Still Lost in the delirium of the dream world, I wasn't fully conscious just yet and as such, I didn't hesitate before opening the bathroom door.

Danielle was standing in front of the mirror, fully naked as she dried her hair with the towel. Her back was to me, but I could clearly see her firm tits standing up and off her chest in the mirror, capped by hard nipples in the chilling air.

My sister jumped in surprise when the door opened and she automatically rotated her back towards me and held up her hands over her tits and crotch. I felt an odd sense of déj& vu coming over me.

Danielle smiled for a brief moment, and then she simply dropped her hands and went back to drying her hair. Quite deliberately, she was letting me ogle her nakedness. Slender body, no fat anywhere. Her dirty-blonde hair now looked almost brown when wet. Her green eyes glowed in the reflection as she spent more time Looking at me instead of paying attention to what she was doing. And my own gaze was sweeping up and down from her face, across her breasts, and to the junction of her thighs which she still kept shaved bare.

It was just way too much stimulation for me to handle right now, especially in my hazy mental state. And so after a few extra seconds of memorizing her nudity, I backed out through the door and closed it, letting out a long sigh once the latch clicked.

I looked down at my hard erection. Fuck. This was going to make it

REALLY hard to pee.

SPRING QUARTER, SENIOR YEAR (April 2002)

“Dude, what the hell is the difference between a $249 vacuum and a $199 vacuum? Except for the color, the damn things look the same!"

I looked over at Kevin with a blank expression.

“The hell if I know."

“*You pick one out!' she said. ‘You're supposed to be good with technology!' she said." Kevin snorted in disgust.

“It's not a car, a computer, or an entertainment device. It's a fucking vacuum cleaner.

When did I ever do research on vacuum cleaners?"

“Don't look at me,“ I held my hands up.

“You're the one who's practically married."

“Hey! Don't give me that crap. You're not that far behind," he hit the side of my shoulder.

“Hell, I haven't even met her parents yet,“ I protested.

“Whatever, dude." Kevin turned and waved his hands at the rows of gleaming tubes before us. "What the hell should I do?"

A new voice popped in behind us. "Get that yellow one. It's bagless, there's no filters to replace, and the suction is harder than your best ever blowjob."

We both turned in surprise at the female voice and my jaw dropped when

I saw Cherys standing behind us with a shopping cart of her own gear.

My first instinct was to happily say “Hey!" with a big smile as I pulled her into a bear hug.

Cherys grinned and Let me embrace her, patting my back until I let her go.

“How you doin' gorgeous?"