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                           Brotherly Love by Joni

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Brotherly Love

It happened, oh, about five years ago, but it will remain in my memory
forever. My younger brother Jim and I were always very close to each other.
He used to be very naughty when he was a little kid, and always got in
trouble with mom and dad. I used to try and protect him often because
sometimes dad would get real upset, and smack him when he did some mischief.
Every time he got a beating, Jim would come to me and cry, and beg me to let
him sleep with me that night. So as we grew older, we became very close and
are the best of buddies even today.

Well, this story is about what happened five years ago. Jim was in college,
and lived in a one-bedroom apartment just off the campus. He was 20 at the
time, and I was 23. I work for a software company, and they sent me to a
seminar which happened to be at the University where Jim was studying. So I
decided to go and stay with him for the two days. He was ecstatic about it
because we had not seen each other in two years since he went to college. I
had visited him when he first went to college, and he had given me a key to
the apartment, so I was all set.

I arrived at the apartment about 7 PM, and got in using the key. Jim was in
the shower, and so he didn't hear me. I dropped my stuff on the sofa, and
went to the kitchen, to get something to drink. I was standing by the
kitchen window looking out, with a can of soda in my hand when I heard his
footsteps behind me. I turned around. He was vigorously scrubbing his head
with the towel, which covered his face, and so he didn't see me. He was
completely naked. I gasped in surprise, and that startled him. He pulled the
towel off his head and looked at me in surprise.

"Oh, Hi Jon. When did you get in?" He always called me Jon.

"Just now," I replied, looking at the gorgeous cock dangling between his
leg. It was long, and even in the soft condition, it looked beautiful. Jim
realized he was naked, and quickly covered himself with the towel.

"Don't I get a hug, Jim?" I asked.

"Oh. Yeah. Sure. Of course. Let me get dressed first. You caught me by
surprise."

"That's okay, Jim. I don't mind you hugging me like this." I stepped closer
to him, and hugged him. He put his arms around me and gave me his typical
bear hug, the way he used to when he was little. The towel dropped to the
floor. I could feel his cock pressing against my leg. I hugged him back, and
kissed him on the lips. Then I patted him on the rump, and pushed back,
holding him at arm's length to take a good look at him.

"You sure have grown up, Jim. You look great."

Jim blushed, and said, "Thanks, Jon. You look good, too. Now can I go and
put something on? I feel awkward standing like this in front of you."

"If you insist. But I don't mind you walking around naked," I said, looking
at his cock, "You are in great shape, Jim. Do you work out?"

"Yeah, whenever I have time. Where's all your stuff?" He bent down to pick
up the towel and wrapped it around his waist.

"In the living room."

"You relax now while I take care of it. Are you hungry?"

"Sure. Let's go out. I'll treat you," I said, following him into the living
room. Jim picked up my bags and headed for the bedroom.

"You sleep here in the bedroom, Jon. I'll get out the sleeping bag later.
Let me get dressed and then we can go."

I followed him in the bedroom, and sat down on the bed. He turned to look at
me.

"Are you going to sit here and watch me get dressed, or what?"

"Sure. Why not?"

"Fine, please yourself," Jim shrugged his shoulders, and removed his towel.
He looked at me, to see my reaction. I smiled at him, and turned my
attention to his cock, which was beginning to get hard. I looked at him
again, and winked.

"You really have a nice cock, brother."

Jim blushed again, and said, "Cut it out, will you? You are my sister, for
God's sake."

"But not a saint, mind you."

"What do you mean, Jon? Are you trying to hit on me, or something?"

"No. I am just admiring your body, you goof. Just like you ogle at a
well-endowed woman."

Jim laughed, as he began putting on his clothes. "Well, that's different. I
don't ogle at you. Besides, the women I look at are not my sisters, and most
of the time they are fully dressed."

"But I am sure you do imagine how they would look naked. So if you get a
chance to see a beautiful, naked woman, would you not look at her?"

"Sure I would. I am not a saint, either."

"That's just my point. I got a chance to look at a handsome hunk of a male
in the nude, and I looked. Don't make a big deal about it. I've seen you
naked before."

"Yeah. But that was many years ago, when I was a little kid."

"Nothing has changed on your anatomy, except everything got a little bigger.
Some parts, a lot bigger."

Jim shook his head. "I don't believe you. If you were not my sister, I'd
swear you were trying to hit on me. Now come on, and let's have something to
eat."

