I stuck my head over the edge of my bed to see my twin brother Ritchie lying on the floor of my bedroom. With the doors closed my room got incredibly cold in the winter, especially on the floor. Mom said since we were both thirteen we couldn't sleep in the same bed, but I knew Ritchie would get sick sleeping down there. I didn't mind sharing my bed with him. We got along better than most brothers and sisters we knew, maybe it was because we were twins and growing up we'd always developed the same interests.
Recently I have noticed pungent smell coming off my bed sheet, I noticed the smell few days ago when I went to bed at night and waking up in the morning. Few days later, I noticed the pungent smell again coming off my sheet, it smells tangy, and it smells like cum. I usually cum on my stomach and then clean it off with Kleenex. I was very curious as to how the smell got onto my sheet because there was no one home, mom and dad went on a two weeks cruise, only me and my younger sister were at home. My younger sister turned 18 two weeks ago, I am a year older than her.
Chloe Pederson opened the front door, and closed it quickly against the brutal summer heat. Icky and sticky, it was another one of those god awful summer days, degrees, and humidity of 90 percent. How in the hell were people supposed to do anything outside? Her Dad had needed the job, and it just had to be in Baton Rouge.
I should have known it was too good to be true. Mom and Dad said they would be out shopping all afternoon. But I figured I didn't have to worry about them. Without fail, no matter how long they said they would be gone, it was inevitable that it would be twice as long as they predicted before they got back.