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than Aidan.
    Dionne went to the bed and bent, gathering
the old photo albums to return them to the shelves in the living
room. If she was lucky, there’d be a huge gallon of ice cream in
the freezer so she could eat her sexual frustrations away.
    But it wasn’t as simple as that.
    The tingle in her nipples and between her
clenching thighs reminded her how much power her younger brother
had over her—even though he didn’t even know it. She pressed her
eyes shut, sighed exasperatedly, and then slowly straighten by her
bed.
    She opened her eyes, and as if in a trance,
she raised her slender hand and gazed at her palm. It was as if she
could still feel the heat and power of her younger brother’s cock
against it.
    She was so stunned he’d do something like
that that she had never once thought of snatching her hand back.
But deep down inside, she knew she hadn’t because she really didn’t
want to. She actually wanted to know how he felt. She wanted to
feel her younger brother’s heat and girth.
    She slowly balled her aching hand as she
moaned softly, bringing her slow-forming fist to her chest where
her heart thudded hard. Why did she continue to torment herself?
Why couldn’t she just get things back to where they were? Couldn’t
she just see her brother as her brother? Why did the attraction she
felt for him turn against her?
    Simple. Aidan was very interesting. She’d
always understood that. He was her polar opposite in almost every
way. That alone almost guaranteed she’d be fascinated by him even
though he didn’t appear to share the same for her.
    The poverty she suffered her first six
months on this planet before the authorities took her away from her
biological mother, had a long-lasting effect. Mom and Dad told her
she’d been horribly underfed, and basically, left to her own
devices, while Aidan, despite his biological mother’s choice to put
him up for adoption, had been well cared for.
    Dionne straightened and went to the full
length mirror fastened on her bedroom door. She gave her reflection
a critical look, not seeing what Aidan, lately, seemed to see.
Instead, all she saw was an uninteresting young woman who couldn’t
hold a candle to even one of his less-than-perfect girlfriends.
    Her legs were shorter than she wanted,
or, her torso was too long for her legs? Either way, she they
looked disproportionate and weird. She took the hem of her top, and
pulled it up to gaze at her small but firm breasts. They were much
too small, and their golden nipples were too big. And her hips . .
. geeze. She could write a book on how unattractive her hips were,
but she could definitely write two on how unattractive her behind was.
    She dropped her top, and twisted in front of
her mirror with a frown growing on her brow, checking her huge butt
again. Fortunately, this time it was somewhat camouflaged by her
baggy shorts.
    She sighed.
    She wished she’d gotten more of that on her chest. The way she
looked now, she was convinced she resembled a bowling pin on legs
with a brunette wig plunked on top of it.
    “ What did you ever see in me?” she
whispered, recalling how Aidan always told her she was
pretty.
    Over the years, and when she needed it
the most, her only ego booster was her younger brother. Initially.
He always told her he thought she was really pretty because she
had, as he called it, “meat on her bones”, and he told her real
women should. She would have believed he meant it, too, were it not
for the girls he chose to date. None had “meat on their bones”. They were all
willowy and slender.
    So much for that ego-boost.
    Then again, she never considered herself a
beauty in any way, and that was okay. Boys scared her to death,
anyhow. She wasn’t planning on drawing their attention by
attempting to be attractive simply because she wouldn’t know what
to do with it if she got it.
    But that was then. This was now. And the
excitement of being seen by a sexy, handsome guy, even if he was
her much