Always wanted him. I never said anything never told him my feelings never told him that I watched him undress and watched him fuck his girlfriends. Maybe he would think I was sick maybe he would feel the same either way I had never told him anything. Until now. My brother Raja was hot he was the sexist man I had ever seen.
My sister and me were close growing up, sharing almost everything. That was until we reached puberty. Being a few years older than me she developed sooner stopping us from seeing each other without clothes under the direct orders from our mother. She had one problem that she was never able to overcome. She was on the hefty side. Just a little chubby our mother would say. Not obese but none the less chubby.