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"This Isn't Right ... Is It?" | grayoldfart | 1


It was well past midnight when the bright light of the hall crashed upon my eye lids. By the time I blinked away the sleep and could focus, the door was again closed, but low illumination from the street lamp beyond my closed drapes revealed a form standing over near my bed.

"I know this is probably wrong," she said, "you know ... what with us being related and all..."

There was a cool rush of air against my naked body as she lifted the blankets, followed by the incredible sensation of her warm, also-naked body pressing up against mine. Before I could speak, her lips were against mine...


Who is she? And what happens next?


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