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   This story contains elements of explicit sexual nature.

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know why you have opened this one.  Maybe to be offended, so you can
complain about how awful it is that somebody writes stuff like this.  If
that's the case, my advice is to seek professional help.  You need it.  If
you are not allowed to read stories like this, I will not be held
responsible, if you choose to continue.  But don't worry; it's all fantasy.

   A great thanks to Old Rotorhead and Jay Cantrell for proofing and
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   Anna, Susan, Sandra, Sis and me.



   "I still can't believe you dumped Susan for Anna.  I mean, Susan is
every man's dream, isn't she?  She's slim, tall, blond and tremendously
good looking.  Isn't that what all guys want?"

   "I'll choose to overhear what you're implying about Anna because you're
my sister, but no, Susan isn't what all guys want.  She's like a Barbie
doll: stiff and only good at one thing."

   "Sex?"

   "No, looking good.  Having sex with her was like having sex with a
Barbie doll.  She was stiffer than my cock and only worried about messing
up her hair and the risk of breaking a fingernail.  "

   "OK, but why Anna?  She has a nice face, but she is a bit on the heavy
side, and she looks so boringly ordinary.  I know she's bright, but not
exactly what I'd call sexy."

   "That sure as hell depends on what you mean by sexy.  OK, she's has some
extra padding here and there, but she's really wild in bed."

   "Anna?  You're kidding.  She looks like a librarian, for Christ's sake!"

   "Spare me your prejudice.  She's hotter than hell.  I'd been with quite
a few girls, but Anna is the first girl I've met who openly admits that she
likes sex."

   "I like sex!"

   "Yes, but you're a lesbian, and you're my sister."

   "And being a lesbian automatically makes me a sex maniac?"

   "No, but being a person who primarily defines herself to the rest of the
world by her sexuality indicates that sex is pretty important to you,
right?"

   "Point taken.  Tell me more."

   "Sure.  It was this reception, and it was so bloody boring.  I don't
really know how, but I ended up chatting with Anna and she was bored stiff
like I was.  We had a few drinks, and I started thinking about going home.
Anna asked me if I wanted to come along back to her place.  I asked her if
she wanted to show me her etchings, you know, just for fun.  Anna said:
'No, I want to get laid!'"

   "That's sure to send most men running back home to mummy."

   "Hell no.  I mean, I'd had a few pints, and I knew I wasn't going to get
anything at home.  Susan and I had a little quarrel that morning, and the
night before as well.  As a matter of fact, we'd been fighting like cats
and dogs for weeks.  Things were rapidly going down the drain anyway. 
Never mind.  I thought it was great that a girl could say something like
that; take the initiative and be honest about it.  So, we went out.  It was
pouring and we couldn't get a cab.  Man, we were soaked when we got back to
her flat."

   "I'd bet!"

   "Did I ever tell you that you have a dirty mind?  OK, so Anna said:
"We're going to get naked anyway.  Let's throw it all in the dryer." I'd
been in her flat for less than a minute, before we were stark naked in her
bed.  She's really sexy, you know.  She has the biggest areolas and nipples
I've ever seen.  You would love them."

   "If she'd let me clamp them."

   "Maybe.  I don't know if she has tried that, but she's not squeamish. 
I'll ask her.  Perhaps she'll let me take some pictures to show you."

   "Never mind.  Go on."

   "Easy now!  Don't tell me hetero sex turns you on?  Well, she wanted me
to eat her first, and she told me so.  I mean, she knew what she wanted,
and she wasn't afraid to say so.  She even helped, spreading her labia for
me, so I could get to her clit.  I think you'd love her pussy as well. 
Anyway, she told me when it was good and when it was really good.  If she
wanted me to do something, she told me so.  Man, it was so hot, nothing
like Susan.  I don't think Susan has ever made a sound when we had sex."

   "I think I know what you mean."

   "She didn't hide her orgasm either.  God, that was loud.  What was the
name of that girl that you had sex with in your room, and where mum and dad
found out, because she squealed like a pig when you made her come?  Just
like that."

   "Jill.  Don't remind me.  It was so embarrassing.  I didn't want to
break the news like that to mum and dad."

   "They survived, and I think they're still praying for your salvation and
the delivery of some grandchildren.  You know they love you."

   "If they really love me, they would know that it's the way I am, and I'm
not going to change!"

   "Hey now.  They know that.  Mum was worried and sad, because she knew
how difficult it would be for you.  Dad just loves children, right, and he
can't wait to be a granddad.  You are the oldest and a girl.  I think he'd
expected you to deliver several grandchildren.  He just had to get used to
it, that's all, but mum was genuinely worried and you know she was right.
You should have told them back then."

   "I couldn't, could I?  I was sixteen, confused, and I didn't know what
was happening to me."

   "I know, I know, just forget it.  Wanna hear more?  OK, Anna was soaked,
and she sure hadn't had enough.  Some girls turn into rag dolls when they'd
come, but not Anna.  She wanted more."

   "Gee, I thought it was boy's that turned into rag dolls."

