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Beth didn’t think it would be possible to find someone at this late date until a bizarre idea popped into her head. Beth had been adopted by her grandparents to qualify under their health insurance and had taken their last name, Benson. Logan had kept his father’s last name, Miller because he had received coverage through high school and college because he played football. Since they both had different last names, no one would know they were brother and sister. Beth's plan called for her brother, Logan to travel to Virginia and pretend to be her new boyfriend during the Homecoming festivities. For that plan to work Beth couldn’t tell anyone Logan was her brother; not even her roommate, Susy could know. Beth locked herself in the bathroom and called Logan. Logan answered the call on the fourth ring. It took him a few minutes to wake up and collect his thoughts. “Good morning, Baby Sister. What’s so important that you have to call so early in the morning,” Logan asked. Logan had always called her Baby Sister. It was a term of endearment. “Oh, I’m so sorry, stockings Logan. I forgot about the time difference between the East Coast and the West Coast. Would you like for me to call you back later?” "No…No, I can tell by your voice it is something significant. What is it I can do for my favorite Baby Sister?"“I’m your only Baby Sister.” She laughed. “I know, but you are still my favorite person in the whole wide world. What can I do for you on this early autumn morn?” “Oh…Logan, I feel so terrible waking you for this.” She whimpered. “Don’t worry about it, Sis. What do you need?” He is wide awake now, and she can detect it in his voice. “This is going to sound silly, I know, but I need a date for blondes the big homecoming dance next week.” “And this concerns me how?” “I want you to be my date for the homecoming dance.” She cheerfully announced. “Wouldn’t you feel awkward having your big brother take you to a college dance? You’re not a little girl anymore.” “No one would know we are related because we have different last names.” Logan thought for a minute and then said, “You are a beautiful young woman, Beth. Aren’t there plenty of guys at your school who would die for the chance to take you to the dance?” “You don’t Big Tits WANT to take me?” Logan can hear the anguish in her voice. “No…No, Sis. She then felt Kay's response by saying “umm that pussy likes that, it is so wet” as she rubbed it. Because my bed was pinned against the couch I couldn't do anything about it.. Your loving it as i stockings paddle your ass cheeks. But while Papa Bear was humping away at her hairless twat, Baby Bear still couldn't stop thinking about her teenage son, and the way that he had blackmailed her into giving up her porridge to him, the night before. I suppose it’s up to whoever wants it.” I didn't think you'd even looked at me in that way?" Casey closed her eyes. It was a blistering morning but I went thru with my plan. “His mother is an old school, blondes devout Orthodox Jew, and he was raised as one. Orson Wellington was among those guys who were newly rich and desirous of enjoying the things that he had missed out on. I thought about how nice a Big Tits restaurant can be when it is functioning properly. Everyone was watching me. Serving me. This was all too much. She also had time for sports, more specifically softball.