We had a good dinner at a nearby Chinese restaurant. By the time we got
back, it was past 9 PM.

"What time is your seminar, Jon?" Jim asked, reaching for his sleeping bag
on the top shelf of the closet.

"I think it starts at 8:30. They have complimentary breakfast and
registration before that. But I don't have to be there that early. How far
is it from here?"

"Not far. We can walk there in five minutes."

"Good. What time do you have classes?"

"The first one is at 9:30. So I am not in a rush. You can use the bathroom
first."

"Okay. Are you turning in for the night?"

"Heck, no. I have assignments to finish. I'll probably be up until
midnight," Jim replied.

"That's terrible. I am not sleepy as yet. You think we can just sit around a
chat for a while, or do you have to hit the books right away?"

"No, I can chat with you. In fact, I'd love to, Jon. We haven't seen each
other in such a long time."

Jim sank in the sofa, and pulled me down. I fell on top of him. He hugged me
tightly, and said, "I'm so happy to see you, Sis. I love you."

"I love you, too," I hugged him back, and kissed him on the lips. We held
each other, enjoying the embrace. Then I slid out of his arms and sat down
next to him.

"Tell me about your love life, Jim."

"Love life? There is none. No time for that right now. I've got to get A's
this semester. Otherwise, it's goodbye law school."

"Law school? I thought you wanted to be a doctor."

"I changed my mind. These days, even doctors need lawyers. Besides, law
school is quicker."

"I see. I am happy for you, Jim."

"Thanks." He turned and put his arms around my shoulders, and pulled me
closer. "I am so glad to see you, my sweet sister. You look great. Looks
like you also work out."

"A little. I am not a fanatic about it. Just enough to keep the tummy tucked
in and hips from getting bigger, that's all."

"You are doing fine. Stand up, and let me look at you."

I got up, and stood before, him. Standing on my toes, I thrust my chest out
and slowly twirled around to give him a good look. Jim clapped, and said,
"By golly, Jon. You are a knockout. To be frank with you, I wouldn't mind
looking at you naked, now that you have seen me in the nude."

I laughed, and said, "Oh, really. Well, I'll think about it."

We chatted about things for a while. I was beginning to get sleepy. "I think
I'll call it a. day. Do you have an alarm clock, Jim? I forgot to bring
mine."

"Yeah. It's right next to the bed, where you can hit the snooze button
without any problem."

I got up, and kissed him goodnight, and went to change. After brushing my
teeth, I took a hot shower, which always helps me to relax at the end of the
day. I took out my nightie and put it on. Looking in the mirror, I realized
that it didn't hide much, because it was quite sheer. I usually wear nothing
underneath when I sleep, but I hesitated. I was not in my own place, and I
thought perhaps it would be better to at least wear panties. I have a good
figure, and I am quite proud of it. I usually keep my bush trimmed, but
didn't have time to do it before leaving. So the bush was kind of thick, and
it showed through the nightie. I put on the panty, and went out in the
kitchen to get a glass of water.

Jim had also changed, and was wearing just his boxers. He was stretched out
on the sofa, reading some textbook. I noticed the slight bulge in the
boxers, and could see the outline of his cock resting between his legs. I
found my nipples getting hard thinking about his naked cock, which I had
seen earlier. I got the glass of water and walked over to him.

"What are you reading?"

Jim looked up at me, and gave a slow whistle. "Wow, lady. You are some babe,
Sis." He sat up, looking with admiration at me. I smiled at him, and slowly
turned around. "Now we are even."

"No, we are not. I was naked. You still have this thing on. If you want to
be even, then take it all off."

"Are you daring me?"

"If that's the way you want it."

I pulled the nightie off in one swift motion, and stood before him. Jim's
mouth was open, and his eyes were big, staring at my bust. I felt a shiver
down my spine as I watched his eyes moving from one breast to the other, and
looking at my crotch, which was still covered. He shifted uncomfortably on
the sofa, and I noticed that he was reacting to my semi-nakedness.

I smiled at him, and said, "Satisfied?"

"Wow. They are just gorgeous," Jim said, licking his lips, without even
looking at me. His eyes were riveted on my breasts which, I have to admit,
were gorgeous. There is no sag to them at all, and that is something to be
proud of when you are a size 38B.

