It was a pleasant evening. I was chatting with my friends on the net. I was extremely happy that day. I had just cleared an interview and was given a $20000 monthly salary job. It was a day for celebration. When my mom will get back home, we will go for celebration…………………………….
I am Lizzie (Holmes brother, no need to hide my name, Holmes is not my brother’s real name). I am a 24 year girl, blonde, average height, extremely fair (got my fucking dad’s color), blue eyes, firm and steady 32-D tits (I like to say it short) and without exaggerating the most beautiful girl among those who know me (as they say). It has been many years since bro went out to complete his studies. He gave me this account so that I can maintain it when he is gone. Although he promised me that when he comes back, he will be giving me a surprise, god knows what. But within a year of his departure what happened with me was beyond my wildest dreams.
I dunno if bro told you guys that my dad ran away with a 25 year whore when I was not even born. So till I was 20, we were three of us in the house. I usually used to hear sounds from my mom’s bedroom and thought that mom had got a boyfriend. But as it turned out it was very much different than that. Because strangely enough, when my bro left, there was sound only of my mom’s. But let it be for another time.
As I was telling, only three years have passed since my bro left. And I was extremely happy after getting a job which makes even the toppers of my university drool and envy me. After some more time I was bored and went to make a cappuccino for me. Being a girl dominated family (after bro left), we (that’s me and my mom) wore almost nothing in the house. But strangely enough, it didn’t arouse any of us. Like my mom would come out of the bath in the nude toweling her hair and order me to make her breakfast. Or I would be desperate to go to the loo (we had a common one for us) and mom’s in there. I will be going inside and standing outside the room naked and jumping to go in. But nothing of this aroused us.
Today the temperature was high above limit. So naturally I was wearing nothing. As I sat down with my cup, I heard the door open and close from the entrance hall. I peeped from my window and saw my mom’s car parked.
“How are you doing honey?” mom was standing behind me. “Fine mum. When do we ...

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