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 Subject: UM 07 Ohio Racing On The Figure Eight pt3
Codes: FF, MF Incest
Summary: Upon hearing the news of his father's death, Micky raced to
Cleveland, leaving Melissa behind.  The Dolan clan gathered and Lily had
some questions that only Micky could answer.  In the heat of passion, Micky
slipped up and said Anna's name.  The Dolan's buried their father in grand
style, in the manner he would be proud of.  Meanwhile, Melissa turned to
Sofia for the comfort she needed.

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   Racing on the Figure Eight Part 3

   Jimmy explained to Micky that their sister Lily and mom had gone to a
movie and, that dad stayed home to get some chores done around the house.
When they got home, Lily went to look for dad and found him lying on the
floor of his basement workshop.  The best the paramedics could figure is
that he had suffered a heart attack, likely killing him instantly.

   Micky was racing up the interstate heading home through the early
morning hours.  What he didn't realize was that he had left his phone on
his night stand.  When he was passing Mansfield, his phone was ringing.  It
was a call from Melissa that went unanswered and unanswered every hour
thereafter.

   Eventually Melissa gave up trying to reach Micky and went to bed.  She
called the next morning and there still was no answer.  She realized that
she was being too pushy with him and wanted to apologize, eventually she
texted her apology, and there was no reply.  By the time she was getting
ready for work, there was only one word that made its way into her
thoughts, `Asshole.' To clarify, it wasn't so much an angry `Asshole,' as
it was a dismissive `Asshole.'

   Melissa was calm and quiet as she went through her day.  During her
early break, she called Sofia, the girl she had met at the lingerie shop.

   Sofia answered, "Melissa?"

   "Hey Sofia ...  how ya' doing ..."

   "Fine girl, I was thinking about you ...  and your date.  How did it go?
I hope the items we picked out were fine."

   "The date was wonderful.  I decided to save the lingerie for a more
special time.  I was wondering ..."

   "Would you like to get together?  I know I want to!  I'm free almost
every evening, except for this Friday.  How's your schedule?"

   "My evenings are usually bad ...  but, how about tomorrow?  I'm going to
be free tomorrow evening."

   "Let's do dinner!  Have you been to Elaine's?  It's wonderful!  The food
is out of this world!"

   Melissa laughed a little, "Yes, it is wonderful, but no, not there.  I
was wondering ...  could I come to your place and fix something for you?"

   Sofia needed a moment to digest this suggestion.  Her mind raced through
the possibilities and she saw nothing but positives.  Of course she would
love to have Melissa at her place, having dinner, and then ...  dessert!

   "Yes, that would be wonderful!"

   Sofia gave Melissa her address and they agreed that they would both work
on preparing dinner.

   Melissa approached Anthony and more or less, told him she needed the
next night off.  He didn't flinch; he gave his approval immediately ... 
with a sly smile.

  
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   Micky got to Cleveland in the predawn hours.  The lights in the house
were on and when he knocked at the door he was greeted by his little
sister, Lily.  Every time he saw her he was further amazed at how beautiful
she had turned out.  Even now, with a tear-stained face, no makeup and
wearing light sweats, she was a vision.  She threw herself into him and
they hugged with all their might.  Not once did he stir or have an
inappropriate thought.  That's the way it was with them.  He knew that this
was one of the good things he had accomplished: they were the perfect
brother and sister!

   Once inside she explained that mom had finally fallen asleep; Dena was
on a red-eye, due in at nine; and Jimmy would arrive in the afternoon. 
Aunt May, their mom's sister would arrive Wednesday.  The rest of the
relatives would be in on Friday, when they would have the wake, and the
funeral was scheduled for Saturday.

   Exhausted, Micky made his way to the family room and plopped down on the
couch.  Lily stood for a moment and waited for him to lift his arm.  When
he did, she fell next to him and curled up tightly against her big brother.

   She was relieved that he was here.  He would guide them through the
emotional stuff.  Once Jimmy arrived, all the practical needs would be met.
Dena's arrival would calm her mother more than anyone or anything could. 
All would be right with the family!  Sometimes Lily felt useless in the
family structure; but now, she was glad there were others to take care of
things.

   Micky held his little sister until she fell asleep.  He gently laid her
down on the couch and covered her with a blanket.  He went upstairs to his
parent's room and checked in on his mom.  She was asleep and he took great
care not to disturb her.

   Back downstairs, after a few minutes of frantically searching for his
phone, he realized he left it at home!

   He leaned on the kitchen counter and thought, `Shit, fuck, damn it!  I
don't know anybody's phone numbers!  They're all in the fucking phone.'

   He didn't know any of the log-ins for the house computers and he knew
his laptop was on the dining room table back at home.  He went back to the
family room, stretched out in the recliner, and watched his sister sleep.
He wondered if her phone was available.  He went upstairs and found it on
her dresser.

   He searched the web, found his department's number and left a detailed
message for the Chair regarding his circumstances.  Somehow, he remembered
Anderson's phone number and told him the news.  When Anderson asked if
there was anything he could do, Micky asked him to give his deepest regrets
to Kaeli and to check in at the department for him to make sure they were
covering his class.

   Satisfied, he returned to the family room and dozed off in the recliner.
In a couple of hours, he woke from his mother's kiss on his cheek.

   She looked down at him, cradled his head in her hands and said, "I sent
Lily back up to bed.  I'm so glad you're here.  Maybe you should go
upstairs and get some more sleep."

   "No mom, I'm fine, how are you?"

   She smiled at him, patted him on the cheek and said, "I'm feeling kind
of hungry, you want something?"

   Micky got up out of the chair and joined his newly widowed mother for
some breakfast.  Later, he picked up Dena at the airport and was at the
house when Jimmy arrived.  Diane and the kids would head up on Thursday.

   The Dolan family grieved together but also felt the warmth and happiness
of being together.  Mrs.  Dolan encouraged the kids to go out for the
evening and they did.  Jimmy and Dena got roaring drunk at Sweeney's
Grille, a place their father enjoyed.  The patrons were all happy to see
them; a mini-wake broke out as more and more well-wishers arrived.  Before
long, the crowd flowed into the street.

   Micky approached Tim Sweeney, the current proprietor, an old high school
chum, and told him to open all the taps, he would cover the cost.  Tim was
surprised but agreed.  Before leaving that night, Micky used a credit card,
the type that Tim had never seen before, and paid the tab.

   While signing the bill, he looked at Tim and said, "Not a word to anyone
about me covering the tab.  Say whatever you like, but not a word about me,
or my brother ...  Got it?"

   Tim nodded his head and facetiously asked, "A word about what?"

   Micky smiled at Tim and then penned the largest tip Tim had ever
received.

   During the festivities that night, he had a chance to catch up with
Dena. She was doing very well.  Her endorsement deals alone were making her
extremely wealthy.  The pro volleyball money was very good as well.  She
had been asked to pose in one of the flashy magazines and was pretty sure
she would accept the offer.  Recently, she had dropped an all-pro hockey
player and taken up with an older Hollywood star.  She let Micky know that
it wasn't going to last very long.  The guy was an asshole.

   After a little pressing, she admitted that there was an athletic trainer
at USC whom she was interested in.  Micky encouraged her to follow that
route.

   Dena laughed and said, "They all have trouble matching you, big
brother!"

   Dena turned and, in the process, grabbed a full handful of her brother's
ass.  She squeezed and caressed his ass as she walked away, leering at him
over her shoulder.

   Once back at the house, Dena and Jimmy crashed.  Micky and Lily were
both up.  Like the night before, they returned to the couch in the family
room.  They together sat in silence; Lily curled up next to her older
brother, his arm around her.

   "It was nice tonight, right Micky?"

   "Loved every minute of sis; it was great to see so many people!  So many
wishing us the best and wanting to remember dad ..."

   They sat together in silence for several minutes.

   Lily cautiously asked, "Micky ...  you ...  I ...  I want to ask you
something ...  something about you and Dena."

