herface. Good thing we were already in the shower.A thought struck me as we stepped out of the shower.“Katie…”“Yeah?” she asked.“Why did you want to know what kind of costumes I’dwant my girlfriend to dress up in?”She looked at me. “I don’t know. I guess I just wantedto know what you like…in girls. What makes you happy.You told me about the schoolgirl thing, remember? Isaid I liked the socks they wear.”“Yeah.” I said, thinking.“Do you think I’d look cute in one of those uniforms?”she asked.The mental picture of Katie prowling around the housein a Catholic schoolgirl uniform was enough to get mealmost fully erect within five seconds. I didn’t knowwhat was behind these questions but the deeply perversenature of my mind compiled myriads of colorfulscenarios almost instantly.“You’d look incredible.”Katie coyly looked away, she probably didn’t know whatshe meant by what she’d said since she wasn’t verysexually experienced, which was good, but I was stillextremely aroused and curious.The most prevalent image that came into my mind wasKatie decked out in a cute Catholic schoolgirl uniform,her hair done up, make-up conservatively applied to herface, on her knees on the floor in front of me gentlyand passionately servicing my full erection as sheglared up at me with those perfectly virginal eyes.I thought I was going to cum right there and had to getthat vision out of my head.THE NEXT DAYKatie got a call from her friend, Tricia, the next day,asking Katie to help her shop for a baby shower giftfor one of Tricia’s aunts that were expecting. Beforeleaving, Katie gave me a big hug and a kiss on thecheek and promised to be back in a few hours.It was 11:30 in the morning so I had the house tomyself. I tidied up my room a bit, putting things inorder, cleaned up the living room, did some dishes andtook a hot shower after cleaning up.It was around 3pm when Katie finally arrived home. Shewalked in bagless, but wearing a huge smile on herface. She ran over and jumped into my arms, wrappingher legs around my waist as she peppered my neck andface with kisses.“I missed you…” she said.I smiled. “I missed you too. You come up empty-handed?”“Umm, kinda. I just watched Tricia shop mostly.”“Oh, ok! Well, do you want something to eat?”“Sure!” she replied.After dinner, we settled in to the living room,cuddling on the couch.“Kevin…” Katie said. “…was it good? Last night?”I looked at her. “Of course…”“Did you want to make love last night?” she asked.“Of course, but I didn’t want to risk it since wedidn’t have condoms. Shit! I should’ve went out andbought some. I can go out and get some if you want…”Katie leaned in seductively, resting her hand on mycrotch. “No, you don’t have to.”She drove her tongue into my mouth and we began makingout on the couch, her hand was intently rubbing mycrotch luring my cock to full rigidity in no time.I took her face in my hands as we kissed and shestroked my cock through my shorts. I badly wanted toget my shorts off so she helped me as I tugged them andmy boxers off, kicking them away. Her hand instantlywent back to my cock, her hand running up and down itslength. I moved my hands down and started kneading hertits through her shirt as she stroked me. After a fewminutes of making out, Katie pulled away, stillstroking me.“Let’s go to your room.” She said.“Okay.”I was beyond excited. I jumped up and took her in myarms. We embraced tightly, kissing as we made our wayclumsily towards my bedroom. Upon reaching the bedroom,we collapsed on the bed, me on top of her. As I landedon her, my hard cock flopped onto her tummy. Shewrapped her legs around me and my hard cockinstinctively went for her pussy, which wasunfortunately covered by her shorts. The sensation ofdry humping her was immense and we both groanedpassionately. Katie closed her eyes and laid her headback as I pressed my cock against her shorts-coveredhole.“Wait…” Katie said as she gently pushed me off ofher. “I’ll be right back, okay?”She kissed me then scampered out of the room. I laidthere in the middle of the bed, my cock throbbing,aching, eager to bury itself deep into her, condom ornot, and Katie had run out of the room, leaving mehard. I wondered if she’d gotten scared. No, she kissedme before she ran out. What was she doing?“Katie, you okay?” I called out.“Yes, I’m fine! I’ll be out in a few minutes, okay? Ilove you!” she yelled, her voice muffled by the walls.She sounded like she was coming from the bathroom.“I love you too!” I called back, a bit confused.After several minutes I became worried but I could hearher in the bathroom moving around so I went back to thebedroom, laid down and switched on the TV.About fifteen minutes later I heard the bathroom dooropen and could hear Katie walking towards the room. Isat up, anxious to see her, and switched off the TV. Isaw her shadow loom up near the door until finally shepoked her head into the room just enough to where Icould see her eyes. I noticed she was wearing dark eye-shadow and that peaked my interest.