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The conscious part of Su-Ann was miserable, but underneath she felt a current of
excitement. She had no choice but to obey him. What did he have in mind for their mid-day rendezvous? She told herself she could never find it in her to do it again. But the wetness still seeping along her thighs told her something different. Now it was Jay's turn to have the house to herself in the afternoon. While Chad was entertaining Su-Ann at lunch, she had lured her brother home from school for lunch on the pretext of discussing a loan. Kenny wanted to buy a new car. The self-confident redhead had already sensed the strong attraction to her that her brother was struggling against. She knew that, with the right encouragement, he could be hers. The prospect thrilled her more than any depravity she had ever thought of indulging. There was something so tantalizing about seducing a man who was her own double in masculine form. What did it matter that it was what they called 'incest'? She had no intention of producing offspring. This depravity was strictly for her own delight. And, of course, his. At first Kenny refused her offer of wine with lunch. She talked him into it. "Oh, come on, Kenny. One afternoon away from school isn't going to kill you. It's the first time the two of us have sat down alone, you know. I think it's an occasion that calls for celebrating." It was no use. He couldn't resist her charm when she turned it on. The young law student was having difficulty just resisting the urge to look into her scooped cleavage. Her blouse was very provocative, and she kept bending over him, to serve him more food and wine. If she had been anyone but his own sister, he would have known for sure that she was trying to put the make on him. |
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