   Micky's heart skipped a beat.  He adjusted himself a little straighter
on the couch and simply replied, "Hmm ...  mmm."

   Lily pulled away and looked at Micky, who turned to look at her.

   "Is there something more going on between you two?  I saw you two
talking and, when you guys were through, Dena reached around and grabbed
your ass.  I've seen that look in her eyes before.  It only means one
thing. I've always wondered, you two have always been ...  maybe I'm way
out of bounds, off the mark, I don't know ...  it's just ..."

   "Lily ...  we've always flirted.  It goes back a long way, to high
school.  I guess it's kind of weird and to some it may look suspicious;
but, we're really like the best of friends ..."

   "Micky!  Oh My God!  I'm so sorry, I'm an idiot ..."

   "Lilly!  Stop it, no you're not!  You needn't be sorry.  Sometimes Dena
and I can carry on a bit too much and we know we shouldn't ...  I don't
know ...  Lily; nothing at all is going on.  It's as simple as that."

   Lily gazed at her big brother and curled up back under his protective
arm.

   "Kay, but I wouldn't blame either of you if you were ...  I would."

   Micky said nothing as his sister wrapped an arm around his front and
cuddled into him.  Her tits were pressed against his side and good God,
they were firm!  He was too worried about the hard on growing in his pants.

   The next two days were filled with plans and making necessary
arrangements.  Micky was amazed at the skill of his younger brother.  At
times, he felt kind of left out as Jimmy and his fellow business people
worked through all the details of their father's life, finances, and
funeral arrangements.  At these times, Micky felt shallow, like he had
little purpose in life.

   It wasn't until lunch on Thursday that he realized he had completely
forgotten about Melissa!  Dena had asked him if he had been seeing anyone
when he realized what a major fuck up he had made!

   He looked at the clock; one in the afternoon!  He looked at his mom and
said, "I'll be gone `til about seven.  You goin' to be OK?"

   "Why, yes Michael, where you going?" All three women, his mom and two
sisters, were now looking at him, smiling, as he stood next to the table in
an obvious state of growing distress.

   "Back to Columbus, I forgot to do something.  See you all later!"

   In moments, he was back on the road.

   At three fifteen, he was walking through the swinging doors that led
into the kitchen at Elaine's Bistro.

  
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   Melissa was worried about Micky.  He had simply disappeared!  He wasn't
her responsibility, and he wasn't responsible to her; but, she figured, in
a relationship one just doesn't disappear!

   She wasn't pissed at him; mostly she was disappointed; disappointed that
he seemed to be turning out like so many of the others.  She had hoped he
was different.  Actually, everything pointed to him being different, but
...

   She was glad she called Sofia.  From their short time together, she felt
a connection; enough of one to see if there was more.  Tuesday night, at
work she surreptitiously prepared a uncooked baked ziti dish to take to
Sofia's the next day.

   Assuming that Melissa's plans for Wednesday involved Mike, Anthony made
a bit of a deal about her day off.  Melissa smiled and laughed but never
commented.

   On Wednesday, Melissa went to the gym for the first time in weeks, took
a massage, stopped by Angelo's Bakery and picked up a small tiramisu, she
then got home in time to shower and prepare for dinner.  Earlier, Sofia had
texted and asked what she could get for dinner.  Melissa suggested some red
wine and a simple salad.

   Melissa considered wearing her new lingerie, but once again, decided to
go with simple white.  She wore a soft camisole paired with lacy panties.
Over them, she wore a translucent white blouse paired with black,
skin-tight capris.  She curled her hair and applied make up with a bit of a
darker look; not Goth, but striking.

   She arrived at Sofia's and was dumbstruck by the beauty of the girl who
met her at the door with a one arm hug and soft kiss on the cheek.  She
wore a pretty, white dress with frills along the shoulders and the hem. 
Her blonde hair was full and flowed down to her shoulders.  She was made up
perfectly, placing the emphasis on her deep and beautiful eyes.

   Sofia was only an inch shorter than Melissa and when they hugged, Sofia
pressed her left tit into Melissa's right and lifted up, caressing
Melissa's breast with hers as she moved.  Melissa felt the same jolt of
excitement run through her as she did at the lingerie store.

   Arm-in-arm the girls went to the kitchen.  Sofia lived by herself in a
simple two-bedroom condo in a gated community.  The kitchen was small but
functional.  There was a small dining area already set up for dinner for
two.  Melissa liked the candle placed on table.  She thought, "perfect
touch!'

   Sofia opened a bottle of wine and the girls went about preparing dinner,
chatting, and drinking.

   When Melissa opened the ziti, Sofia exclaimed, "Oh my God!  It looks
perfect!  Where did you get it?"

   "Get it?  No my dear, I prepared it.  I didn't mention it before but I
didn't want to go to Elaine's because I'm the Sous Chef there."

   "No way!  Now I'm a bit embarrassed."

   "No, don't be, that was a great compliment you gave us.  As a matter of
fact, what you said made me decide how we would have dinner!"

   As Melissa prepped the ziti for baking Sofia stood close, close enough
to lean into her side.  Melissa did not shy away, She leaned back a bit and
made sure that when she moved, she went slow and kept contact with the hot
blonde.

   Melissa asked Sofia to turn on the stove.  Sofia turned it on and found
that Melissa had walked up right behind her and pinned her softly against
the stove.

   Melissa nestled her nose through Sofia's hair to the nape of her neck.

   "I love your hair.  It's so soft and full.  You smell great."

   Tilting her head back and leaning into Melissa, Sofia started to say
something but only moaned as Melissa planted soft kisses along her neck
while running her right hand down and over Sofia's ass.

   Sofia set her wine glass on the counter and turned to face Melissa.  She
slid her right hand around Melissa's waist and rested it in the small of
her back.  She moved her left hand up the middle of Melissa's back to the
nape of her neck.  Sofia leaned forward and the two kissed.  They both
pulled tight into one another.  Melissa maneuvered her left thigh between
Sofia's legs and pressed it hard against her crotch.

   Sofia reacted by arching her back and pushing her pussy harder against
Melissa's leg.  Their tongues were engaged in erotic combat and, at times,
were unable to keep their lips touching as they both sought something much
deeper than each others' tongues.

   Melissa broke first.  Keeping her hands on Sofia, she panted, "Whew ...
that was intense!  We've got to get this in the oven ..."

   "We will pick this up later, won't we?"

   Pulling the beauty into her, Melissa said, "You better believe it,
gorgeous!" She then planted one big ass smoocher of a kiss on Sofia.

   Their dinner preparations became a whole lot more fun after that.  They
were in almost constant physical contact.  They shared bits of food,
feeding each other and savoring various appetizers of all kinds.  During
this time, Melissa shared with Sofia her plans for opening her own
restaurant with Matt.  Sofia was very impressed.

   When they sat down to dinner, they didn't speak, they dug in and the
only sound for a few minutes was silverware hitting plates.  As if on cue
they paused, looked at each other and broke out laughing.

   Sofia said, "I'm sorry, I'm soooo hungry and this is just ...  just ...
beyond delicious!"

   "I'm sorry too, I don't know what came over me, I guess I was hungrier
than I thought ...  and ...  it is very good."

   "My parents always tell me to slow down and enjoy a meal as a social
occasion, let's try that."

   Melissa lifted her wine glass for a toast; Sofia responded in kind and
Melissa said, "To civilized meals!"

   They sipped their wine with their eyes locked on each other.  They set
their glasses down and Sofia spoke first, "I hope you don't think I'm rude;
but, how old are you?"

   "It's not rude; I'll be twenty-five in two months."

   "That explains it."

   "Explains what?"

   "Melissa, you just have it so together.  You're apparently dating some
hot guy, which you still have to tell me about; I love your plans for
opening a restaurant ...  and ...  I mean ...  just look at you!  Girls
would kill to look like you!"