   "Yeah.  Very funny.  So we fucked, but you know, Susan usually wanted to
get it over with, and I'd had a few pints, so it didn't take that long for
me to come."

   "Premature ejaculation, little brother?"

   "No, just . . .  never mind.  I thought she was satisfied, you know, but
she wanted more and she didn't give me much time to rest.  She tried to
blow life into my cock, but it wasn't really working, so she took out a
vibrator and began to masturbate.  I mean, right in front of me."

   "Now, that's a nasty trick."

   "Yeah, As soon as my cock began to grow, she told me get up to her
mouth. She just tilted her head back and licked my balls and cock shaft. 
Then she sucked me in.  I was still only half-mast, but it was getting
there, and she took it all in!  She gagged a little, but man, it was hot.
She told me to knead her boobs really good, and all the time she played
with the vibrator.  I tell you, it didn't take long before I was ready
again.  I've never got it up twice before, but Anna is just . . .  "

   "My brother, the stud."

   "Save your sarcasm.  It was fantastic.  She wanted to do it doggy style.
That way, she could use the vibrator on her clit while I banged her from
behind.  This time I didn't lose it, no way.  When she'd come again, she
wanted to ride me, but with her back to me.  That was fine with me, I mean,
I love to see a girl's arse when I fuck her, and Anna has got a great arse.
She still had the vibrator and while she rode me really hard, she began to
tease my arsehole with the tip of the vibrator.  Talk about dirty trick!"

   "So you lost it again?"

   "No, it was really wild, but I held on until she took a thin vibrator
and lubed it up.  Man, I was really nervous.  You know I'm not prejudiced
or anything, but that's something gay guys do.  If I hadn't been a bit
inebriated, I'd probably have stopped her, but it was so wild and when she
began to slide it into my arse . . .  It was just incredible.  She'd turned
around and I tell you, I really made her boobs bounce.  Girls who pull
stunts like that have to be good riders and she is.  She used one hand to
guide the vibrator in my arse and one to rub her clit like mad.  I don't
know if she came a third time or not.  It was just too wild and loud for me
to notice.  God, I don't think I'd ever had an orgasm like that."

   "Hold it right there, brother.  I just need to go.  I wanna hear the
rest, OK?"

   "Gotta get relief?"

   "Yeah, but not that kind.  I'll be back in a sec."

   "We'll continue after the break."

   - - -

   "OK, I'm ready.  Let me have it all."

   "Where was I?  OK, I really wanted to stay with Anna, but I had to get
home, you know, be a Tuesday night and I'd had to get up and go to work and
all.  I mean, there was no doubt in my mind that we had to see each other
again.  Susan was asleep, but the next morning she started nagging me about
coming home late.  I got really pissed at her and told her to find
somewhere else to live.  I'm not too proud of that now.  It wasn't really
her fault.  I mean, even though it was my flat and all.  Anyway, she'd
packed and was gone when I came home in the afternoon."

   "You kicked her out, just like that?"

   "I didn't mean it like that!  It was just bad timing.  Things were
rotten anyway, but I know I should have done it more . . .  you know what I
mean."

   "Yeah, I know.  It happens.  Go on."

   "I called Anna and told her that Susan and I had split up.  Not the
details, of course.  I really wasn't proud of it.  I was a little afraid
that she wouldn't . . .  you know, we were a bit drunk the night before,
but she was cool about it, and invited me over straight away.  She didn't
have to ask twice."

   "You've thinking with the wrong head, little brother."

   "So what.  It's not like I'd asked her to marry me.  So I was going over
there to get laid.  What's wrong with that?"

   "You'd dumped Susan just for a lay!"

   "Oh, stop it.  It was more than that.  We'd really had a good time the
night before, not just in bed.  Do you wanna hear this or not?"

   "I do!"

   "Then stop preaching and listen, OK?  I took a shower, picked up a pizza
on the way, and went over to her place.  Really romantic, eating pizza from
the box.  It was as if we'd known each other for years.  She never showed
me her etchings, so I asked if I could see her toys instead.  No problem. I
could even try them out on her, if I wanted."

   "Smart move.  Did she have a big collection?"

   "No, well, she had the two I'd already seen, a vibrating egg and a
ordinary dildo.  The first two I'd seen were her favourites.  The dildo was
the first one she bought and she didn't really use it any more, and the egg
was mainly for wearing if she was too busy to lie down and do something
about it."

   "Just what I need.  So little privacy here.  I need something discrete."

   "I'll can get you one, if you want it?  Anyway, I was a little curious
about the egg, too, and I tried that out first.  Extremely versatile.  You
can use it in so many places, but I was more into the two other vibrators.
I used the big one, which wasn't that big, in her pussy and the small one
on her clit.  I tell you, that really got her going, but I wanted to get
more into it, you know and she's got a very suckable clit.  Besides, I
wanted to return the favour from the night before."

   "Sooo considerate."

   "Yes.  It did much the same for her as it did for me.  I wonder what her
neighbours think about her.  She really screamed.  It's so bloody exciting
when she tells me how it feels and what she wants me to do, you know.  When
she came, I just replaced the big vibrator with my cock and left the small
one up her arse.  It was a very special feeling to fuck her while she had a
running vibrator up her arse.  Talk about good vibrations."