"I would never have guessed, Jon, that you have such perfect tits. Most of
the time you wear such baggy clothes, it's hard to tell."

"Thanks, Jim. I like my figure."

"So do I," Jim said, slowly getting up. I watched him, as he tried to adjust
his crotch to hide his arousal.

"Don't bother. I already saw it. You are hard, aren't you?"

"I am sorry, Jon. I shouldn't react like this. You are my sister."

I took his hand in mine, and said, "Don't feel bad. Don't you see that I am
also reacting to you?" I placed his hand against my breast, pressing it into
the hardened nipple.

"Please, Jon. Don't do that," Jim stammered, but his hand stayed on my
breast. I put my arm around his neck and pulled his head toward me. I kissed
him lightly on the lips and said, "It is natural to react to a naked body,
Jim. Get over this shame and appreciate the beauty of what you see. I am not
ashamed to look at you. Just look at that tent in your shorts. It looks
gorgeous. Take the shorts off and let me see your hard cock."

Jim looked at me pleadingly, struggling with the conflict between arousal
and guilt. I pulled him in my arms and hugged him. I pressed my breasts
against his chest, and my pelvis against his arousal. He was stiff like a
pole, and was poking into my belly. I pinched him on his behind, and stepped
away. Quickly I stepped out of my panty, and said, "Now. Take it off. Let's
both be naked. Then we will be even."

Jim still hesitated. "I don't know, Jon." His eyes were now fixed on the
golden bush between my legs. I grabbed the elastic waist bend of his shorts,
and yanked them down. Wordlessly, he stepped out of them, and sank to his
knees on the carpet. He put his arms around my waist, and pulled me closer.
Gently he kissed my bush, and caressed my butt.

"You are so beautiful and sexy, Jon. Please forgive me for reacting this way
to you."

I sank to the carpet and took his face in my hands.

"Jim, my sweet brother. There is no shame in nudity, and there is no shame
in admitting our attraction to the opposite sex. I know we are brother and
sister, but human body is the same, regardless of relationships. And when
you love someone like we love each other, there is no reason for this guilt,
darling. You are aroused by a beautiful female body, just as I am aroused by
a handsome male body."

"But what good is that going to do, Jon? It's not like we are lovers, and
can make out when we are turned on."

"I understand, Jim. But why do you deprive yourself of the pleasure of
seeing a naked woman whom you love very much? We have been so close all our
lives. Remember, you even used to sleep with me in my bed many times?"

"But Jon, that was a long time ago. I was only eight or ten."

"No. You used to sleep with me till your were fifteen. Don't you think I
could feel you growing up when you used to cuddle up to me at night?"

"What are you talking about?"

"You are such a goof, Jim. I still remember how you used to take your cock
out of your night dress and play with it. You thought you were being very
careful, but I knew what you were doing. I could feel your jerking movements
and hear your grunts. Sometimes your cock would press into my back when you
had your leg over me."

"My god, Jon. And you didn't say anything."

"No. Do you know why?"

"Why?"

"Because I knew you were trying to learn about your growing sexuality, and
it was safe to do it with me. I was also curious at first what you were
doing that caused the bed to shake so much. So one time I watched you."

"I am so embarrassed," Jim said, looking away. I thought I saw tears in his
eyes, so I turned his face toward me. He was almost on the verge of crying.
I pulled him in my arms and caressed his head.

"Oh Jim. Why are you so sad and ridden with guilt, darling? I am your
sister. You can talk to me. Don't you think I would understand, after what I
just told you?"

Jim held me tightly, and said, "I love you so much, Jon. I know what you are
saying makes sense, but it's hard not to feel guilty. You are my sister."

"Okay, so I am. Let's get past that. All your guilt hasn't stopped your body
from reacting to me, has it? Look how hard your cock is now," I reached down
and put my fingers around the shaft. "And it's hot, too. You are really
turned on, sweetheart. Let me help you."

"But why? I feel so terrible," Jim tried to push my hand away.

"Because I love you, my brother. Now just relax and enjoy." I pushed him
down on the carpet, and straddled his legs. Bending forward, I kissed his
cock, and rolled it around in my hand, squeezing the throbbing mass of meat
gently. Jim moaned with pleasure, and closed his eyes, resigned to the whole
situation. I smiled, knowing he wanted it. My heart was filled with love for
him.

