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My sister, Janice, was a fucking hottie. Small, petite and oh so sexy, she looked like a model, with long, dark brown hair and hazel eyes. Her skin was pale, and her face was just perfect, like it belonged to an angel.
Janice had always been my favorite sister, which I guess was normal, since she was the youngest of the girls and was only a year and a half older than me, so we grew up doing everything together.
Almost everything.
See, I'd had a crush on Janice since, well, since I'd turned 18.
I mean, she was my sister, and that was supposed to be wrong, but at the same time, she was hotter than hell, and I couldn't help it.
Every chance I got, I'd sneak into her room at night to watch her sleep.
To stare at her beautiful face, and sometimes to even peek under the covers to see her perky breasts, which, as you can imagine, were fucking fantastic, especially when they were unencumbered by a bra - which they always were when she slept.
It was a good thing she was a heavy sleeper, otherwise I'd have been busted.
Anyway, about a week after my 19th birthday, things between us changed.
She'd come home late from a party, drunk, and I'd been awake, watching a movie in the living room, when she came through the door.
"Oh, hey Jan," I said, smiling at her.
She just smiled, walked up to her bedroom, shut the door and conked out.
I didn't know if it was something she took or what, but she was out like a light.
With my cock hardening in my pants just thinking about taking another of my nightly peaks, I headed upstairs.
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