   "Sounds great!"

   "It was, but we were doing the old missionary and the vibrator wouldn't
stay in.  So, I sat up and Anna straddled me with her back to me and took
the other vibrator.  Now, the small one was pushed back inside every time
she plunged down on me, and Anna used the big one on her clit.  I grabbed
her boobs and especially her big nipples.  We did it really slow and Anna
was talking all the time, telling me how good it felt to be filled.  It
occurred to me that she might find it just as exciting if I talked to her,
and I told her how I could feel the vibrator going into her arse and how
tight she was.  She really is, you know, even though she's a big girl."

   "I bet you she has used the egg a lot.  Good exercise for your vaginal
muscles."

   "She had another orgasm, before I came.  Man, it was wild."

   "And then she got you up again?"

   "No, that was it.  We just relaxed and talked the rest of the evening. I
think you need to relax a little, too, don't you?  Visiting hours are over.
"

   "I know, but I don't want to rest.  When I try to relax and sleep, I
start thinking.  I don't think I can stand it in here for much longer.  I
want to get out of here"

   "You'll be out of here soon.  I'm sure they find out what it is any day
now.  Didn't they take a lot of tests today?"

   "I feel like a pincushion.  Blood samples and biopsies.  They've done
that for a week now.  My own doctor took a zillion tests four month ago. 
The specialist took test.  I've had every possible test at least twice. 
Why can't they do something?"

   "They will, Sis.  Don't get upset.  I know it's hard.  Why don't you let
Sandra visit you?  She's miserable, you know.  She can't understand why you
won't let her visit you."

   "I don't want anybody to see me like this.  I look like shit, don't I?"

   "Not to me and not to Sandra, I'm sure."

   "Come on!  You know what I mean."

   "Think about it.  It will do you good, and you'd not be alone so much."

   "Tell her I'm OK, will you?"

   "I will.  You are OK?"

   "No, not really.  I'm scared . . .  Please hold me a little before you
go."

   "It's gonna be ok, Sis, and it's ok to be scared.  You can cry as much
as you like, I won't tell anyone.  But they would understand, Sandra, mum
and dad.  You're not alone and we do understand.  I'm scared too,
sometimes, but I know you're going to be all right.  Trust me.  Nothing's
going to happen to my old Sis."

   "I love you, little brother.  Thanks for spending so much time here.  I
don't know what I'd do without you.  You're the only one that really
understand me, I think."

   "No I'm not.  I'm the only one you think you understand."

   "Why do you have to say things like that?  Take care now.  Will you come
around tomorrow?  I wanna hear more about you and Anna."

   "I'll be around.  Before you know it, you'll be hetero.  Sweet dreams."







   Day two.







   "Hi Sis.  Any news?"

   "No, nothing.  They've taken more tests.  I'm been waiting for you.  I
slept sooo good last night, and it's all your fault."

   "I'm sorry.  Did I ruin a good martyrdom or are you suddenly going
straight?"

   "Nooo!  I still have a little imaginative power left and I put myself in
your place.  There's nothing like sex to keep your mind busy and besides,
there's not much else to do here."

   "Oh yeah!  I bought you this: small and discrete.  Where do you want
it?"

   "What would I do without you?  You're so sweet.  If you take the
wrapping, I can keep it in my toilet bag.  That's about the only private
thing I have here.  Oh goody, that will surely be able to distract me."

   "You'll be out soon.  I talked to the nurse and she said that they were
confident that the test they'd taken today would give them a clue.  She's
sure it's only a matter of a day or two, before they know."

   "Yeah!  Sure!  Never mind.  As long as you visit me, I'll survive.  You
wanna tell me more about Anna?"

   "All right.  Do you want the chronological tale or just the juicy
highlights?"

   "Just the juicy bits."

   "I thought so.  Well, where should I begin?  Oh, by the way, Anna would
like to borrow your clamps, if you don't mind.  And it would be ok with
some pictures.  She felt really sorry for you, lying here all alone."

   "Did you tell her what we talked about?"

   "Sure.  I think she thought it was a little odd at first, you know, us
being siblings."

   "Did you tell her why?"

   "Not in great detail, but enough for her to understand."

   "Do you think she'll keep it to herself?"

   "She'll never tell a soul."

   "You better tell her the whole story, then.  I don't want her to ask
about it one day.  I'd rather that you tell her."

   "I think that would be a good idea, yes."

   "I don't want to talk about it, at least not now.  Go on, tell me about
Anna."

   "OK.  Well, it's not like we use toys all the time, even though we are
mostly at her place.  She doesn't have a car.  The toys are at her place,
but we don't always use them, even when we are there.  They kind of lose
their magic, if we use them all the time.  But Anna is quite ingenious. 
She really shocked me one day."

   "Is that really possible?  I thought I'd made you immune."

   "Well, you might have talked about it, but I haven't actually tried it."

   "What?  Don't beat around the bush!"