I gently massaged the shaft, pumping him slowly and kissing the tip. Jim's
hips began to jerk with increasing urgency as I caressed and pumped him. I
watched his balls contract as he got closer to orgasm. He was moaning loudly
now, and began lifting himself off the carpet against my pumping hand.

I got off his legs, and knelt beside him, resting my head on his flat tummy.
I watched the throbbing shaft as it jerked in my hands. Jim groaned loudly,
and thrust sharply upwards. I watched in amazement as big globs of semen
shot forth from the purple tip of his cock, making a beautiful arc in the
air and splashing on his legs and belly. It happened so fast that I couldn't
duck quickly enough, and got a shot of it in my face as the cock jerked
spasmodically in my hand. It was sticky and slippery now, and continued to
dribble more semen as Jim's frenzy subsided.

He gave a long sigh of relief, and tried to get up. I pulled on the
shrinking cock to squeeze out the last drops of fluid from it, and then
licked my fingers.

"It tastes very nice, Jim."

"Gosh, Sis. I never came so hard before. Thanks. I love you."

I hugged him, and kissed him on the lips. Jim wrapped his arms around me,
and gently swung me around, and pushed me down on the carpet. He kissed me
back, as his hand reached for my breast.

"Let me return the favor, Jon."

"Be my guest. I want to see how you do it."

Jim smiled and pinched my nipple hard. I winced, and said, "No rough stuff,
brother. I have a very low threshold for pain."

"Sorry. I will be gentle. I love you so much, that I want to treat you like
a beautiful, delicate rose." His shyness and guilt had disappeared.

Jim got busy right away. He started caressing my breasts, playing with them,
kneading the firm flesh and kissing, licking and sucking the hard nipples.
Once in a while he would come up and kiss me. When he did that again, I
grabbed his head and kissed him back, forcing my tongue between his lips. We
opened out mouths and kissed each other deeply. It was like a bolt of
electricity passing through my spine. He tasted so wonderful and erotic,
that I could feel the tingling in my pussy. We held each other tightly,
smothering each other with repeated, deep kisses like two lovers in heat.

Jim broke off the kiss, and said, "Oh, Joni. Did you know I have dreamed
about this so often? I could never admit it to myself, but ever since I
became aware of my sexuality, I have wanted to kiss you like this. I knew
you would taste so sweet like nothing else in this world, and now I have
tasted that sweetness. Oh, I love you so much, my heart aches."

I pulled him down, and said, "I know, darling. I have always known that you
had the hots for me."

"I didn't realize I was so obvious."

"You were. Now stop talking and get busy. Eat my pussy, sweetheart."

"I thought you'd never ask." Jim shouted with delight, and immediately slid
down between my legs. I opened them for him, and he stopped. With an
expression bordering on awe, he stared at my pussy, outlined in the silky
golden border of the now wet pubic hair.

"It is so beautiful, Jon. I can't get over how sexy it looks. And your
clit... it's already so red."

"That's because I am turned on, you dummy. Now do something about it before
I sit on your face and choke you."

"Okay, okay. Get ready for the most erotic pleasure ride of your life."

Jim dove in, and I let out a moan as soon as his tongue slurped across my
slit, brushing my inflamed clitoris with its rough surface.

"Oh, God. It feels so good, Jim. Don't stop now."

Jim continued his assault on my dripping hole, licking and sucking the lips
and folds. He stuck his tongue into the opening and began drinking the
juice. I could feel his tongue pushing more and more inside, and wondered
how long it was. His lips brushed my clitoris constantly, causing me to
stiffen with pleasure. I was on fire.

I grabbed his head and began jerking my hips against his mouth. Jim spread
my legs all the way out, exposing my pussy and opening it wide. Holding them
apart like that, he started sucking me with a fierceness that drove me to
the point of insanity. I tightened my fists and pressing my arms against the
carpet to get leverage, lifted my hips against his unrelenting mouth. I
screamed, and bucked as waves of orgasm swept through my body. Grabbing my
breasts and clutching them for dear life, I jerked my hips against his
mouth, screaming my head off as the orgasms kept coming like tidal waves.
Finally, I went limp and collapsed, gasping desperately for breath.

Jim pulled back and sat between my legs, his face smeared with my love
juices. He kept looking at my vibrating pussy lips as the tremors of orgasm
slowly subsided. My legs and thighs were soaked in the juices from the
pussy, and my whole pubic area was wet. He looked at me and smiled.

