Drew Point of ViewI had just stepped out of my bathroom when I heard a knock on my door. It was my stepsister. Clarissa, just when I turned to look at her, my towel slipped, revealing my naked body. I felt her eyes baring into my skin. My dad married her mother six years ago when she was seventeen, but I pretended not to notice her weird behavior. I know I have such a good body that many girls throw themselves at me, and I like it. Who wouldn’t like it’? I can’t deny the fact that my sister is gorgeous, exquisite, bewitching, and graceful; she’s such a beauty.‘’Like what you see?" "Have you seen enough?’’ I asked, and my sudden question brought her back from her imaginations; she coughs softly in embarrassment."I’m so sorry, I’m here because I couldn't get to mom," she said, blushing her cheeks red as berries, and I could see right through her lies.She’s already twenty-three, but she can't stay without talking to her mom. I mean, our mom.I don’t care whatever her fantasy about me
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