   "Stop interrupting me, then!  I was lying on my back and Anna was
sucking my cock.  Her tongue was everywhere, up and down the shaft, licking
the head and she sucked my balls.  Just when I thought she was going to
finally swallow the knob, she dove again and licked my balls, but not only
that.  She pushed up my legs and began to lick around my arsehole.  I don't
know what excited me most: The feeling or the fact that it was so kinky,
but it sure as hell felt good."

   "Oh Yes!"

   "Yeah, I thought you'd know.  She licked closer and closer to the centre
while she slowly jacked my cock.  I was going nuts, I tell you.  She poked
and licked and kept me on the edge.  When she could feel I was about to
burst, she stopped and waited a while.  God, it was torture.  I didn't want
to come, really!  I mean, we'd just started.  I had to push her away.  Then
it was payback time.  If she could lick my arse, I could lick hers and I
did.  My revenge was that I didn't stop when she came, I just continued.  I
made her come two times, while she told me how much she loved it with my
tongue in her arse.  By then, I was so ready to fuck her you wouldn't
believe it."

   "I believe you."

   "I don't know what it's like for a girl, but I get so excited when I go
down on a girl and make her come.  Coming two times in a row made Anna a
little more passive than she usually is and I just fucked her so hard and
fast.  Almost a pity, really."

   "Hey, I love that when I'm all exhausted and she does me one more time.
Sandra used to do me with a strap-on, just like that."

   "Why don't you let her visit?"

   "We've been over that a thousand times.  You know we broke up before I
got sick.  I've just gotten over it and don't want to see her right now.  I
don't want her to see me like this.  Maybe I still love her and hope that
she'll come back, but she sure as hell won't, if she sees me like this."

   "You're looking great.  Sandra is really feeling so badly about it."

   "And you've told her why I don't want to see her, right?"

   "I have."

   "She'll just have to learn to live with it.  I can't deal with it now,
OK?"

   "Sure."

   "I really appreciate that you visit me so much and I know you feel that
it would be easier if I had more visitors, but I don't want to see anybody
else.  You don't have to come around all the time.  Sometimes, I feel
really bad because you're always there when I call and I never do anything
for you."

   "Wrong.  You mean everything to me.  I'm just no good at telling you:"

   "Bullshit, and you know it!"

   "Seriously, Sis.  I don't know where I'd be without you."

   "Never mind.  You were telling me about you and Anna."

   "All right.  You know, I'd licked her arse, I'd fingered it and used the
small vibrator, but I'd never ever tried to do it with a girl, you know,
anally.  I was sure Anna had tried that already, but she hadn't and she was
a little reluctant to let me do it.  Can't blame her, really.  The thickest
thing I'd put up there was my thumb and not even the thickest joint."

   "It requires patience, little brother."

   "Have you?"

   "Only dildoes, but thick enough to match."

   "Well, Anna's little vibrator isn't much thicker than my little finger.
But I managed to convince her that I'd be careful and stop if it was too
much.  We hadn't chosen a special day to do it.  Anna had told me she'd let
me when she felt in the mood for it.  It took a couple of weeks.  One
night, when I'd licked her and played with both vibrators, Anna suddenly
said that now was the time to try.  We always use gel for the vibrator and
Anna was already very slick.  When she knelt in front of me with her head
and shoulders on the bed and her arse tilted upward, I was about to just
slam it in.  It looked so sexy and exciting."

   "Yes!  There's something about a girl in that position that makes her so
sexy and inviting."

   "Especially when the girl has an arse like Anna's.  I kept my promise
and moved very slow.  Anna had suddenly lost control over her muscles.  She
was really nervous and clenched tightly.  I couldn't even get my little
finger or the vibrator in.  I didn't try to force anything in.  Instead, I
teased her with my finger until she relaxed and suddenly it slipped in.  I
fucked her with my finger for a while, taking it the out completely every
now and then, just to get her used to it.  Anna liked a finger up there and
began to relax.  When I felt confident that she was relaxed and ready, I
replaced my finger with my cock."

   "And then she could take it?"

   "No, not right away.  It took several minutes.  I just pushed little by
little.  For once, Anna was very quiet, breathing deeply to try and relax
as much as possible, and then it suddenly passed the tight ring.  It was
tight!  Boy, it was tight.  Perhaps she tensed when I entered.  She was
really concentrated and breathing deeply."

   "Tell me, is it just me or - You know, a lot of men love to do it
anally, with women.  Is it really that good?  I mean, I prefer something
much smaller back there.  It doesn't really feel good, if it's a big dildo,
at least not for me.  I know some women like big things up there, but what
does the a man get out of it?"

   "Once you're in, it's not that tight.  The rectum isn't that tight.  The
best part is to pass the anal muscles.  That's tight.  I think it's because
it's kind of taboo.  I mean, it's a little kinky to fuck a woman anally and
that excites me.  I guess other men feel the same."

   "Did Anna like it?"

   "Yes, but it was little like me, I think.  It's forbidden and therefore
exciting.  Initially, it hurt; not as bad as she'd feared and it passed
pretty quickly.  After that, it really turned Anna on.  Both of us,
actually.  She didn't like it too much if I penetrated her deeply, but that
didn't matter much to me.  It was only towards the end, when I came, that I
lost control and went all the way in there."