   "Hardly `so together'; it's more like I have a vision, than some sort of
plan.  Thanks for the compliments, though.  I think that once you pile up
some experiences things become a little clearer.  As for my `hot guy,' I
have no clue where he is right now, he just kind of vanished.  I don't
claim him or anything; but, he vanished without a word.  Girl, you are one
to talk about looks!  Christ, you have to be the prettiest, sweetest thing
I ever seen!"

   Sofia smiled at Melissa and replied, "Maybe your guy is a secret agent
spy or a hit man or something."

   "Nah, I don't think he's anything so exotic.  He does have a mysterious
side though ...  maybe something in his past?  He's a grad student at the
university and has lived most of his life here in Ohio.  He used to be a
teacher and coach.  He's about nine years older than me and I think he's
been through something ...  yea ...  something in his past."

   With a devilish smile Sofia asked, "And?  How ...  how does he make you
feel?"

   Melissa returned the smile and replied, "Absolutely fucking fantastic! I
can't describe it He makes me feel, feel ...  I don't know how to explain
it.  It's like safe, and wanted; yet, at the same time, adventurous!  He
makes me willing to try and do anything!"

   They sat in silence for a moment and Melissa asked, "Sofia, what about
you?  What do you want?  What do you like?"

   "Me?  I don't have anyone like that around.  It's hard meeting guys
considering where I work.  When I'm out and about nothing but slimes try
hitting on me, and, other guys don't even try."

   "The good ones probably think you're out of their league.  You're an
absolute knockout and that scares a lot of guys.  Ever think about changing
jobs?"

   "I love retail, and working at Secrets is crazy fun!  I get first shot
at all the new lines and I make some pretty good money."

   "You better believe you're good at it!  I can't imagine anyone not
buying from you!  O.K., now you tell me, how old are you?"

   Sofia sat back in her chair a bit and said, "Nineteen."

   As expected, the look on Melissa's face was one of total shock.

   Sofia continued, "For some reason, I developed early and have pretty
much looked this way since I was fifteen.  Back in high school I passed for
twenty-one or twenty-two."

   "How do you handle going out ...  and ...  everything?"

   "I've always had fake IDs, though I really don't have to use them;
however, there have been times they've come in handy."

   Melissa listened as Sofia told her the story of her life, so far, and
how she came to be in Columbus at such a young age.  By the end of dinner,
they were on their second bottle of wine and that was polished off by the
end of dessert.

   They left the dishes where they were and moved into the living area. 
Melissa sat on the end of the couch and before sitting, Sofia asked, "Would
you like to see the latest outfit that came into the store"

   Melissa said "sure" and started to get up.  Sofia softly put her hand on
Melissa's shoulder and said, "No, stay here, I'll go get it."

   It took a little time but, eventually, Sofia came back into the living
room wearing a very short pink, lace robe and pink stockings held in place
by a flimsy pink garter.  Melissa was taken by the vision in front of her.

   She let out a short gasp and said, "Oh my God!  Sofia, that's ... 
you're ...  my lord, you're just so beautiful!"

   Sofia sashayed up to Melissa and slowly opened the gossamer robe. 
Underneath she wore the most delicate pink panties that could be imagined.
Up top, the bra was, of course, made of a pink lace and served to lift and
displays a girl's breasts in the most flattering of ways.

   Instinctually, Melissa reached for Sofia as she approached, wrapping her
arms around the younger girl's waist, pulling her in.  Sofia placed her
hands on Melissa's head and arched her back, lifting her panty-clad pussy
closer to Melissa's mouth.

   Melissa adjusted a bit and pushed her face into Sofia's crotch.  The
scent of arousal was unmistakable!  Sofia smelled great as is; but, in this
position, Melissa could get a complete smell.  She ran her nose down along
the slit hidden under the panty and then back up until her chin was rubbing
up into the blonde's gash.

   Sofia started to hike her leg up on the arm of the couch when Melissa
stopped her.  Without a word, Melissa placed her hands on Sofia's hips and
slowly peeled the panties down.

   Once they were removed, she looked up at Sofia and said, "Now, put your
leg up here."

   Melissa helped lift Sofia's leg up onto the couch arm and then turned
her attention to the matter at hand.  Sofia had a nicely trimmed patch of
blonde hair that formed a small triangle up and out from her clit hood. 
Her mound and labia were dainty and a light fawn in color.  When Melissa
spread the lips with her fingers, she was greeted with a perfect pink
interior.  Sofia's pussy was an exquisite medium-rare!

   Melissa jutted her chin under the girl and drove her tongue directly up
into the folds above.  She then licked upward, while rolling her head back.
Try as she might, Melissa was unable to make eye contact with Sofia because
she was arching and rolling her head back at the same time.  Melissa dove
straight back in and continued her tongue penetrations followed by flat
licks up to Sofia's clit.

   Sofia was having a tough time keeping her balance.  It had been so long
since someone, anyone, had engaged her in such a manner.  Her hips rolled
in time with Melissa and her back arched in an attempt to ride the waves of
pleasure sweeping through her.  Sofia wanted more!  More than what could be
accomplished where they were.

   `One more!' she thought, `one more lick!'

   Sofia pulled her hips back and moved her foot to the floor while not
releasing Melissa's head from her hands.  Sofia half crouched in front of
Melissa and said, "Come with me."

   Sofia took Melissa by the hand and led her to the bedroom.  Once inside,
Sofia turned Melissa to face her.  She placed her hands on Melissa's hips
and pulled her in for a kiss.  While kissing Melissa, Sofia began to
unbutton Melissa's blouse.  Once undone, Melissa shook the blouse off while
maintaining lip contact with Sofia.

   Sofia broke the kiss and gazed at Melissa.  She ran her hands over the
camisole and squeezed Melissa's firm tits.  Sofia continued downward until
she was on a knee pulling Melissa's capris to the floor.  Looking up she
found herself incredibly turned on by the girl standing in front of her!

   The lacy panties covering Melissa's pussy were almost translucent and
obviously damp from her arousal.  Melissa was curvy; her belly gently
protruded perfectly and flowed naturally up where her breasts were pressing
against the flimsy camisole.  Sofia made eye contact with Melissa, who was
looking down at her.  Sofia could see Melissa's nipples were erect and
pressing hard against the camisole.

   Melissa guided Sofia back up to her feet.  She slid the robe off Sofia
and gazed upon Sofia's breasts.  Sofia's tits did not require support from
the lacy pink transparent bra.  They were a perfect thirty-six C size and
rode high and proud on Sofia's chest.  Her areolas were small, about nickel
size with petit erect nipples.  Melissa reached behind Sofia and unclasped
the dainty bra.

   Melissa stepped into Sofia and softly kissed her, barely allowing their
lips to touch.  Melissa gently moved her hands around Sofia, making the
slightest of contact.  Melissa turned and Sofia turned with her until her
back was to the bed.  Melissa then made soft contact and lay down on the
bed on top of Sofia.  She gently slid to Sofia's side and, at that point
the two girls increased the urgency of their kiss.

   Melissa caressed Sofia with her left hand.  She toyed with each nipple,
eliciting greater stiffness from each.  She ran her hand up, down, and
around Sofia's stomach, lingering at times on her navel.

   Sofia thought she was going to die!  She had never felt anything like
this.  Sure, she had been with girls, but they were always her age or
younger.  Previously, it had all been simply sex.  Now?  It was sensual, it
was luxurious, it was heaven!  Melissa's soft kisses, her playful tongue,
her lingering gentle caresses were all so exciting!  Sofia was ready to
open up to Melissa, give her all to this magic woman.  She felt herself
start to undulate under Melissa's caresses and she still hadn't reached her
pussy!

   Melissa heard Sofia's increased and deepened breathing.  She also heard
the increasing mews and moans.  She felt the girl sensually move under her
hand.  She felt her own senses start to heighten!  She was getting hot over
making the other girl excited.  Melissa lifted her left leg over Sofia's
leg and started to rub herself up and down along her leg.

