I’m late! indian I’ve got to go, now!” Frank stumbled back out of the way as Vanessa flew out of the bed Cuckold towards her closet; unwrapping the netting from her body and tossing it to the floor. Her pale naked form distracted Frank from getting dressed; he missed the leg of his shorts three times in a row before tearing his gaze from Vanessa in order to concentrate on getting dressed. Vanessa was only a short time behind him, her customary black attire hiding most of her pale skin. She rushed to her phone and sent off a couple messages, then tucked it in her back pocket and turned back toward Frank. “Donna and I are going to a concert today on the other side of the state. I completely forgot because of…” Her eyes lingered on him and flicked down to his covered cock, “recent events.” Frank laughed, “Don’t worry, I’ll be here when you get back, Nes. Have a good time!” She enveloped him in a hug, then grabbed a few other items and left the room, proceeding to the bathroom. Frank left her room too, and proceeded to his own room, checking his phone for news and updates. It being Monday, there was very little going on, and so he decided to go down and get something to eat. He met Vanessa on the landing, who pecked his cheek and raced down the stairs ahead of him. He followed to see her beautiful ass disappear out the front door, and shook his head with a smile. After eating, he took a shower and decided to return to his room to do some reading, his new favorite pastime, especially because it eats up the long summer months when you have nothing else to do. He passed by Ashley’s room, and caught a glimpse of her on her bed with earbuds in, nodding her head and mouthing the words to a song playing in her head. Her thumb whisked away at the surface of her phone, while one long slender leg flexed and relaxed as she moved her foot with the beat. Frank smiled, a flash of memory passing his mind, and hesitantly returned to his own room. He opened his door and caught Jean going through his small bookcase, bent over it, her ass filled out her jeans in such a nice way that Frank felt himself ache with yearning at the beautiful sight. He composed himself as she turned around and smiled at amateur him. For a split-second longer than natural, they shared a gaze, but then Jean broke it. “You’ve got a couple of good books here.” She commented, using her index finger to coax out a relatively thin hardcover book with a pirate scene emblazoned on the cover, “Captain Blood? Isn’t that a classic?” Frank nodded as he came further into his room, closing the door behind him. “Yeah, they made a movie about it in the early Hollywood days, when pirates were all the rage.” “What’s it about?” Frank smiled and gestured to the book in her hands, “Read it yourself and find out. It’s good; I don’t want to ruin it for you.” Jean cocked an eyebrow at him, “I don’t know if it’s worth reading though.” “It is. A man becomes a pirate despite promising himself to never kill again after serving in the war. But despite his fall to piracy, his morality is always checked by the memory of a governors daughter who won his heart, but he knew that she would have nothing to do with him now because of his lifestyle of debauchery. So whenever Hardcore he thinks of her, along with his heart aching, he is reminded of his humanity, and keeps himself from falling too far into degradation.” His sister ran a hand over the cover of the book, “That’s so romantic!” “Like I said, you should read it yourself, get the full picture.” “I think I will.” An awkward silence grew in the room, neither sibling knowing where to go from there. Finally, Jean found the courage to break the silence with an excited timbre in her voice. “Frank, I have something to tell you.” He noticed her tone of voice, excited yet fearful, joyful yet uncertain. 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