   "Have you done it again?"

   "Yeah, Not that often, but sometimes when we're in a really naughty
mood. Anna has learned to relax and she says it doesn't hurt any more,
initially.  Still, most of the time, we just have ordinary sex."

   "What's ordinary to you?"

   "Well, oral sex and intercourse.  We like to tease each other.  Take a
Saturday, for instance.  We can kiss and touch all day.  I'll come up
behind Anna and grab her tits.  I'll knead them through her shirt for a
couple of minutes, until I can feel her hard nipples through the fabric and
then I'll stop.  Later, she'd do something similar to me and we go on like
that all day.  Sometimes, we can't stay away from each other and have to
make love in the middle of the day, other times we wait until bedtime. 
It's something I never did with Susan.  She'd be annoyed if I did something
like that."

   "I think you and Susan misunderstood each other a lot."

   "Perhaps.  I mean, I think sex should be fun.  Not just something you do
under the covers with the lights out.  It's not something that you have to
get over and done with, like cleaning the house or cooking the dinner."

   "The way you tell it, you and Anna have a lot of fun."

   "Yeah.  Do you wanna hear more?"

   "No, save it for tomorrow.  You are coming tomorrow, aren't you?"

   "Of course."

   "Then I think you should go home to Anna now."

   "You'll be ok?"

   "Sure.  I think I need a little time to myself and my new toy."

   "Right!  I'll see you tomorrow."





   Day Three.







   "Hi, Sis."

   "Did you talk to the nurse?"

   "I did.  You'll beat it, I know you will.  You're a strong girl, Sis. 
You'll fight it and beat it."

   "I . . .  I.  Just hold me, please."

   - - -

   "Thanks, little brother.  I needed that."

   "Always welcome."

   "It's just so . . .  Why me?  What will happen?  I mean, the nurse
explained what was going to happen.  I've never heard about it before;
Hodgkin's disease!  And why didn't they find out in the first place.  I had
to go through a cure for scabies, twice.  I had to go though all kinds of
allergy test.  I was sent to a masseur because they thought I had
muscle-infiltration.  It was my bloody lymph nodes!  Why didn't find out.
Why didn't they check it?  Why?"

   "I guess it's a rare disease and hard to diagnose.  I hadn't heard about
it before, either.  The nurse just gave me a brief description and told me
what they were going to do.  I know it will be rough, but they found it
pretty early and your chances are good, Sis.  You'll be ok."

   - - -



   "Sorry."

   "Hey it's ok to cry.  If not now, then when the hell should you cry?"

   "I just . . .  I've spent so long preparing for all the terrible
diseases it could be and now that I know, it feels like the whole fucking
world is tumbling sown on me.  I feel so exhausted."

   "You know, it's my lunch break.  Maybe you should try and get some
sleep. I'll come back tonight."

   "Ok.  And thanks for coming so quickly.  I really needed you to hold
me."

   "Anytime.  See you."

   - - -

   "So, did you get a little sleep?"

   "A little.  Cried a little.  It helped, actually.  You won't believe who
came to see me."

   "I though you'd told everyone to stay away?"

   "I did, but she didn't know."

   "Tell me!  Who?"

   "Susan!"

   "What!  My Susan?"

   "Yeah, your former Susan."

   "How did she know you were here?"

   "Somebody had told her and she thought she would come around to see me."

   "Just like that?"

   "No, I actually think she wanted to see me, not just because I was
here."

   "What do you mean?"

   "Well, I don't know.  Just a hunch.  By the way, she was sorry that she
walked out on you, just like that.  We got a bit of a laugh over that. 
She's not that bad, you know."

   "No, I know.  I guess we weren't meant for each other, that's all. 
What's that hunch you got?  She wanted to come back or something?"

   "You're so vain, little brother.  No, not back to you, but I think she .
. .  Maybe she's not meant for men at all."

   "What?  You think she wanted you?"

   "Yes.  Does it bother you?"



   "No, I mean, it might be a little awkward at the wedding."

   "What wedding?"

   "Anna's and my wedding in two month time.  You're invited and if you're
with Susan, I guess we'll have to invite her as well."

   "But-but I'm going to get chemo therapy and radiation.  My hair will
fall off and . . .  I'll look horrible.  Maybe I'm in the hospital!"

   "No, you'll be let out in a couple of days.  You don't need to be
hospitalised during the treatment, if there's someone at home to look after
you.  You'll stay with me."

   "But what will Anna say?  I can't just move in with you."

   "Of course you can.  It's ok with Anna.  "

   "I . . .  you're so sweet, little brother, but you know what?  Susan
actually offered that I could stay with her.  It will be a hell of a way to
start off, but at least she'll see all my bad sides from the beginning."

   "She has?  I can't really imagine her as Florence Nightingale.  Are you
sure you want to do that?  It will be perfectly OK to stay with me."

   "I don't know.  I mean, Susan was so nice, you know.  I've always liked
her.  I . .  .  I'll be needing someone to hold me and take care of me and
I know you'll do it and all, but it's like . . .  you are always there for
me and I don't want to wear you out, you know what I mean?"