“Kevin?” she asked.“Yeah, sweetie. Are you ok?” I asked, smiling?“Yeah… I went out and bought something for you so Ihope you like it…”“I’m sure I’ll like it, sweetie. Come here…”Nervous and timid, Katie stepped slowly into thedoorway. My jaw dropped as I saw what she was wearing;a full catholic schoolgirl uniform complete with shinyblack dress shoes and knee-high socks. She had putmakeup on and brushed her hair. She was the livingembodiment of every fantasy I’d ever had. I couldn’tspeak. She just stood there bashfully, shuffling herfeet, her hands behind her back as she presentedherself to me.“Do I look ok?” she asked timidly.I had to force out the words. “Katie… you’re sobeautiful.”She smiled and slowly walked over to me, my erectionhaving been fully restored. She glanced at it as shestood before me. I stared up at her, a completelydumbfounded look on my face and like that, she got onher knees and put her hands on my thighs, my cock onlyinches from her face. She looked at it and smiled,tucking a tuft of hair behind her ear and took my cockwith her right hand and took the head in her mouth.She was wearing glossy red lipstick and the image ofher glossy red lips wrapping around the head of my cockas she maintained eye contact with me was almost enoughto put me over the edge.She lovingly and slowly ran her tongue up and down theshaft, never looking away. When she reached the head ofmy cock she’d take it into her mouth and lean forward,taking a few inches of my cock in her mouth.After a few minutes of slowly working my throbbinghard-on she pulled her mouth away from it and in thesoftest, most seductive voice, she spoke.“Kevin, when I was out today I went to the doctors andI got a prescription for morning after pills…” shesaid.My eyes bulged, my jaw hanging.“…so when we make love right now and you get ready tocum, I don’t want you to pull out. I want you to cuminside me, ok?”I nodded. With that she crawled up on me like a wildcat preparing to attack its prey and pushed me onto myback onto the bed. She shimmied up to my chest as webegan making out. My hands roamed down her back to findher delectable ass tucked underneath her skirt. When Ifirmly squeezed her ass I felt her moan into my mouth.I rolled over and we switched places, she was now onher back and I was on top of her. I started kissing herneck as she wrapped her legs around my back and I couldsmell the perfume she’d put on and it was intoxicating.Feeling the petite little angel underneath me, her legswrapped around my back leaving her pussy exposed, Ipushed my pelvis forward, pushing the tip of my cockagainst the thin fabric of her panty-covered pussy.Katie clawed at my shoulder as I did so, moaning andshutting her eyes. I’d passed the point of no returnand wanted more than anything to bury my aching cockinto the soft, virginal canal of her pussy. Knowingthat I didn’t have to worry about pulling out, all myinhibitions were gone. I was going to make love toKatie and give her all my love. She’d fulfilled so manyof my fantasies already and was now going to fulfillanother.After a minute or so of lying on top of her, our bodyclenched together, writhing, licking, nibbling,kissing, my cock pressing against her crotch, beingdenied entry by the thin fabric of her underwear, Istarted to slide down her chest. Reaching her tits, Iburied my face between them, unbuttoning the uniformdress shirt she was wearing. She wasn’t wearing a braso I pulled her shirt open and her 32cs popped out andmy mouth went straight for her nipples.As I licked and sucked her nipples, alternating fromone to the other I let my right hand wander down to herhips, hiking up her skirt. My hand snaked between herthighs, rubbing her bald gash. Through her panties Icould feel her hot dampness, she was sopping wet.She looked up at me with large, frightened eyes. Shehad thrust herself confidently into this situation butwas still a virgin, and a scared one. “Katie, we don’thave to do this…” I said.She reached up at me and ran her fingers across mylips, her eyes still scared and inexperienced. “No, Iwant to. I want you.” She said.I nodded. “Ok.” And I started to rub her little gashagain, very slowly at first. The sensation of myfingers running gently up and down her panty-coveredpussy made Katie squirm, clutching her tits with herhands. She reached up and took my face in her hands andpulled me towards her. She kissed me fiercely and withher right hand she reached down and began and feel formy cock. She found it hard and pulsing through myboxers.