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... “She's the pretty blonde, short, but with the big knockers?”

“She's only a C cup, you idiot, but they look a lot bigger because she's so petite!” Kim said in defense of her friend. “You'll get to see her again this afternoon when she comes over.”

“You want a ride to the mall in my truck instead of taking the bus?” he asked.

“You mean it?” Kim said, gasping in pleased surprise. “Really?”

“Sure I do.” he told her. “I'll even stop by Andrea's house and give her a ride, too.” He paused a moment. “I'm sure she'll be grateful.”

“Oh my God!” she laughed. “Leave my friends alone!”

“Hey, I won't MAKE her do anything she doesn't want to do.” he said. “I promise.”

“Like you didn't MAKE me do anything?” she asked wryly. She gestured at her bare breasts. “It wasn't MY idea to get these out, you know.”

“I paid you good money to see them.” he countered. “I notice you haven't put them away yet, either. I think you like showing them off!”

“I'm not ashamed of them, if that's what you mean.” she replied. “I don't care if you look. As a matter of fact, I DO sort of like it. Nobody else has ever seen them before, but now that they're out, yes, I actually DO kinda like it.” She paused, with a thoughtful expression on her face. “Does that make me weird?”

“Oh, you're weird, all right, but not because of that!” he chuckled. She joined him in the mild laughter.

“It's getting big again.” she noted, looking at his groin. “Is that normal?”

“It is for me.” he told her. ...

... “I usually have to jerk off three times at night before I can go to sleep.”

“Do you want me to suck it again?” she asked. “I really don't mind. In fact, I rather enjoyed it, before. Even the taste of the stuff you made me swallow at the end. It's not as terrible as all the girls at school say.”

“Do you want to more than suck on it?” he asked.

“More?” she asked. “You mean, like, all the way?” She shook her head. “I've never done that before. I'm saving myself for someone special.”

“Really?” he asked. “Who?”

“I don't know.” she answered. “I maybe haven't met him yet.”

“Are you sure?” he asked. “Are you sure I'm not him?”

“No.” she said, considering. “You might be him, but probably not.” She paused a brief moment. “You're my brother.”

“Step brother.” he corrected once more. “Us doing it wouldn't be any more wrong than when our parents do it.” He smiled. “They aren't related, either.”

“Okay.” she said. “You could be him, but that doesn't change the fact that I've known you as my brother ever since I was a little girl.”

“That just means I'm not a stranger.” he said. “Do you love me?”

“Of course I do!” she said emphatically. “You're my brother!”

“Step brother.” he said again. “I'm deeply in love with you.”

“Oh!” she exclaimed softly. “I love you, but I'm not IN love with you.”

“Sometimes, it just doesn't happen right away.” he told her. “Sometimes, it takes years and years.”

“Sometimes, all it takes is a single kiss.” she said, looking ...