   "That won't happen, Sis.  Are you sure Susan is really up to it?"

   "Sure, why not?  Are you afraid that I can make her squeal in bed?"

   "If you can, please don't tell me about it."

   "If you say so, but I know you will be curious."

   "Maybe."

   "I just don't know if it's the right way to start.  I mean, I'll
probably lose my hair and everything.  I'll look horrible."

   "No you won't.  You'll look beautiful, even if you lose all your hair.
You have such a pretty face.  Besides, you won't have to shave, if you
still do that."

   "You can really find the positive sides of everything, can't you?"

   "Yeah.  No stubble."

   "You know what I really like about you, little brother?  You can make me
forget everything, even that I'm about to die."

   "You're not about to die.  You'll fight it and you'll win.  I won't let
you die.  I've brought you back once and I'll do it again, if necessary."

   "It's not enough just to make me throw up this time."

   "No, but I promise I'll help you keep up your spirits.  Maybe it's not
such a bad idea to move in with Susan after all.  I guess you'll take it as
a challenge to make her go crazy in bed."

   "Especially if I can tell you about it."

   "She doesn't know that we have no secrets.  I've never told her."

   "I have."

   "Jeez, Sis.  The two of you must have had a very serious conversation
today."

   "We did.  I think she was pretty shocked, when she found out what was
wrong and that I'd just been told.  She didn't crack up, but she apparently
decided to be honest with me; probably with herself as well.  She told me
that she'd been in love with me for a long time, but I was living with
Sandra and she was living with you, and she wasn't even sure what she felt.
She has never been with another girl.  I mean, her parents brought her up
that way.  She's fantasised about it, but never done it."

   "Moving in with her sounds a little risky to me.  Don't you think it
would be better to move in with me first and then see how things develop?"

   "Maybe.  She liked the first kiss and she sure liked it when I touched
her breasts."

   "What!  Here?  She must really have wanted it.  She's so shy and would
hardly kiss me in public.  She let you touch her?"

   "Yes.  She had a loose blouse on and I slipped my hand under.  She
touched me, too.  My tits."

   "You're really something, you know that?  You hit on my former
girlfriend and seduce her in a hospital bed."

   "No.  She comes here and declares her love for me and we kiss a little,
that's all.  Mind you, if I'd been able to lock the door, we'd probably doe
a little more than that."

   "I believe you."

   "I guess I've had a crush on Susan for a long time.  We always seemed to
get along so well, but we'd promised never to hit on each other's
girlfriends and I already had a girlfriend.  I loved Sandra, you know I
did. I was devastated when she left me.  If I hadn't promised you never to
do it again, I might have considered it."

   "Then I'm glad that Susan and I broke up."

   "Are you jealous?"

   "No, I don't think so.  I mean, if Susan wanted you and not me all
along, it explains quite a few things.  I have Anna now and we're made for
each other."

   "Good.  It's terrible, but I'm feeling pretty good.  I was so anxious to
know how you felt about Susan and me.  It's such a relief.  I'm so happy
about Susan.  I'm feeling like I'm in love for the first time.  I have a
fifty-fifty chance of surviving and I'm about to begin a horrible treatment
and I feel happy.  I must be crazy."

   "Why should you want to feel bad?  You'll be much stronger if you're
feeling good."

   "I guess you're right."

   "Of course I am.  I'm always right!"

   "I'm . . .  I'm scared."

   "You have every right to.  Just remember that you are stronger now.  You
know who you are, what you are and what you want.  You want to live.  It's
not like before.  You want to live and you have something to live for. 
You've always had, but know you know."

   "What if I don't . . ."

   "You will.  You have to.  You are going to hold the baby in the church,
when it's going to be baptised; you'll be the godmother.  You can't just
check out when someone needs you."

   "What baby?"

   "Anna's and my baby.  Anna is pregnant and we have already decided that
you are going to be his or her godmother."

   "Oh my God!  Congratulations.  But what if I'm still sick and have no
hair?  What if I'm here?"

   "You're not and if you are, we'll bring the preacher and the guests here
and have the ceremony in the hospital hall.  But you're going to be fine
and if you haven't got your hair back yet, you'll have to do without it. 
You will be beautiful and everybody will be able to see that you fought it
and you won.  You're strong and you'll be so beautiful, Sis."

   "You-you are crazy . . .  You can't do this to me!"

   "It's healthy to cry, Sis.  You get a lot of stuff out that way."

   "You - - - iuiiu."

   "I love you too, Sis.  Just get it out."

   - - -

   "Feel better?"

   "I feel so happy and so frightened."

   "Just let the happy feeling win."

   "Easy for you to say!  It's just words."

   "No, words aren't always easy.  You should know that."

   "Did you tell Anna?"

   "I did."

   "Did she understand?"

   "Better than most, I think.  She knows what it's like to be different
and be outside in that age.  She was pretty heavy as a teenager and the
dates didn't exactly queue up.  She was very alone and had very little
confidence in herself.  She has an older cousin, who taught her that she
wasn't ugly just because she was big and helped her build up her self
esteem."