   Melissa slid her hand down, over Sofia's pubic mound, covered in neatly
trimmed soft blonde hairs to her hot, damp slit.  She didn't waste any
time; she placed the pads of her index and middle fingers around the hood
of Sofia's clit and began to make ever smaller circles, closing in on the
magic button.  Sofia got louder, she was making guttural sounds as the
excitement grew, eventually turning into muttered `yeses' through the
kisses.

   Sofia could feel everything!  She felt Melissa's tongue dance with hers.
She felt the firmness and pointed hardness of Melissa's tits and nipples
press into her.  She felt her own nipples ache for attention.  She moved
her right hand to caress her breasts.  She felt herself press against the
girl who was taking her places she never imagined.  She felt Melissa's heat
and moisture on her leg as she flexed her thigh muscles to into Melissa's
pussy.  And, foremost, she felt Melissa manipulate her clit.  Melissa's
fingers worked around her button; but, with every move, they rubbed against
it, bringing jolts of electricity to her.

   Sofia couldn't stay still.  The feelings were getting too intense. 
Melissa had her trapped on top with her kissing and on the bottom with her
leg hooked over Sofia's leg.  Sofia broke the kiss and straightened out. 
Her move put her tits just under Melissa's chin.  Melissa didn't wait; she
moved her lips over the nearest nipple and began to suck ...  hard. 
Melissa tried to take as much of Sofia's tit as possible into her mouth.

   Sofia was racked with greater waves of pleasure.  She shuddered and
cried out in ecstasy!  Her first orgasm hit her like a ton of bricks.  She
convulsed and attempted to curl up but Melissa's position prevented her
from doing so.  Sofia held onto Melissa as another wave tore through her,
causing her to repeatedly exclaim "AH!" as the surges hit.

   Melissa rode the beautiful girl and slowly moved lower until she had the
right angle.  As soon as Sofia appeared to be in a relaxed interval,
Melissa drove two fingers deep into Sofia's pussy.  Melissa slid off Sofia
and started to finger fuck her pussy.  Sofia rolled her hips in response
and with every thrust of Melissa's fingers; she breathily encouraged her
with repeated "Yeses."

   After sensing that she had Sofia on the brink of another orgasm, Melissa
shifted her fingers so that the pads ran along the roof of Sofia's cunt. 
That did it!  Sofia exploded in an orgasmic frenzy.  She arched, and then
crunched; she inhaled deeply and then cried her exhale.  She clutched at
Melissa and pulled her up into her as Melissa massaged the inside of
Sofia's cunt through the orgasm.

   As Sofia was calming, Melissa removed her fingers and stuck them in her
mouth.  With Sofia watching, she licked and sucked Sofia's juices from her
fingers.

   Sofia felt a shiver run down her spine as she watched Melissa.  Sofia
had experienced girl on girl sex before and it always involved cunnilingus
on the part of both participants.  She gazed at Melissa in wonder.  She had
just had the most outstanding sexual experience of her life and Melissa had
only used her fingers!  Of course, she used her mouth but, it never got
close to her pussy.  Another shiver ran through her and she knew what she
wanted.

   Sofia rolled and placed Melissa on her back.  Sofia straddled Melissa
and started to slither her way down Melissa's body.  She stopped and, with
Melissa's help, removed the camisole, freeing Melissa's glorious tits. 
Sofia gazed upon the gravity defying mounds, sat back and cupped her hands
around Melissa's majestic mammaries.  She squeezed and pinched one while
sucking the other into her mouth.

   Melissa was delighted with the sensations emanating from her tits, which
were enhanced by Sofia's long tresses draping over her body and caressing
her skin like thousands of feathers.  Soon enough Sofia resumed her journey
down, past Melissa's stomach, and eventually between her legs.

   Upon arrival, Sofia quickly removed the delicate panties Melissa had
chosen for this night.  When Sofia first looked at Melissa's bald pussy,
she was dumbstruck for a moment.  It was the most beautiful pussy she had
ever seen!

   Melissa raised her eyebrows at Sofia's pause; but, before she knew it,
Sofia followed her eyes and was kissing Melissa's pussy.  In the process of
kissing around, Sofia's chin rubbed Melissa's clit and sent Melissa into a
heightened state.

   Sofia felt Melissa react to her kisses and knew she was doing what was
righteous.  She ran her tongue around Melissa's vulva, licking and kissing
every square centimeter of the sensitive skin.  Sofia turned her head and
sucked on Melissa's labia, extending and splaying them.  With a shift, she
placed her tongue at the entrance to Melissa's cunt and did a dog lick up
her clit.  Melissa reacted with an arch and quiet yelp.  Sofia pulled her
hair to one side and started lapping at Melissa's pussy.

   Melissa was in heaven.  She was starting to arch from her shoulders to
her feet.  She didn't mean to, but she was pushing up and away from Sofia's
face.  Sofia followed Melissa up the bed as she moved.  Eventually Melissa
reached the headboard and could go no further.  She reached her arms out
and clung to the headboard posts.

   Sofia nestled her mouth over Melissa's pussy and went to work, loving
every taste, scent, and movement of this most perfect of pussies.  Sofia
knew how she liked to be eaten and used this knowledge to drive Melissa
crazy.  Melissa's knees were bent up and her feet planted on the bed just
past Sofia's arms.  Sofia's arms were wrapped under Melissa's legs with her
hands moving across Melissa's torso.  As her energies into Melissa's pussy
increased, Sofia lifted her butt and got on her knees, pushing further into
Melissa and rolling Melissa's hips up to her face.

   Sofia licked and sucked; her tongue worked into Melissa's cunt and then
molested her clit.  Sofia sucked through Melissa's clitoral hood until her
lips locked on that little button, and she scraped her teeth across it,
then sucked on it.

   This experience was seriously getting to Melissa.  Sofia was the first
female she had been with since those times in her younger years with her
aunt.  She had been nervous about how all this going to turn out.  Suddenly
she found herself in one of the most erotic and highly charged sexual
events of her life!  She looked down and saw the gorgeous blonde actively
working to please her!  To ...  please ...  her!  It started.

   "God-all-mighty-fucking-lord!  Don't ...  stop!  Ngggggh!"

   Melissa let out a stream of orgasmic obscenities that would make a
sailor blush.  She raged her pussy into Sofia's face and she came again,
and again, and then one more time!  She felt something strain in her hip as
she arched and fell to the bed.  She couldn't breathe!  She paused and
inhaled, `Better!  Oh my ...  oh my ...  oh my!'

   Sofia fell away from Melissa and watched as Melissa reacted to her hand
caressing her body.  The caressing worked to settle Melissa down but also
elicited the last of her sexual tensions to be released in orgasmic pants.
Slowly, the girls ended up face-to-face; smiling, they joined in a
passionate kiss.

   They pressed into each other, legs entwining, tits caressing tits, hands
roaming and holding.  Slowly they broke their kiss and lay facing each
other.  Melissa was on the left, stroking Sofia's shoulder with her right
hand and asked, "So, beautiful, how do you feel?"

   Sofia was smiling, her left hand running along Melissa's side from her
hip to her shoulder blade, replied, "Luxurious, happy, hot, and did I
mention happy?"

   "You did, but it does bear worth repeating.  I feel absolutely great!  I
think the word I want is wonderful.  I like the idea of luxurious though."

   They kissed some more and, when they broke, Sofia commented, "You are so
wonderful.  You know I love doing this sort of thing, women are so perfect
...  but ..." "You still prefer men.  I know exactly what you mean.  Being
with a girl is absolutely fantastic; but, the experience with a guy is just
...  just ...  right!  I mean, the fit ...  the mental, spiritual, and
physical fit ...  just can't be compared."

   "I look but it seems I never have any luck.  A lot of guys seem scared
and the ones that do hit on me are extreme assholes just trying to get in
my pants.  I worry I'll never meet anyone."

