David Crane

The family oral tradition

CHAPTER ONE

"Thanks a lot, Sis!"

Laura was sitting on the front porch as her older brother, Thad, came up the steps looking disgruntled and annoyed and slightly flushed.

Laura, at that time, was a very pretty blonde teenager with a nubile, bouncy body. Her tits thrust out saucily in her tight sweater and a lot of slim, shapely thigh showed below the hem of her then-fashionable miniskirt.

Now she looked surprised by Thad's attitude.

"What's wrong?" she asked. "Myrna Jones is what's wrong!" he snapped. Myrna was a classmate of Laura's and had asked Laura to get her a date with Thad. Thad had just returned from that assignation, much earlier than expected. Evidently the date had not been a success.

"Why? What happened, Thad?" Laura asked.

"Nothing happened, is what!" "I don't understand," the blonde said. "She's a cockteaser!" Thad rasped, grimacing to show his distaste.

He flung himself down on the swing beside his sister. Laura had blushed slightly.

"Gee, I-I didn't-" she stammered. "Aw, it ain't your fault," he muttered. "But-what did she do?" Laura queried. She was a little embarrassed, but intrigued, too.

"She let me feel her up, see? Bare tit. But after that got me horny, the bitch wouldn't let me go no further. She wouldn't even jack me off!"