   "They're close today, too?"

   "Yes.  Not like us, but close.  Anna couldn't believe how we managed to
keep it a secret, but she understood why we tell each other everything."

   "Good."

   "I'll be going now, Sis.  You get some rest and I'll see you tomorrow."

   "OK.  And thanks.  I hope I can live up to your expectations."

   "Just live.  That'll be enough."

   "Get out of here!  And tell Anna I love her, love you both."





   Day Four.







   "Hi.  Anyone been to see you?"

   "Susan.  It was . . .  great.  I'm feeling so good.  I mean, I'm still
scared and if I start thinking about it, I start to cry, but . . .  I'm
getting out tomorrow.  Susan's coming to pick me up."

   "Great.  Are you moving in with her straight away?"

   "No.  Perhaps.  I don't know.  I have to go back and pack a few things,
but I want to be with Susan as much as I can, before the treatment starts.
I mean, if I don't make it I . . .  I want to . . .  spend as much time . .
.  with her as I can."

   "Come on, Sis!  You'll make it.  There's going to be a lot of fear and a
lot of tears, but you'll make it."

   - - -

   "You remember that video - Shakespeare Sisters: Stay With Me?  I feel
like that, only it's me in the bed and you beside it."

   "God, Sis.  It's so sinister.  I always get the chills when I hear that
song.  It's so beautiful and so full of emotions.  You will stay with me,
promise?  Stay in our world."

   "I promise."

   "Have they told you more about the treatment?"

   "Yes.  They'll begin with radiation.  They will hit on the lymph nodes.
Then it will be chemotherapy.  Four times.  That's the really hard part. 
If I'm lucky, that will be it."

   "Piece of cake, Sis."

   "It's so easy for you to say.  I'm the one who's going through it.  They
are going to block my Fallopian tubes so that I can't get pregnant.  I told
them it wasn't necessary.  You know what the nurse said?  "We better.  You
might suddenly be afraid that you're missing something and want to try it
just once.  You won't be the first to do things you've sworn never to do."

   "Maybe she's right.  You never have been with a man, so you don't know
what you are missing."

   "No, but I just can't see anything erotic in having a hairy ape all over
me."

   "I can only agree."

   "Do you always have to have a smart answer?  No, don't answer that."

   "I'm all quiet, but I've just come up with another answer."

   "Save it and be serious for s moment, will you?  I've been thinking.  I
mean, they say it might affect my fertility, but it's not very likely. 
Still . . ."

   "You wanna have kids?"

   "Sandra and I were half way into it.  We were actually arranging to go
to a private clinic and get inseminated.  I was to go first.  Oh God, we
should talk more often.  Anyway, we didn't get around to it, but I still
think I want to and if Susan . . ."

   "Isn't it easier to do it the way nature intended?  I mean, just this
once?  It's probably cheaper as well.  At least Susan will be able to."

   "There's only one man I would ever dream about having sex with and I
can't have children with him."

   "Why?  Has he had a vasectomy or something like that?"

   "No, stupid!  He's my brother!"

   "You want to . . ."

   "No, I mean perhaps.  I . . .  maybe I do want to try to have sex with a
man, just once, just to know what it feels like, but it has to be with
someone I love and trust and there's only one: you."

   "Thanks.  I'm really honoured."

   "Seriously, it's just something I'd thought about after the nurse said
it.  I'm not sure I even want to do it.  I don't know if you'd want it. 
Have you ever had a crush on me?"

   "I . . .  I guess so.  You're a very pretty and sexy girl, but you're my
sister and on top of that, you're lesbian, so I've never really thought
that much about it."

   "Have you ever masturbated, thinking of me?"

   "I . . .  I've done that, but I was usually fantasising about you with
another girl.  For a long time, you were the only girl I'd ever seen naked,
so I guess it was only natural that you were . . .  kind of my dream girl."

   "Don't be ashamed about it.  I think it's kind of nice . . .  exciting
that you have been dreaming of me.  If . . .  if I decided that I would
like to try, would you want to?"

   "If you ask me right now, then yes.  I know it sounds kind of strange,
but all this talking about life and death have made me so horny.  I've been
taking it out on Anna the last couple of nights, or rather, we have been
taking it out on each other, because she got terribly horny, too."

   "It might be strange, but I've felt the same way.  I mean, before I was
told, it was sort of a way to keep my thoughts away from it all, but
yesterday, even though I'd just been told, I suddenly felt so hot."

   "Have I ever been a part of your fantasies?"

   "Not until today, but . . .  when the nurse told me, you know, that she
thought I might do something like that, even though I'd never ever
considered it, I began thinking about you.  What it would feel like.  I
fantasised about talking you to a hotel and just spend one day and one
night, doing everything.  I wanted to feel you and taste you.  You know
that you're still the only man I've ever seen in the nude?"

   "You poor thing.  How do you know that you are a true lesbian?  I mean,
it might just be my body you don't like."

   "NO!  I've seen enough.  On the beach and by the pool.  I know.  I
simply can't imagine anything less sexy than a hairy ape on top of me."

