Near the back of the book a small note or letter had been tucked inside the dust jacket. Sitting up Julie leaned over her brother “We should have done this years ago.” After a pause she bent down and kisses him open mouthed, both hesitating for moments but then with passion. His fingers crept under her light cotton shorts and over her smooth hairless mound, his mouth came near her left nipple. David clamped his mouth on her nipple and began suckling that ingrained human nursing rhythm that we all have. The poem said said ” A kiss from me sends lust to thee, free from inhibition. She fit his fantasy perfectly. “Maybe she is right?” he said to himself his lips tingled and he faintly smelled roses. David tried to sit back in his heels but fell over in the tangel of his pants and laughed at himself. She had been masturbating since she knew what it was. I was just getting ready to go to my favorite porn sight when Julie tapped on my door. My reflection looked the same, did I imagine it?
