M-4006 Tommy's Little Sister by William Spain


Chapter 1

They've got me in this vocational school for wayward boys and they've
also got my kid sister in another joint that's supposed to help girls
who "go wrong." My sister and I got mixed up with these two weirdo
characters who made bread out of sex stuff. I hold no grudge against
Mrs. Devine and her brother Basil. Hell, I had me a ball with them --
with Mrs. Devine, I mean. She was really something else, that woman. The
only trouble was that my sister and I were too young to be fooling
around with the sex bit, I guess. Anyway, that's what they told us, the
authorities, the doe's and everybody. Lot they know about it. Nuts.

As I was saying, they've got me in this school and ever day I had to go
to the doc's office and tell him a bit more about what he calls the
"unusual situation." It took me about a month, maybe longer, to give out
with the whole story, detail by detail.

Sometimes I got the impression the old doc was more interested in
hearing about the sex scenes than he was in "helping" me. After I told
him the complete story, he suggested (therapy, he called it) I go to the
reading room of the school every day and write the whole affair down on
paper. (They have several typewriters there and the kids are encouraged
to use them.) Well, I figured it was better to do this than go to work
in the lousy laundry like the other guys do, some of them, so I did as
he told me.

So I wrote the story of my sister, myself, Mrs. Devine and Basil. This
is how it all came about and I haven't changed anything. It really
happened just as I have put it down here.

* * *

"Elly," I muttered. "Elly."

I shuddered at the thought and knew that if I gave way to this impulse
it could get me into awful trouble with my parents, but my parents were
away. They had gone to the lake the day before, leaving Elly and me
alone in the house. Elly (my sister, if you haven't guessed that) was
thirteen. Did I dare to try it? I found myself leaping up from the bed
and running across the bedroom floor. When I got to the hall door,
something slowed me down. I stopped, my heart hammering furiously, and
considered the consequences briefly. The hell with the consequences, my
inflamed mind told me. Go to her, Tommy, go to her and find out. I left
my room and ran down the hall to Elly's door. It stood ajar and with my
heart beating more furiously now I entered the room and approached the
bed where Elly lay sleeping quietly. Dawn was beginning to lighten the
room, so I could see her fairly well. She lay on her back with one arm
above her head and on the pillow. Her blonde hair hung down around her
pretty, angelic face, and this only served to make me hotter. Her
nightdress was white and cut square and low in the front, affording me a
look at her young, exciting breasts.



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