   "Work is usually a pretty ..."

   "Melissa, I work at a lingerie shop, the only guys I meet are coming in
for their girls.  I know there are good ones out there, I meet them all the
time at the store, but they're taken."

   Sofia lost her smile and dropped her head.  Melissa was starting to pull
her in close when she had an idea.  Sofia sensed something was up and
looked back at Melissa and asked, "What?"

   "I know a guy.  He's in his mid-twenties and is actually a good guy. 
He's had some bad luck with girls ..."

   "You being one of them?"

   "He's asked me out but he's just not my type, it's tough to explain, you
know what I mean?  He checks almost every box; but, something just isn't
there."

   "Tell me about him."

   "He's very cute!  Handsome even.  Have you ever heard of Rockwell's
Nursery?"

   Sofia nodded.

   Melissa continued, "Well, his parents own it.  He will be taking it over
pretty soon.  He is really smart, and can wear a pair of jeans like
nobody's business.  You like retail, right?  He's retail through and
through.  The sort of guy who can do business and also get dirty finishing
a job."

   "What's his name and how do I get to meet this guy?"

   "O.K.  but you have to accept it ...  his name is Randy, Randy
Rockwell."

   There was an awkward silence and then the two girls burst out laughing.
It took a minute for them to get their control back.

   Sofia, still giggling, said, "No way!  It's not so bad.  I'll have to
say it over and over to myself a lot to get used to it.  Does he have a
sense of humor?"

   "Yeah, he's a delight and, he understands his name is kind of funny. 
Randall Rockwell!"

   "I can handle it.  How do we meet?"

   "Do you like to shoot pool?"

   They devised a plan for Sofia to be introduced to Randy and when that
was finished, Sofia asked Melissa, "Will you spend the night with me?"

   "I thought you'd never ask!"

   Sofia giggled and pulled Melissa in for a kiss.  Melissa kissed Sofia
hard and turned the blonde onto her back.  Melissa broke the kiss and
slowly moved her mouth to Sofia's tits.

   It was quite a while, and one shower later, before the girls got to
sleep.

  
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   Thursday morning arrived and the girls had an enjoyable time over
breakfast.  They finalized their plans to set up Sofia with Randy and made
a tentative plan for the following Monday.

   Melissa got home to get ready for work.  At Elaine's, she was met with
smiling faces and knowing looks.  Matt was happy and took Melissa aside to
tell her that he and Nate had worked things out and were now back on good
terms with each other.  Matt asked her how Mike was doing.

   Melissa froze like a deer in the headlights.  Her mind raced between the
two choices she had.  Melissa cleared her throat, smiled at Matt and said,
"He's absolutely fantastic!"

   Matt hugged her and said, "I'm so happy for you!  Well, back to work!"

   The kitchen at Elaine's was humming along like a well-oiled machine. 
The orders were arriving and the food was moving out.

   Everyone in the kitchen knew something had happened.  There were gasps
and the sounds of work were interrupted.  Melissa saw the movement by the
doors and looked that way.  She thought she was going to die.  It was Mike!
He was coming directly to her with a look of determination that made
everyone clear out of his way.

   Mike reached Melissa, his eyes were red, his hair unkept, and he looked
like he had been dragged through the street.  He took her by the arm and
looked around, "We need some place to talk.  Something very important has
happened and I screwed up."

   Melissa didn't know what to make of it but she knew what to do.  She
brusquely pulled her arm from his grasp.  In a hushed but, stern voice she
said, "What the fuck do you think you're doing?!  You can't just come
crashing in here scaring everyone out of their wits!  If you need to talk
to me ..."

   In the same tone of voice, Micky cut her off, "My dad passed away Sunday
night and I've been up in Cleveland since early Monday!  I left in such a
hurry I forgot my phone and couldn't reach you.  So ...  I'm sorry I've
been out of touch!  I apologize for interrupting you."

   Mike turned and headed out the kitchen.  When he reached the doors,
Melissa called out, "Mike!  Wait!" and ran after him.  She caught him in
the lobby.  She pulled back on his arm and said, "Mike!  I'm sorry!"

   Mike turned and looked at her.  He could see immediately that she was
honestly shaken.  He looked around and everybody was watching.  The chefs
were standing in the hall that led to the kitchen door.  He noticed Matt
standing near the bar entrance.  Mike nodded to him and he nodded back. 
Mike took Melissa by the arm, gently this time, and together they walked
out and away from the line of people outside.

   Melissa started to say "Mike," but he stopped her with a "shush."

   Mike quietly, and calmly said, "It's been such a blur, I didn't think
straight until three hours ago.  I've been in Cleveland with my family.  I
don't have long, they expect me back tonight.  Tomorrow is the wake and the
funeral is Saturday.  I need to get home, get some clothes, my suit, and my
phone.  I am so sorry for not thinking."

   Melissa went with her feelings and threw herself into Mike.  She gave
him as warm a hug as she could.  She needed a moment to think.  She wanted
him to turn to her in such cases; she wanted to be the one he came to first
for comfort.  She thought that she wasn't that important in his life right
now.  But, he did drive all the way back to apologize for something he
really didn't need to apologize for!  Melissa knew that life was never easy
and things didn't always fit into little slots.

   She loosened her grip on him, leaned back and said, "Mike, if there is
anything I can do ...  I was wondering where you were, but right now, that
doesn't matter.  You need to go.  Now, get back to your family!"

   Melissa released Mike and stepped back.  Mike stood still and stared at
her.  He started to say something but Melissa cut him off.

   "Mike, call me later and let me know the times and places ...  now, get
out of here!"

   He still hesitated, there was something hanging invisible and unsaid
between them but neither dared venture down that path at this time.  The
thought scared Mike.  Melissa wanted it so bad that there was no way in
hell she was going to jinx it.

   Mike reached for her and kissed her.  She said, "Go ...  don't forget to
let me know!"

   As he walked away, he spun around, and said, "You know it!"

   Melissa folded her arms and strolled back in the restaurant.  Matt was
standing inside the door with his arms folded.  Their eyes met and she knew
what he wanted to say.  Melissa said, "When we get home, O.K.?"

   Matt paused and said, "When we get home."

   That night at home, Melissa told Matt and Nate the whole story; her
unspoken love and need for Mike, her desperation from not hearing from him,
her decision to seek out Sofia, and now her shame for how she behaved.  The
two men did not let her off the hook for her transgressions; but, they
forgave her and encouraged her to forgive herself.

   Nate said, "Sweetie, we will always be here for you whether you need us
or not.  We'll all drive up to Cleveland for the funeral."

   Melissa quietly said, "No.  You two go to the funeral.  I'll just be a
distraction and get in the way.  I'll stay here and go to work.  He needs
to be with his family.  You'll tell him I'll be here for him."

   Nate didn't often put his foot down when it came to his sister but, this
time was different.

   "You will attend the funeral with us young lady and there is no way
you're getting out of it!  He'll say you don't have to come; but, deep
down, he'll never forgive you if you don't.  Do you understand me?!  Also,
it's the right thing to do.  Put everything else aside and ...  do ...  the
right thing!"

   Melissa dropped her head and nodded in agreement, "Yes, Nate, you're
right."

   Nate looked at Matt and said, "You clear this at work.  If she can,
she'll be there in the evening."

   Matt liked this.  He liked it when Nate took charge.  He knew this meant
he was in for a pretty god damned good time tonight!  He replied, "Yes sir,
whatever you want!"

   Nate was happy, and somewhat turned on.

  
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   As Micky drove home, Dena and Lily were idly chatting in Lily's bedroom.
Jimmy was at the Hilton waiting for Diane and the kids to arrive.  Mrs. 
Dolan was on the phone with her sister.

   Lily said to Dena, "I asked him the other night; I asked him about you
two."

   "What did he say?"

   "He denied everything, well, almost everything.  He said some times the
two of you get carried away and create the wrong impression but, nothing
was going on."

