Masuk"Would you like a Braille menu, ma'am?"Raven looked surprised for a split second before her deep red, pouty little mouth turned into a grin."You have Braille menus?" she almost giggled."We do. They're pretty new," the hostess informed us as she put a plain white piece of heavy paper in Raven's hand. I could see the bumps on it.Raven leaned toward me as the hostess left with a promise of Bernice being there soon to take our drink orders."This might be my favorite place in Cincinnati already. It feels so nice, and smells good, and they have Braille menus!""I hear their steaks are pretty good too, Raven," I grinned at her.Raven's expression changed. She was reading the menu, and she looked puzzled."This place is called Hoosier Steaks , right?""Yep. There are a few of them in Indiana, and this is the first one in Ohio. Why?""Nothing really. Just wondering.""Raven," I started. There was something I couldn't stop thinking about, and had been since we left home."Yeah?" Raven gigg
I finished with my bath, dried off with one of the towels we just bought at the grocery, then wrapped myself in my spare. They weren't that nice, or big, but they came from a grocery store so I couldn't really complain.I wished I had thought to bring the big, fluffy towels that I had at Mom and Dad's.I did double, maybe triple check to make sure I was covered enough though.I was excited to see what Dan had picked out for me to wear, so went straight to my bed and felt for it.I nodded to myself and grinned. I recognized, by feel, my little black dress, the one article of clothing every girl needs in her wardrobe.That fact confused me. I had never worn mine other than when I tried it on at the store, with Karen.Dan would be the first man to see me in it.Like the sweater I had worn earlier today, it fit me like a glove, from considerably above the middle of my thighs, over my hips and butt, along my waist, and to just barely above my nipples. The shoulders covered just my shoulder
I managed to get both of Raven's big suitcases, her carry-on, and my small suitcase in one trip, and managed to arrange it so I just had to put one of hers down in the hallway to open the door into the condo.I noticed before I even had the door closed behind me that Raven's Mary Janes and white socks were piled in the middle of a sofa cushion. That was very un-Raven. She was so much more than compulsive about everything and anything being where it belongs.I didn't hold that against her. She needed that, not just with her things, but everything.I put everything I was carrying down right where I was and hurried toward her bedroom. I could only imagine she was hurt, or sick, or worse.I skidded to a stop at the end of the breakfast bar between the living area and kitchen. Raven's little bare feet looked amazingly cute as she knelt on the floor with her head, shoulders and arms inside the refrigerator and her butt sticking out behind her."Raven? What's wrong?""Seriously, Dan? Unless
"You're such a thoughtful man, little brother. Why didn't you let me help decide on a place for us to live?""Um, I...""Is it because I'm invisible?" Raven accused me before she stepped off the elevator.She only took a couple steps into the middle of the hallway, then stopped. Boston looked up at her face for some hint of direction from her."Sorry, Raven. I swear, you're probably the least invisible person in the world. You're just wrong about me being so thoughtful, but I hope it won't happen again," I told her as I gently took her hand to put it on my arm."Someday I'm going to be able to actually pull off a dramatic exit without getting lost immediately.""We take a right out of the elevator, then another right right away, then a left almost right away again.""Right, right, left. Right?"I looked at Raven, and couldn't decide if her expression showed humor or frustration."Right.""Right, right, right? Right?" she scowled."No, right, right, left, then it's on the left.""Okay,
The boy patted his head, then scratched his ears while the girl looked up at Raven and Boston covered the boy's face with licks."I'm Sarah, and this is Jimmy. We're twins.""I'm Raven, and this is Dan. We're twins, too.""Wow. Are you blind?" Sarah asked."I am, Sarah.""Dan's not though. He was driving," Sarah announced."How did Jimmy know Boston is my service dog?""I knew too. I just didn't get to ask before he butted in.""Okay," Raven laughed, "How did you two know about service dogs?"Sarah was taking her turn petting and getting dog kisses from Boston, so Jimmy answered for his sister."Miss Richardson, she's the music teacher at our school and she's blind. Her service dog looks like yours, except hers is yellowish like colored, and Miss Richardson teaches everybody in her classes how to act around server, I mean serving dogs.""Service," Sarah corrected him again, still petting Boston."I hope you two like Miss Richardson and are nice to her," Raven told her."I do. We are.
I glanced back in the mirror. Boston was standing up, moving in a circle in the back seat. He had done that several times already, and I felt bad for the poor guy. He never really fussed in the car, but I could tell he didn't like it."Apartment or house?" Raven asked without slowing the movement of her fingers back and forth on her reader."Condo. Three beds, two baths. Typical.""Condo? Does that mean we're going to own it eventually once the bank gets paid?""Um, well, Rae...""You're not trying to say you don't want me involved with that, are you, Dan?""No, but I hadn't really thought about it.""I haven't given you a chance to think about it, have I?""I didn't even know you were going to agree to live with me until this morning.""I still haven't."I think my heart stopped, but then she laughed pretty hard."You never thought I would even entertain the idea of living anywhere but with you, did you, little brother?""I didn't know, Rae. You did make me promise to take you to Eur
"I thought not," she says over her shoulder as she hurries out of the room. It doesn't take much set up to get the recording program open and ready."I've got it!" Lauren announces triumphantly as she races back into the room, holding the purple vibrator like an Olympic torch. I put a cardboard box
It takes about twenty minutes for Lauren and I to get my clothes and the few meager possessions I have. Kelly just sits at the kitchen table flipping through a magazine without speaking, even when I tell her goodbye."That went well," Lauren says as we put the last box in the trunk. I shrug as we g
What am I doing here? Several answers rush through my brain. I'm watching videos of you playing burglar and tying up your wife, of my sister spanking me, and your son fucking his mother. But none of those come out of my mouth. My wet pussy wants him to do more than stare at it and I surprise myself
"Yeah," I answer dreamily. "Feels great." It actually feels so much better than great lying here naked with my sexy cousin putting her warm hands all over me. Just as I'm wondering what she'll do when I turn over, her fingertipss barely brush against my balls. Fuck! Or did I imagine it? Either way,







