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I got some water, and I could hear sounds coming from nearby. My curiosity got the better of me, and I went to the back of the house. It was Zander. He was sweaty and shirtless. His body was so toned! I tore my gaze away before he could catch me staring and took a gulp of water. I tried to make my way back to my room, but I got confused. I groaned in frustration. I turned to try to figure it out, and Zander was standing there. Still shirtless. I gulped. Toned bodies were my weakness. Gosh!

My sister in her robe and (I assumed) nothing underneath, perched by my side, watching me intently as I read. "What are they doing?" she asked. "You want me to read it to you?" "No. Just tell me what part of the story you're at." "They just got naked in the pool," I said. "So, get naked," Jennifer said, as if this was obvious. I stripped off my boxer shorts. My penis pointed out, pendulous. My sister peeled off her robe. Her bare body looked incredible, as always. I couldn't take my eyes off her. "Keep reading," she said, chuckling.

“I cared about you, Sheila. You were my best friend. I would do anything for you.” Jenny looked back and forth between Sheila and Stephanie, her jaw on the ground. “OH MY GODDESS!!!!! Do the two of you even realize how insane you sound right now?!?!?!?!!? Sheila, you slept with your older sister’s mate, and you are GRATEFUL that Stephanie sent me the video proof?!?!? What about me? What about my feelings?”