   "I guess he would have to say that.  You're so pretty.  He's always been
afraid of you."

   "Yeah, you've said that before.  I did add a little something at the
end."

   "What?  What'd you say?!"

   "I told him that if the two of you were messing around, I wouldn't blame
you.  Then I added ...  I would."

   Dena beamed at her little sister and exclaimed, "You little slut! 
You're going to try aren't you?!  You're going to make a move!"

   With a knowing smirk, Dena replied, "You bet your ass!  Tonight, it'll
happen tonight."

   The sisters talked well into the evening.  They speculated about what
made him leave in such a rush earlier.  They settled on the idea that it
must be a girl.  Dena assured Lily that if that was the case, it shouldn't
change her plan for that night.  They talked until they heard their big
brother return to the house.

   Dena hugged Lily and said, "No matter what, I love you, Micky loves you,
and Jimmy loves you!"

  
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   Once home Micky quickly excused himself to go see Jimmy and the kids. 
Mrs.  Dolan, Dena, and Lily relaxed at home and shared wonderful stories
about their husband and father.  Mrs.  Dolan decided to turn in at ten and
Dena soon followed suit, deciding to sleep with her mother that night. 
Lily went upstairs and took a shower.

   Lily was unique in the Dolan family.  At a glance, she did not appear to
be part of the family.  She bore little resemblance to any of her siblings,
or either parent.  It wasn't until sorting through old family photos, her
father came upon a picture of his grandmother as a girl.  With her was her
own sister; and Lily was the spitting image of that girl!  Mr.  Dolan did
the research and found out that his great aunt's name was Rose and she
ended up moving to western Canada after getting married.  Try as he might,
he could not find any other information.  At least the Lily family
connection was settled!

   Lily's skin was darker than anyone's in the family.  She was a light
caramel color.  She wasn't tall or statuesque; she was short and petite. 
Her hair was a dirty blonde.  She had a cute upturned nose and an almond
shaped face.  Her eyes were a deep brown; almost a dark chocolate.  She
wasn't beautiful; but, at the same time, was far more than cute.  Her
features were delicate and her smile contagious.

   Years of competitive cheer and dance had toned and strengthened her
beyond what her size would indicate.  Her legs fit into the "gam" category
and her ass had a genetically perfect roundness to it.  Her abdomen was
taut and flat, her tits, thirty-four Bs, were small but, on her, appeared
perfectly sized.  She was a dynamo in a compact package that could leave,
and had already left, many a ruined man in its wake.

   Standing naked in front of her mirror after her shower, Lily applied a
fine dusting of baby powder to her entire body.  She brushed and parted her
shoulder length hair down the middle so it would fall naturally to either
side of her face.  Lily meticulously applied dabs of Lavender perfume to
her hot points just as Dena had suggested.  She put on a delicate white
thong and matching robe before lying on her bed, listening for her brother
to return home.

   Micky didn't keep her waiting for long.  Shortly after she was prepared,
he returned home.  Eventually, he made his way upstairs and took a shower.
Lily waited in her bed for him to finish.  Lazily, unintentionally, she ran
the fingers of her right hand up and down her body.  Slowly, she pulled the
robe aside and tweaked each of her nipples to erection.  Her fingers then
slightly pressed down as she traced along the outline of the front of the
thong.

   Lily felt her arousal.  It increased when she heard Micky leave the
bathroom and go to his room.  As she waited, she finalized her plan.  She
put in her earbuds and listened to "The Seldom Seen Kid." (I know it kind
of sucks, except for The Fix, but Lily likes it!) Once the album ended, she
got up and stole her way to Micky's bedroom door.

   Lily opened the door slightly and listened.  Micky was definitely
asleep. The gentle snore was the giveaway.  Lily entered the room.  The
light from the streetlights created an eerie visibility in the room.  Micky
was on his back, the blanket half off him.  He wore a simple t-shirt and
cloth shorts.  As she neared her brother, she assumed he was dreaming by
his slight motions and quiet sounds he made through his snores.

   Lily carefully sat on the edge of the bed.  Her right hand rested next
to her brother's left hip.  She shifted and could tell that Micky was
partially erect.  His dick pressed up against the grey shorts he wore.  She
looked around and decided to move to the other side of the bed.  This time,
she half knelt next to her brother.  Carefully, ever so cautiously, she
pulled and rolled the top of his shorts down until his dick was freed from
it constraints.  She couldn't take her eyes from her brother's dick.  Once
freed, it rose to a forty-five degree angle.

   She thought it was beautiful!  Lily had seen her share of cocks and this
one ranked with some of the best!  Micky moaned and slightly shifted.  His
dick flopped from it right hang to a downward hang.  She loved how it
moved!

   Micky was dreaming.  He and Anna Maria were walking down a hallway,
hand-in-hand.  They reached the door at the end and stepped out onto a
beautiful beach.  He'd been to this beach before and was familiar with it.
They continued their walk and, at one point, she yelled, "There it is!" She
pulled on his arm and they were lying in a meadow.  He felt his excitement
grow; he watched as Anna leaned down and took his dick into her mouth.  He
rolled his head back and noticed that it was night.

   Micky was almost awake.  He started to open his eyes.  Anna was here! 
Anna was with him!  He placed his hand on her head and said, "Anna!"

   Moments before, Lily found she couldn't help herself.  She gently half
laid on Micky, took his hardening dick into her hand and guided her mouth
over the head.  She sucked him in and slowly released him as she slid her
mouth up to the head.  She took him in again, this time, filling her mouth
with her older brother's dick.  Each time she took him in, she felt it in
her pussy!  She had always wanted to do this!  She didn't need her
brother's love or acceptance.  She was happy to have it, but what she
wanted, what she really desired, was to show her love for her brother.  To
give herself to him!

   Recent events had shown her that life was fleeting and you needed to
show your love and desire while you still had the chance.  She had known
about him and Dena for a long time.  She waited and waited for him to take
her as well.  Now she knew she had been mistaken.  It was her duty to give
herself to him and give him her love!

   Lily felt Micky softly place his hand on the back of her head.  Then, he
spoke!  She heard it, or did she?  `Anna?!  What ...  the ...  Fuck?!' She
sucked him back in as far as she could and held him in her mouth and
sucked. She sucked hard.  She continued to suck as she pulled back, keeping
just the head in her mouth.  She loosened up and tongued the head of her
brother's dick.  She felt him move, a conscious move.  His knees rose and
his feet moved in.  He lifted his hips in an attempt to push his dick back
in her mouth.  This time she heard him clearly.

   "Dena?  I thought we agreed ..."

   At that point, Micky realized that it was his youngest sister sucking on
his dick.

   `And oh shit!  I just called her Dena!!  Oh ...  fuck!'

   He needed a moment to think ...  she sucked him in again!  It felt
fucking great!  His hand was still on her head, he didn't pull her off, he
was deciding.  Then ...  Micky remembered he had been dreaming about Anna!
Did he?  No, he couldn't have, could he?!  She was sucking up his dick and
it was awesome!

   "Lily?"

   Micky's dick popped out of her mouth but, she continued a gentle
rhythmic stroke with her hand.

   "About time you got it right."

   "Lily, what are you doing?"

   Lily shifted to look at her brother and asked, "Are you going to stop
me?"

   "No"

   Lily took him back in and delivered two of the finest sucks he had ever
felt.  She popped him out and asked, "Are you going to join me?"

   Micky reached down and took his little sister by the shoulders; he
lifted her up so they were face-to-face.  He looked her in the eyes and
they met in a kiss.  They rolled, locked in their kiss while caressing and
fondling as much of each other as possible.  One time, when Lily was on
top, she sat up and removed her flimsy robe.  Micky grabbed her tits and
fondled them like precious jewels.  She leaned down and guided one after
the other of her tits into his mouth.