“Take these off.” She commanded, which I did within afew seconds, kicking them off.The feeling of my hard-on exposed to the warm air, mereinches from the home it wanted to be nestled deeplyinto was excruciating. Katie, sensing my urgency,reached down and wrapped her thumbs around the elasticbands of her underwear and tugged them down past herhips. I scrambled for them, helping her pull them downpast her thighs. My eyes shut and our lips sealedtogether, I flung her panties across the room with myleft hand.As I lay on her body, which was now naked from thewaist down, I felt the indescribable feeling of beinginvited in between her cold, soft thighs. She wrappedher legs around me again and I could feel her barethighs pressed against my lower torso. They were milkysmooth, untouched, unexplored by anyone else, and moreimportantly, I could feel the barren, warm dampness inbetween them. My cock was lodged between us. It waswarm and throbbing, wanting inside.The feeling of being naked and being on top on Katie,who was naked from the waist down, was addicting. Shewas grinding her hips up at me as we kissed, as if herpussy was hungry and needing to be fed.“Baby, are you wet?” I asked.She could only nod. I ran my hand up her shaven crotch,cupping her pussy with my right hand. She was drenched.“You’re so wet, baby.” I remarked.“I know.”“Are you ready?” I asked.“Yeah.” She whispered, her head turned, eyes shut,ready to accept me into her.With her permission given I took my cock in my hand andnestled the head up against Katie’s labia, groaning asit made contact.Katie started to bite her lip, a faint moan coming outof her as I started rubbing the head up and down herdewy slit. I leaned forward, slowly forcing my cockinto her. Her pussy was so incredibly wet but so tightit was almost impenetrable. I grimaced at the pressureof her tightness refusing to give way to my cock. Icould only imagine Katie was grimacing in the same kindof painful ecstasy as me, but I was so caught up in themoment, I was unable to open my eyes to check.I maintained pressure, just keeping my cock there,allowing her pussy to envelope my girth and swallow it.Just as I hoped, I felt her tight wetness slowly budgeand loosen just enough for my cockhead to sink intoher. We both gasped at the sudden and almost orgasm-inducing sensation of penetration. Her virgin pussy wasslurping at my cock, trying to devour it one inch at atime.“Sweetie, you ok?” I asked, opening my eyes to peek ather. She was grimacing, her arms up over her head,clutching the bed sheets in pain.‘Yeah.’ Was all she could mutter to me. Assuming shewas willing and able to take more, I very slowly easedmyself into her, inch by inch. I was so emotional andmy cock so sensitive that I knew that I could blow anymoment if I wasn’t careful. Then, surprisingly, hertight love canal loosened and I sank in completely.We both groaned loudly as I collapsed on top of her,her legs instantly wrapping around me. Katie whimpered,throwing her arms around me and pulling me close toher, my face nuzzling into her neck. I felt my cockpuncture her maidenhead and she was no longer a virgin.We laid there for a few seconds and I could feel herpussy adjust to the cock that was buried deep withinit. It was a beautiful feeling, the sensation of hersoaking flesh stretching millimeter by millimeter toaccommodate me.After about a minute I slowly began to withdraw until Iwas almost all the way out of her, then I slowlyplunged back into her until our pubic bones werepressed hard together. I could feel Katie’s bodywrithing under me, her entire being begging for me tocontinue. She was so incredibly cute, her eyes shut andhead turned to the side, enjoying the almostexcruciating pleasure that was emanating from betweenher thighs.After a few slow, deep strokes I began to pick up therhythm. My dream girl was underneath me, dressed as theultimate l****a, her thigh-high socks rubbing againstmy sides as I pumped her deep, hard and increasinglyfast. I was licking and kissing her neck as she moanedand groaned, bucking under the force of my powerfulthrusts.The only words we spoke was to whisper ‘I love you’ toeach other in between kisses, nibbles, grunts andgroans. She was so wet, hot and tight that I had to becareful not to blow my load too soon, but I knew thatregardless of my willpower I wouldn’t be able to holdback for long, considering Katie had given mepermission to cum inside of her.I had every conceivable wet dream/jerk off image in myhead at that exact moment and the stunning realizationsuddenly hit me as I was dripping with sweat, poundingaway on my sweet and luscious Katie’s tight, oncevirginal pussy that not only did I have these vividimages in my head, I was actually experiencing them.I smiled a huge smile in my mind at the thought thatI’d achieved my ultimate fantasy and I loved Katie forloving me enough to allow me it.By now, Katie’s pussy was flooding with a thick, warmflow of juices created by her insatiable passion. Shewas thrusting up at me as I sunk my cock down into her.I could tell she’d lost all her inhibitions and wantednothing more than to feel my cock pulsing inside her,releasing a powerful torrent of warm juices and Iwasn’t far from granting her, her wish.