"How was that, Sis?" Jim asked, stretching alongside me, and putting his
arms around me.

"Heavenly, darling. You were just great. I never came so hard in my life.
You are a wonderful pussy eater."

"I am so thrilled that I could give you this pleasure. I have thought about
it for years. Thanks for letting do it."

We hugged and lay there on the carpet, our naked bodies entwined in the
loving embrace.

After several minutes, Jim got up, and grabbed his shorts.

"Time to get up, Sis. I have to hit the books. Let me help you up."

He grabbed my hand and pulled me to my feet. Handing me the nightie, he
said, "You better get your beauty sleep." He slapped me playfully on my butt
and pushed me towards the bedroom.

The next morning, I woke up feeling very lightheaded, and my whole body was
relaxed and peaceful. I took a shower and got dressed for the seminar. When
I came out, Jim was already in the kitchen, making breakfast. He was still
wearing his shorts. I sneaked up behind him, and reaching around, grabbed
his cock from outside.

"Good morning, brother."

"Good morning, Jon. Did you sleep well?" He turned around, pushing my hand
away.

"Never slept so well, thanks to you."

"My pleasure. Now sit down over there, and let me serve you my special
breakfast."

It was delicious. Jim ducked into the bedroom while I was eating breakfast,
and hit the shower. Soon we were ready. He walked with me to the building
where the seminar was and went off for his classes.

When we got back that evening, there was an awkward silence between us. Jim
finally cleared his throat, and said, "Listen, Jon. I have been thinking
about what happened last night. It was the most beautiful experience for me.
How about you?"

"For me, too. Are you feeling guilty about it?"

"Surprisingly, no. What you said last night started making so much sense to
me as I thought about it during the day. I realized I was missing out on a
beautiful aspect of love, which is trust, caring and genuine affection for
the other person. The intimacy is the ultimate token of this feeling of
oneness where nothing else matters except the love in our hearts."

"I couldn't have said it better, Jim. I am so glad you feel this way,
because I have never enjoyed such intimacy more than I did last night."

"Great. You are so precious, my darling sister. I will love you forever."

He took me in his arms and we held each other. It felt good. He nuzzled his
nose in my hair, and then kissed me lightly on the neck.

"What do you want to do tonight?"

"I don't know what can top last night, Jim. Did you have something in mind?"

"Wait. I was asking about dinner. I am sorry."

"Oh. Well, you pick the place. My treat again. Don't protest."

"I am not protesting. I could use some relief from expenses."

"Good. Let's go to a Mexican restaurant tonight."

"Great choice. There is a good one about two miles from campus. They have
the best Margaritas north of the border."

"Perfect. Let's get drunk then."

"You do that. I have to drive us back in one piece."

"Suit yourself."

After a leisurely dinner, we got back to the apartment. I was feeling a bit
off guard, because of that extra glass of Margarita the waiter had talked me
into. I leaned on Jim as we got into the apartment, and collapsed on the
sofa.

Jim changed, and then brought a wet towel from the bathroom, and splashed it
across my face.

"Come on, Jon. Change and go to bed. It's past 10 p.m."

"Help me up, Jim. I think I had too many Margaritas."

"You sure did. Are you all right?" Jim asked, concerned.

"Yes, I am fine. I just don't have enough strength to do anything. Be a
sweetheart and start the shower for me."

I stumbled into the bedroom and managed to get undressed. I walked into the
bathroom where Jim was adjusting the water temperature. I said to him, "Why
don't you join me, Jim? You also shower before bed, don't you?"

"Yes," he replied without looking back at me. Then he turned and saw me
standing naked. His eyes roamed all over me, and then came to rest on my
face.

"You want us to take the shower together?"

"Yes. It will be fun, just like when we were kids."

"Are you sure? Don't blame me for what happens because you are already
turning me on standing naked like that."

"I know, I know. Stop arguing and get in," I said, stepping under the
shower. Jim quickly undressed and joined me. We began soaping each other and
scrubbing each other's backs. Jim reached around and cupped my breasts, at
the same time pressing his partially hard cock between my buttocks. I
pressed back against him and said, "Hold me like this, Jim. It feels good."