   Satisfied with his attentions, she moved to remove his shirt and shorts.
Lily ended up facing the other way as she worked his shorts off.  Micky
grabbed the thread of the back of her thong and literally tore the fabric
from her body.  He hooked her under the hips and lifted her up and over his
face.  She nestled her sweet little pussy down onto his waiting mouth.

   Lily tasted different from Dena.  Dena was a savory delicious woman. 
Lily on the other hand, was pure woman.  She had a mingling of a fresh
smell, some flowery smell that he really liked, and then the tart, heady
taste of a healthy pussy!  He found it to be heavenly!  Like Lily herself,
her pussy was a cute, compact source of pleasure.  Her natural tan coloring
combined with the blush of sexual arousal created a color that was arousing
in its natural beauty.  The petite nature of her pussy reminded Micky of
other times and girls.  As those memories flooded his mind, the excitement
of those moments returned as well and added to the eroticism of the moment.


   All of these sensations combined with the excitement of consuming the
forbidden fruit of his little sister's womanhood forced all doubts out of
Micky's heart and mind.

   Lily's hips were humping on his face.  He could feel her mouth on his
dick and the sensory load was absolutely perfect!  Pure eroticism was
exploding on his face and it felt like every nerve ending in his dick was
experiencing euphoria.

   Lily couldn't take it anymore.  Micky's tongue was magic!  It hit every
right spot at exactly the right times.  She felt her climax begin in her
gut and flow down to her pussy, where it was as if a detonator had set off
an explosion that radiated out and up through her body.  She clenched,
shuddered and, then quivered as the pleasure coursed through her.  The
feelings were only heightened by having her brother's dick in her mouth. 
As the last shudder rippled through her, she sucked harder than before. 
She felt Micky's dick seemingly grow in her mouth.

   Lily laid down hard on Micky and rolled to her right.  He rolled with
her until they were on their sides.  She stroked and sucked as Micky began
to ejaculate thick ropes of his hot cum into her mouth.  Lily didn't want
to waste one drop of her brother's love.  After the first three spurts, she
turned her head slightly underneath his dick and opened wide for his
remaining cum.  She wasn't disappointed, she kept stroking him, milking his
dick for all of his cum.  He came so much, in such a deep way that it
seemed like he was making up for a lack of attention or something.  Lily
caught every last drop of Micky's cum, and swallowed everything.  They
stayed in position as Lily kissed and sucked Micky's dick through the
finale of his climax.

   She felt him roll to his back and sigh a contented sigh.  She tried her
best to lick and swallow her mouth clean as she rose, turned and looked at
her big brother.  He lifted his arm and like always, she snuggled under it,
close to him.

   "Lily ..."

   "Shhhh, hold me."

   Micky did what his little sister wanted.  She snuggled in closer and
held him tight.  Almost immediately, he felt the effect of having her naked
body pressed against his.  Lily noticed that his flaccid dick was starting
to recover and prepare for action.  That was fine with her; she had at
least one more thing in mind to give her older brother.

   "Lily ...  I don't know if this is a good idea."

   "Micky, good idea or not, we're too far to take it back."

   Lily moved out from under his arm and ended up on his chest facing him.

   "This is about you, but it's mostly about me.  You are my first and
greatest love.  I need to show you, and share with you, all that I am.  I
want you and it would even be better if you wanted me.  We have tonight,
Micky ..."

   Micky wrapped his arms around his sister and pulled her in for hug.  As
he did this, her thigh rubbed up against his dick and she kept it there. 
Lily started to use her leg to stimulate her brother and make him hard as
they hugged.

   Micky moved his head and pressed his lips into hers.  Before they
started really kissing, Lily mumbled through their joined lips, "Inside me
Micky, I want you inside me."

   Lily grasped his dick with her right hand and adjusted herself on top of
him so she was spread, just up from Micky's now fully erect dick.  Still
holding onto her brother, Lily slid down his body a bit and guided the head
of his dick to her aching pussy.

   Micky looked at his little sister and said, "I want you Lily; oh, God,
how I've wanted you!  I've just been scared of ruining you or taking
advantage of you.  I would never hurt you!  I love you so much; I never
want to hurt you!"

   As she guided the head of her brother's dick across the lips of her damp
pussy, Lily simply shushed him.

   With a push back, and down, she felt her older brother enter her body.
Micky's eyes closed, his head rolled back and he let an elongated,
satisfied, "Aaaaaaah" as he joined with Lily, pushing deeper into her hot,
tight cunt.  For a moment, she stopped, when she no longer could hold his
dick.  She propped up a bit and rolled her hips to take him deeper.  Micky
placed his hands on her hips and pushed her downward as he thrust up into
her.

   She had no more room inside her and he had no more to give her.  They
were a perfect fit!  Lily pressed down and ground her hips into his as she
attempted to fill herself up with more of her brother.  Satisfied with
where they were, she eased up and rolled her hips upward only to slam them
back down, impaling herself on her brother's dick.  Micky crunched up a bit
and let out an elongated, "Ooooooh."

   He lifted his knees, planted his feet, and started a bottom humping of
Lily, matching her thrust for thrust.  She dropped to his chest, looking at
his face as she continued to ride up and down on his dick slamming into
her. She reached her hands to his shoulders and buried her face into his
chest.  In the midst of the wondrous feelings from getting fucked so
solidly, she noticed how clean shaven his chest was.  She took a look
around and realized that her brother was almost completely devoid of hair.
She filed that away for future reference as she started to roll to her
back.

   Micky felt her start the roll and took it from there.  He buried himself
deep inside his sister and took her to her back.  Keeping himself deep
inside, he lifted up and looked down at his little sister.  She never
looked more beautiful!  He watched as he slowly slid his dick back and
almost out of his sister's pussy.  His member glistened from her pussy
juices.  He paused for just a moment, looked Lily in the eyes and fucked
hard back into her.  It was her turn now and, with more gusto, Lily let out
an "Aaaah!" as her brother drove it home.

   Micky shushed her and fucked into her again.  She was quieter but not by
much.  Thankfully, their mother's room was safely at the other end of the
house.

   Lily was in heaven!  For most of her sexual life, this is what he had
longed for, waited for, desired ...  shit, deserved!  Yes!  Her older
brother Micky fucking her and, doing it so very well!

   Lily knew she had to be quiet and was confident she could do it.  She
writhed under her brother, emitting moans and sensual "Aaaahs" as he made
love to her.  `After all,' she thought, `that is what he is doing!  I love
him and he loves me!  Of course we should make love!'

   Lily was hot for him and loved every sensation she felt, but there was
more.  She could feel the difference, the difference between having sex and
making love.  That was it!  She put her whole mind and soul into bringing
pleasure to her brother.  As she strived to please him, she herself found
greater excitement and satisfaction!  Her body reacted automatically,
without command; together they made love.

   Micky was fully inside his sister and he stopped.  He moved around a
little, adjusting his angle of penetration and Lily enjoyed the new
sensations.  Slowly, Micky pulled back.  He was about half way out when it
became obvious to Lily what he was doing.  The top of the ridge of his dick
head was caressing the top of her cunt.  He hit her "spot!" Lily jolted and
gasped.  Micky knew he had hit it and started a quick shallow hump, keeping
contact with the spot.

   Lily started shaking and emitting an almost vibrato, "Aaah, Aaah, Aaah
..." as her brother stimulated her like no had ever before.  She felt
herself build up in a rapid ascending fashion.  Micky looked at his little
sister's face and saw that her mouth was in a constant O shape, her eyes
glassed over and her body jerking to the rising stimulation.  Without
warning he thrust hard, deep inside of her.

   Lily squeaked, holding back a yell.  She stiffened and squeezed him
tighter with her legs.  Micky pulled back to his previous spot and
restarted the shallow fucking.  Lily had never experienced this!  She felt
the build up again and was losing her breath, just when Micky slammed it
home once again!  She felt herself plant her feet this time and arch into
him.  He forced her back down and started the shallow fucking again.  This
time she picked up from where she had left off.