“Katie…” I moaned. “…I’m getting close, baby. I’mgonna cum soon.”Katie, for the first time during this first beautifulact of lovemaking, turned to me, opened her eyes withthe most innocent and inviting look, pursed her lipsand spoke. “Ok, sweetie. I love you.”I was so relieved that she was enjoying the moment.“Katie, are you sure you want me to cum inside you?”“Gawd, yes. Cum inside me.” She begged.“Ok…” I muttered as I leaned forward and kissed herdeeply, resuming a hard, fast and deep fucking rhythm.Katie wrapped her thighs tighter around me, pulling meeven deeper into her. I could feel my body preparing totake nature’s course, a tingle that began in my toesand surged up my back. I was going to cum and soon.The feeling began to creep into my crotch and seep downthe narrow vessel of my cock, building like an oceanrising against a dam. I kept fucking, wanting toprolong my release for as long as possible. The soundof my crotch pounding into hers, my balls flappingagainst her sopping wet bottom was too sweet to want itto end.My cock swelled as it filled with cum, each poundingstroke inside of her filling it even more. I could feelit leaking, dripping a few drops of cum in preparationfor the gushing overflow to come. I couldn’t hold backany longer. My body seemed to become enveloped in thiswave of electricity. I had never felt anything like itbefore, the most intensely pleasurable experienceimaginable.“Katie…” I muttered as I fucked away.“Kiss me.” She pleaded urgently, knowing I was about tocum.Feeling like I was going one hundred miles an hourwithout moving, I plunged forward and wrapped my lipsaround hers, our tongues instinctively lashing out ateach other. Then it happened, at that most perfectmoment as our mouths and crotches were sealed together:I thrust forward, pushing my cock as deep up into herpussy as I could, causing Katie to groan into my mouth,and my cock exploded.A powerful, copious load of hot cum spurted hard intoher womb, followed by a rapid fire burst of severalequally copious ropes of jism. The cum, seeminglyanxious and urgent to escape, flooded her pussy.I thrust forward harder, grinding against her pubicbone, wanting to get every drop into her. Katie, notonly having sex for the first time but getting cummedin for the first time seemed euphoric. Reacting purelyon a****l instinct, her pussy guzzled at my cock,swallowing each successive squirt as if it hadn’t everbeen fed. All she could do was whimper with eachthrust, with each jet of cum that poured into her, andtake it allHer nails dug into my back as her tongue flailed insidemy mouth, wanting me to bond with her in everyway.After several more spurts, I was spent. I laid on herand we spent the next 20 minutes exploring each other’smouths. I licked, nibbled and kissed her lips, chin,nose and neck as she did the same to me.My cock, sucked dry and now only partially erect wasstill lodged inside of her, the results of ourlovemaking dripping out of her pussy and down her assand onto the bedsheets. We laid there lovingly enjoyingthe afterglow, gently kissing and exchanging sweetnothings. I must’ve told her I loved her twenty timeswithin the time we spent lying there on the bed.Finally, I sat up and prepared to pull my flaccid girthfrom out of her. I looked down between us and saw I’ddone: her pussy was a frothy, gooey mess, drenched incum. We both had looks on our faces as if we were aboutto yank band-aids off of a particularly hairy place. Ipulled my cock out of her with a slurpy plop. We bothsighed at the release.My cock was covered in her juices. Looking at it, Ichuckled. She looked up at me and smiled, her hairbeautifully and seductively tussled.“Look what you did to my pussy!” she exclaimedjokingly.I laid down next to her, looking at her pussy with asmile on my face. She hadn’t closed her legs yet. Shewas still splayed out, almost admiring the sticky messthat had been made between her legs.“I’m sorry!” I chuckled. “You told me to cum insideyou.”She closed her legs and rolled towards me and I tookher into my arms. I had so many thoughts spiralingaround in my mind.“Sweetie… you’re not a virgin anymore.” I noted.She looked up at me, serious and happy. “I know. Icouldn’t be happier.”We kissed again.“Were you serious when you said you got those morningafter pills?” I asked.“Yeah.” She whispered in between kisses.I ran my hand past her skirt and between her thighs,running my fingers up into the cum-drenched wetness ofher pussy, her tongue sliding into my mouth as I didso. “I think we should make love a few more timesbefore you use that first pill.”She smiled. “Ok.”Katie closed her eyes and kissed me passionately as Istarted to run my finger up and down the cum-soakedtrench between her legs. I could tell if she was stillwet or if it was the cum I’d so eagerly injected in hera mere half hour before.“Ooohh…” she purred.“You want more cum in your pussy?” I asked.