She climbed atop me and straddled my legs as if she were mounting a horse. Xxx I called my big sister Elisabeth a ‘woman’ because she is an old maid spinster of thirty years in age. The last words Mom and Dad said before leaving were, “Elisabeth, you and your brother take care of each other.”
So, after all the goodbyes were said, after all the cars had sped away, and after all the dust had settled on the gravel road, Beth and I realized that we two were to be spending the weekend alone. Breast flesh became a playground for my kissy/licky lips. Not counting the hair on the top of her head, Beth now sat before me with not a hair on her body. Deal?”
Elisabeth’s mouth opened in a big ‘O’ and she slapped a hand over it.