   Her "Aaahs" turned into rapid pants as her excitement built.  He slammed
her again!  This time the force of his penetration caused a wave of
climatic sensation to flow up her body.  Micky had his hand over her mouth
as she started to enter her climatic throe.  He muffled her sound enough to
conceal their activity.  He didn't go back to the shallow thrusts, now he
was fully fucking his little sister.

   It was his turn now and the sight of his little sister climaxing under
him with his dick hammering her tight pussy, was putting him over the edge.
With one final thrust, he came inside her.  He remained buried deep in his
little sister's pussy as his hips thrust with each spurt of cum.  Her legs
instinctively rose and wrapped around his waist, holding him in place as he
came.  Lily watched her older brother as his face contorted from the
pleasure he was experiencing.  He grunted with each release he made.  She
saw him contort, heard his grunts, and felt his hot cum in her pussy.

   Lily pulled her brother tighter into her.  She now felt his weight on
her body and smelled the manly scent of the only real man she had ever made
love to.  She felt his muscles relax and, through his panting, she heard
him start to quietly repeat her name.

   Her brother often made fun of her by repeating the "Lili, Lili, Lili"
line from Blazing Saddles; but, this time, it was different.  It was being
said with passion and love.  He was also saying "Lily." She felt that from
him and it made her wrap her legs tighter and grasp his softening dick with
her pussy.  She didn't want him to leave!

   With a simple but heartfelt, "I love you," Micky raised his hips and
slid his flaccid dick from his sister's clinging pussy.  Lily exhaled as
she realized the importance, yet impermanence, of what had just happened.
She found her brother's lips with hers and breathily said "I love you too,"
just as she commenced kissing him with all the passion she had.

   They continued kissing as Micky rolled off her to his side.  They stayed
entwined for almost an hour, holding, caressing, and being with one
another. Finally, Lily rose to her elbow and looked upon her older brother.

   "I have to get back to my own bed.  I love you Micky!"

   "Come here Lily, one more hug and kiss before you go.  OK?"

   She gave him his hug and kiss and left for her own room.

  
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   Micky had a hard time sleeping that night.  He had always desired Lily
but had sworn he would keep their relationship perfect.  He wracked his
brain trying to think of what he did to ruin everything.  He prayed that
their lives wouldn't be ruined by what had happened.

   Micky slept late on Friday.  When he finally made it downstairs, all he
found was a note from his mom informing him that she and his sisters had
gone to get their hair done.  They planned to get some lunch and be home to
get dressed and get to the first of the wakes, scheduled for three that
afternoon.  That wake would last two hours and the second session would
start at seven and was scheduled to end at ten.

   Micky ate, got showered and half dressed for the day.  When the women
got home they were in good, but serious, moods.  Both Dena and Lily were
very nice to him.  He only sensed warmth and love from his sisters.

   The Dolan family tree had many branches and one branch was the Ryan
family.  They have been in the undertaking business for over a hundred
years.  The business was now run by Tommy Jr., who had expanded it to three
locations.  Of course, the wakes were being held at Ryan's and Sons.  The
first wake was simple with a constant flow of friends, family, and
respect-payers stopping by.  Jimmy and his kids were perfect, although
Diane made it obvious that she was bored with the whole thing.

   Neither Jimmy's kids nor Diane were expected at the second wake and they
did not attend.  As a matter of fact, only her brother Dave showed up to
pay his respects.

   The second wake had no specific end time because its length was mostly
determined by the levels of inebriation of the attendees.  The wake began
at seven, the first drinks were poured at eight and the singing started a
half hour later.  The wake extended from the funeral home parlor, out into
the parking lot and across the street to Krupinski's Bar and Grille.

   When she had a chance, Dena cornered Micky and asked him about the
previous night.  Micky was genuinely surprised when he found out that Lily
had known about him and Dena for many years.  They chatted a bit but this
was no place to have this conversation.  Dena, though, was in her glory. 
Everyone in the old neighborhood treated her like simple Dena Dolan.  She
felt at ease and happy, in the warmth that surrounded her.

   Micky once again felt a pang of jealousy as he watched his younger
brother Jimmy talking with community power brokers and big shots.  Jimmy
had his father's flair for business and his mother's serious approach to
relationships.  As he watched Jimmy, he knew the pride he felt in his
brother far outweighed any jealousy he might feel.  He decided that what he
really felt was insecurity or self-deprecation in comparison to his
brother.

   Micky was standing on the curb outside Ryan's when he felt an arm
encircle his arm.  He didn't need to look, he asked, "Lily, how are you
doing?"

   "I think I may have had too much already ...  but this is just fucking
great.  I can't think of a better way to send dad off."

   The rock music from Krupinski's could be plainly heard out on the street
and Lily started to dance to it while holding onto Micky.

   "C'mon, Micky, dance with me!"

   The brother and sister danced on the sidewalk in front of the funeral
home that held their father's remains.  Soon, others joined them and the
crowd spilled into the streets.  Tommy Ryan had prepared for days, along
with Stan Krupinski for this event.  With one call, the police had the
block shut off to traffic and the party turned into a street party.

   It was Tommy who gathered up the Dolan kids and got a ride for them back
to their places.  They were all reminded that the funeral service would
start at ten the next morning at All Saints Church.  The wake was still
raging along Dingus Street.

   The car dropped Micky, Dena, and Lily off first and then took Jimmy to
his hotel.  Micky was out of the car first and watched as his sisters;
arm-in-arm, clambered out of the car.  He stepped between them, shushed
them and with an arm around each, took them inside.  Micky wasn't quite
ready for bed, he told the girls to be quiet and get some sleep.  They left
him downstairs, where he fell asleep on his dad's recliner.

   There was no problem finding pallbearers.  Micky selected three of his
dad's childhood friends and three of his adulthood friends.  Jimmy walked
with Diane, the girls walked together, and Micky escorted his mother.  The
funeral was well attended and moving.  On their way out of the church,
Micky caught a glimpse of Matt, and then Nate and Melissa in the back off
to the side.  Matt nodded at him but he couldn't catch Nate's or Melissa's
eyes due to the people he was walking by.

   He took his mother to the limo and headed back to church.  The rest of
the family was getting in the cars so Micky had to hurry.  He ducked into a
side door and was able to get to Matt, Nate, and Melissa before they could
move from their pew.

   Melissa hugged him tightly.  Micky caressed her back with one hand as
with his other he shook hands with Matt and Nate.

   "Guys, I can't tell you how much this means to me.  Thank you so much
for showing up.  It means the world!"

   "We wouldn't have missed it." Nate replied.  " It's not much, but we
knew we had to be here."

   "Thank you, thank you ...  I can't put into ...  wait, are you guys
coming to the cemetery?  We're having a gathering afterwards and I would
really ..."

   Nate cut him off, "Mike, we have to head back right away, we're sorry,
but these two have work."

   Melissa loosened her grip and said, "I'll stay for as long as you want."

   Micky looked down at her tearstained face and said, "No sweetheart, you
head back and get to work.  You've done so much more than you can even
imagine already.  I agree with Nate.  It'll be good and I should be home
Monday or Tuesday, OK?"

   No one else saw the trio from Columbus and Micky had nothing to explain
...  yet.

   At the cemetery, Micky was put on the spot.  His mother requested that
he sing a song he often sang with his father.  Micky did as requested by
his widowed mother and there wasn't a dry eye within hearing distance.

   The gathering, after the funeral, was fun but subdued in comparison to
the previous night's activities.  It was held in the local VFW hall and
featured an amazing Italian dinner of Mr.  Dolan's favorite dishes.  As the
evening was winding down, and Micky was sitting at a table, Lily came and
joined him.  Everyone else was gathered at the bar and Jimmy was playing
pool with his kids.

   Micky put his arm around his sister and she snuggled in.

   Lily looked up at her big brother and asked, "Why don't you tell me
about Anna?"
   To be continued ...