“Yesss…” she purred again.Her hand ran down my stomach and to my crotch and shewrapped her little fingers around my cock to find italready almost fully erect. She opened her eyes insurprise and looked down at the rigid shaft pulsing inher hand. Her eyes darted to mine.“You’re hard already, baby?” she asked.“Yeah. See what you do to me?”She giggled as I mounted her. I rubbed my cock up anddown the juices that had settled at the mouth of hervelvet trap. Once again I felt the indescribablefeeling of slipping my turgid member through that firmtightness; wholly resistant at first, then at the rightamount of pressure, it swallowing my length to thehilt, smothering it in that sweet warmth, suffocatingit in that loving embrace.We both groaned aloud feeling that sweet feeling againand in no time and I was pumping into that tight slit,overjoyed and entranced. Slobbering all over eachother, our mouths locked in a sloppy exchange, I pumpedinto Katie’s pussy for another thirty minutes before mybody stiffened and I released a gush of semen.We kissed passionately afterwards for several minutes,then my cock, which was still lodged deep inside of hergrew erect once more, and without hesitation I began tomove in and out of her. I came in her seven times overthe next several hours, at the end of which, she poppedone of the morning-after pills.Afterwards, as we laid naked in bed, cuddling, kissingsoftly, whispering ‘I love you’s I knew that we werebonded in a way that I would never be able to define orexplain. Regardless of what happened between us fromthen on, the feeling I felt at that moment would beindelibly branded onto my mind forever. Katie wouldalways be my first true love.I wanted her to be my wife, to have my c***dren, but Ididn’t dare say it yet.“I think we should get cleaned up.” She said.I agreed and rolled out of bed, offering my hand tohelp her out of bed. Seeing her get out of bed, hertussled hair, her disheveled Catholic school uniform,cum trickling out of her pussy and down her leg, Ialmost got another erection.She slipped out of her plaid skirt and kicked it asideand took off her blouse and thigh-highs and shoes andwe went to the bathroom. We made out some more in theshower, bathed each other, giggling as we did so untilwe were done.An hour later we were sitting on the couch in eachothers arms. We had just resigned to the fact that wewere madly in love with each other, that we’d found ourlife partners and were understandably glowing. We movedand spoke as if we were in a constant state ofeuphoria: softly, calmly and completely at ease. Giventhe fact that we’d had sex for almost four hoursstraight may have contributed to us ‘walking on air’.Katie was the world to me now. I had had suspicionsabout the weakness of my own heart and how it seemedKatie was taking control of it, but now there was nodoubt. I was completely entranced by her. Her everymovement, every word, every smile transported me toanother place. Whenever we were together I felt like wewere the only ones on Earth, and I didn’t want it toend.Mom and dad called the day after. We exchangedpleasantries. Mom and Dad said they were getting readyto hop on a plane to Dublin. We have some family there,an uncle or aunt, if I remember correctly, and theywere going to be staying in a hotel there while theyvisited.Just like Mom and Dad to bustle from beautiful localeto beautiful locale without a care in the world. I’mjust so glad that they’re able to travel and see thebeauty in the world and are still young enough to enjoyit. You’d be hard pressed to find a pair that deservedit more than they did. With all the charity work andmoney they’d donated over the years, it seemed to be awork of cosmic karma at work that they were rewarded asthey were.Of course, I didn’t dare tell them about Katie and I.They’d have probably jumped on the first plane backhome had I told them. There was a growing feeling in mygut that told me we’d eventually have to tell them.There was no way Katie and I could have a relationship,a marriage and eventually c***dren without just comingout and laying the truth out on the table for ourparents to take in.We’d tell them in due time, I’m sure. They’d mostlikely be back in a few months and hopefully Katie andI wouldn’t already be expecting so the truth wouldn’tbe so obvious. It’s tough trying to hide something whenit’s bulging out on what should otherwise be a flatbelly.After I got off the phone with Mom and Dad, Katie cameup behind me and wrapped her arms around my stomach. Iturned to her and we kissed. After a few moments, wepulled away, still in each other’s arms.“Kevin, what are we going to tell mom and dad?” shesaid, her eyes worried and concerned.“Eventually, we’ll tell them the truth, ok? Andeverything will be fine.”“You sure?” she asked.“Yeah. We just have to make sure you’re not pregnantwhen they come home. I think that would push them overthe edge.” I laughed.That broke Katie’s concerns and she smiled. “Aww, nofun. But we can still practice, right?”