Goodnight My Love – Part 3 Previously: “Oh, Kevin, I don’t want you to be in the dog house. I just want you to take good care of yourself, for me… and for Sandra, I… we want you to be here for us for a very long time.” “Yes, of course, that’s why you beat the snot out of me. It makes perfect sense to me,” I teased. But her face fell and I was instantly sorry I’d said it. I handed the Sushi tray to Sandra then took the tea...

Goodnight My Love 2 Part 2 Previously – On impulse, I kissed her ear. Sandra sighed contentedly and settled back into my arms. The thunderstorm continued unabated. After a couple of minutes, she leaned her head back onto my shoulder, enjoying the storm and my embrace. Sandra turned her face slightly, pressing her cheek against mine and wiggled her buns against my insanely exhibitionistic boner. She had my full attention,...

Goodnight My LovePart 1My advent had been a big surprise to my parents. When five-year-old Sandra had learned that she was the proud owner of a brand spanking new baby brother, she was most enthusiastic. To all accounts, she played the role to the hilt. For years, that’s what she called me, “Baby Brother.” She said it and meant it with such obvious affection that I never took it any other way. Even now, I love to hear her...