After a few minutes of soaping and fondling and scrubbing the upper body,
Jim turned his attention below the waist. He cupped my crotch and rubbed his
palm vigorously against it. Soon, we were playing with each other, soaping
the genitals and arousing each other. He was hard and throbbing with
excitement, and he could also feel the slippery wetness of my pussy.

We got out of the shower and dried each other. With an impulse, he picked me
up in his arms and carried me out into the bedroom, and put me down. Kissing
me on the lips, he said, "Tonight I sleep with you, just like when we were
kids."

"Wonderful. But on one condition. No clothes. I want to feel your naked body
against mine."

"No problem."

We got in under the sheet, and embraced each other. We were like two long
lost lovers, caressing and exploring each other, driving each other to
higher and higher levels of sexual ecstasy.

Jim pushed me down on my back, and rolled on top of me.

"Jon, I want to make love to you. We have come so far in this that I can't
turn back. Please don't say no."

I was taken by surprise. I knew we had been more than intimate with each
other, but I never thought we would get this far. I thought for a moment.
Sensing my hesitation, Jim began to roll off me.

I held him tightly, and said, "Wait, Jim. Give me a moment to think about
it. It's kind of sudden, you know. If we do it, we would be permanently
crossing the boundary. You realize that, don't you?"

"Yes. I know it would be incest, but we have already crossed the boundary
last night, don't you think? Now the only thing we have not experienced is
the intercourse. Would it make any difference at this point?"

"No, you are right. All right. I want you to make love to me, darling. I
want my brother to love me."

"Oh, Sis. I am so happy now. It will be good. I promise."

"I know it will be good. I can feel it," I said, reaching for his cock. It
had grown big and stiff and was throbbing. I opened my legs and welcomed him
between my thighs. Jim slid forward, his cock pressing against the folds of
my pussy, which was already soaking wet. Slowly and lovingly, he pressed
forward.

I could feel the tip of his cock push aside the folds at the opening and
slide in. The lubrication from the secretions made it easier for him to
penetrate, but it was still tight, because his cock was really hard and
thick. I pulled him down and kissed him as he jerked his hips. Suddenly the
whole shaft was buried to the hilt in my pussy. Jim moaned with pleasure,
and said, "Oh my god, Jon. You are so wonderfully tight, it feels like my
cock is gripped in a velvet fist. I have wanted to experience this feeling
for a long time, but I couldn't even allow myself to think about it."

"Don't talk so much, Jim. Thrust it in me and make love to me. I want to
feel it slide in and out, and scream my head off when I come."

"Okay. Get ready for a wild ride." Jim raised himself slightly, and rammed
his cock in with a single, powerful thrust. The hard shaft rubbed across my
clitoris, causing me to catch my breath. I moaned with pleasure, and
relaxed, enjoying the repeated, deep thrusts of Jim's wonderful cock.

In a short time, I was on the verge of a major climax. I clamped my legs
around his waist as he plunged his cock into me, and thrust upward. I
screamed as my body began to shake with the first wave of orgasm. Jim
grabbed my waist and rammed again and again. I could feel his cock getting
thicker, and I knew he was coming close to his orgasm as well. I needed
another big one before he came. I squeezed my muscles and rotated my hips as
he came down. He didn't expect the tightening of my pussy like that, and
suddenly his eyes opened in surprise as his balls churned and a powerful jet
of semen erupted into my womb. He grunted like a wild animal, thrusting
repeatedly as I tumbled over with another powerful orgasm, triggered by his
eruption. We kept thrusting at each other, our genitals locked in a tight,
loving embrace, until we had drained ourselves completely.

Finally, he collapsed on top of me, our bodies drenched in perspiration and
the labor of our love. We kissed each other, and smiled. We lay in each
other's arms, and sometime much later, fell asleep, still locked in the
intimate embrace.

That was the only time we made love, but the memory will always be precious
for me, as I know it is for Jim. We became much closer to each other since
that night five years ago. He has a girl friend now who does not know
anything about what happened between Jim and me, and I haven't told my
husband anything either. Jim and I know that they would not understand, and
would be terribly shocked and hurt. So it is still our little secret.
Whenever Jim and I get together during holidays and family reunions, we
reminisce about it, knowing that those moments of ecstasy five years ago
were the most precious memories that we will always cherish. We talk about
doing it again if the circumstances were right, but haven't made any efforts
to make it happen. If an opportunity came our way again, I know we would not
hesitate for a moment to enjoy the union of our bodies and souls with each
other.
 

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