“Everyday. You still have some morning-after pills,right?” I asked.“Yeah, a bunch…” she smiled rascally.“Then, what are we waiting for? Let’s make use of thosepills…” I said as I reached down and squeezed herass.She pulled away from me and ran to my bedroom, gigglingand tossing off her shirt as she said so. We werewrapped in a perpetually writhing embrace for well oninto the night and early morning. I came in herprobably seven or eight more times before she poppedher pill. She wasn’t dressed like a schoolgirl thistime but that didn’t make the lovemaking any lessintense.We lay in bed cuddling afterwards, sweating and coatedin each other’s love juices, just enjoying being ineach other’s arms.“Katie, do you like the feeling of me cumming in you?”I asked.She looked up at me and smiled. “Of course. It’s like ad**g. I’m addicted to your cum, sweetie.”“Do you think that if you hadn’t taken the pills, you’dbe pregnant already?”She thought for a second. “Yeah, I think so. I mean,you’ve already cum in me so much and so hard. I can’timagine I wouldn’t already be. Why?”“Nothing, just wondering what it’d be like to knowyou’re already pregnant.”“Do you want me not to use the pill next time, becauseI won’t.” she said.“Really?”“Yeah.” She said boldly.“No, I don’t think it would be fair for you to getpregnant so fast. We should wait a little while, tosave money and find our own place to stay, you know?”She buried her head into my chest. “Okay. You’reright.”She sat silent for a few moments. “So… I guessgetting married is out of the question, huh?”I turned to her. “You want to get married?”“No, I guess not.” But it was plainly evident that thiswas a moment of obvious contradiction in her words.“Katie…” I gently lifted her chin with my finger. “Ofcourse I want to marry you. I know now there’s no oneelse I want to spend the rest of my life with.”Tears started to well up in her eyes. “You sure?”“I’ve never been more sure of anything in my life.”“Okay.” She reached up and wrapped her arms around myneck and began to cry.“Don’t cry, sweetie.” I said with a playful chuckle.“How can you laugh?” she said with frustrated bliss.“Because I’m happy. I’m here with the girl of mydreams, my future wife and mother of my c***dren. WhatI see in your eyes is a long and happy life. Whywouldn’t I be happy?”She looked at me with those big, swollen, teary eyesand was trembling, happy beyond containment. “I loveyou so much.” She said as she pulled me down and kissedme.***The next day Katie and I went shopping. To make herfeel a little more safe and secure I drove us out to amall about forty miles out of town to assure that noone who knew us would possibly see us there. Afterpicking up a few cute outfits for Katie and someclothes for me, we went to an ice cream parlor andshared a huge banana split, then we caught a movie andeven stopped at a flower shop where I bought her someflowers.I knew I was probably taking it a bit fast but beforewe left I took her to a jewelers and we looked atengagement rings. At first, Katie was so surprised andshaken at the fact I’d brought her to the jeweler thatshe was too timid and frightened to go inside. She wasso happy and scared and swept up in disbelief that shecouldn’t believe I was actually taking her to chooseher engagement ring.Her adrenaline was racing and her hands were so shaky Iknew she was terribly nervous. She couldn’t make asound decision. She kept insisting that I not spend toomuch money on it and to just get something subtle andinexpensive. She was clinging to my arm the whole timeand as we looked into the glass cases at the rings, shewas nervously cringing like we were looking at someexotic insects on display or something. It was so cutethat I was smiling the entire time, chuckling at thefact she seemed to be teetering on the edge of panic.Sometimes she would apprehensively point with atrembling finger at a ring and her voice wouldstabilize and soften as she would show her interest ina particular band of gold, but that interest wouldsubside and shift to another ring. After about thirtyminutes she wasn’t trembling or nearly as scaredlooking, but she was still clutching my arm like avice. She seemed decidedly more interested in theprospect of choosing a ring and as she looked up at mewith those dark entrancing eyes, she’d ask for myopinion in that soft, docile voice.She finally chose a modest and simple gold band. Itwasn’t expensive but that seemed to be the last of herconcerns. She was so spellbound by it. She couldn’ttake her eyes off of it as we left the jewelers anddidn’t seem to mind that most of the rings she passedup were far more expensive than the one she’d chosen.One of the many, many reasons why she’d bewitched me. Icouldn’t have chosen a more perfect girl.

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