   "You could ask him to shave."

   "Yeah, right!  I just can't imagine myself being with a man.  Except
you."

   "You're really in luck then.  Last night, Anna and I spend a long time
talking about you, the disease, and treatment.  I told Anna that you were
worried about losing your hair.  Anna is shaved, you know, bare as the day
she was born and she asked me if she could shave me.  She's asked before,
but I'm not all that keen on having a razor near my cock or balls.  I've
refused so far, but as I said: all this talking made me horny and she
caught me in a moment of weakness.  I said yes."

   "Oh dear.  Delilah got to you."

   "Not with that effect, no.  First, she lathered me up with foam.  By the
time she'd done that, I was standing like a flagpole.  I'd promised myself
not to look, but I couldn't help it.  She did it very slowly and very
cautiously and it was so difficult to relax.  Have you ever cut yourself?"

   "No, I don't think so.  Mind you, I'm very cautious."

   "Anna was too, thank god."

   "Go on.  You must have done more than that."

   "Oh yes.  When she'd finished and washed the foam off, she rubbed some
oil into my skin.  Man, that felt good.  It felt so different, now that the
hair was gone.  She used her hands and her mouth to make it feel really
good.  Her hands were able to just glide over my skin.  Anna really liked
it as well.  It was the first time a man had let her shave him and she just
wouldn't stop caressing me.  I ended up blowing it all into her mouth and
face.  She had to go out and wash her face afterwards, because she let go
of my cock at the wrong time."

   "She didn't let you off that easy, did she?"

   "No.  I wanted to try the oil thing on her, too.  I began with her
boobs. I always love to wash them when we shower together.  I like that
slippery feeling.  I liked it so much that Anna had to tell me to move on
and get down where it really mattered."

   "I know the feeling."

   "No, I mean, it was great to oil up her pussy as well.  I can't use soap
there when we shower, and it was really a nice feeling to slip in and out
between her fold and openings so easy.  It felt like she was very, very wet
and then a little."

   "So?"

   "So, when Anna had come, she'd hoped I was ready again, but wasn't
quite. Now, Anna knows that seeing her masturbate is one of the most
exciting things I know, and she decided to make a little show for me. 
You've seen my bed, right?  The one with the short bedposts.  You know
there's two balls on each bedpost: a small one at the top and a slightly
bigger one under it, right?"

   "I think I've seen it, yes."

   "Anna put a little oil on one of the bedposts and knelt on the bed.  She
began to ride the bedpost while she masturbated.  It was so wild.  She made
me move closer and began to suck my cock while she was still riding the
bedpost.  That got me back in shape, and it put me in a really kinky mood.
I told Anna to stay where she was, leaning over the bed with the bedpost
still inside her.  Then I got up behind her and began rimming her arse.  I
tell you it drove her up the walls.  It was awkward, but it was so hot.  I
still have a pain in my neck."

   "One must suffer."

   "Sure, but we didn't stop there.  While I was rimming her, she told me
to get up and fuck her.  She was really hot.  With all the oil I'd already
used, I could slip into her arse fairly easy, even though Anna was more
upright then.  She was really getting into it now and she'd taken the
second knob on the bedpost inside her.  I held on her to her oily tits and
played with her nipples while she moved up and down on my cock and the
bedpost.  At one point, I was afraid that she'd break the bedpost."

   "You two are crazy, you know that.  Didn't you say that she was
pregnant?"

   "Yes, but the bedpost is short, don't worry.  It didn't take that long
for her to come and when she did, her arse sort of contracted along with
her pussy and I had to give in as well.  It was just so hot."

   "I think you're really going to be in my dreams tonight, little
brother."

   "Oh dear!"

   "Don't worry, it's only fantasies - so far."

   "Thank God!"

   "Honestly.  Would you be shocked if I asked you to have sex with me?"

   "No, I don't think so, no.  I don't think you can shock me any more."

   "Please, I'm serious.  Would you want to do it?"

   "Sorry.  Yes, I think I would.  Not just to please you, but because I
think you're a very sexy girl, even though you're my sister."

   "Are you sure?"

   "Yes.  I know it's wrong and that we shouldn't even consider having sex,
but to do it just once would be . . .  it would be justifiable and as long
as it was our secret, it wouldn't hurt anybody."

   "Nobody will ever know.  If we decided to do it.  I'll keep my
apartment, at least for a while.  I just need a little more time to make up
my mind.  It's not you, it's just . . ."

   "Hey, you don't have to make excuses.  It's your decision.  I love you
very much and I think you're sexy, but it's not like I don't get enough at
home."

   "God, little brother!  You can really be profound sometimes."

   "You think about it.  I only want to do it if you really want it.  I'll
see you tomorrow, Sis."

   "It will be at Susan's, then.  Do you have her address?"

   "No."

   "Neither do I.  I'll call you when I'm there, OK?  Should I ask Susan to
leave, before you come around?"

   "No, we better get it over and done with and get used to it.  See you
tomorrow."

   "I love you, little brother."

   "I love you Sis."







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