Favorite Blog: ASS PARADE ASSPARADE.COM was emotional and thanked me, hugged me, and that night I held on to DD as a big brother comforting his little sister. I helped her as I agreed, got her new clothes, enrolled in school, helped her find a job, it was all going well. We had even started to attend church again and she was singing in the choir. Then one night I crossed the line and betrayed her and my family.
We were watching a football game and she asked me a very odd question. "Do football players wear underwear, or are they naked under those tight pants?"
I was laughing but when I looked at her I could see she was serious. I responded in a weird inquisitive way, "All guys are different, some wear jocks some wear girdles, and other wear spandex shorts, why do you ask?"
"I just wanted to know," she innocently said.
I blew it off and started to watch the game and a few plays later she asked me another question, "Which did you wear?"
I was uncomfortable with the question, so with hesitation in my voice I answered, "I had to wear the jock."
I should have known better than to say that because it sparked the rest of that nights events. First we talked about football equipment and what the looker room environment was like. Then we talked about dumb things like who took showers first the offense or the defense. After about a half hour of talking I glanced over at DD and I could see the lust in her eyes. Her hands were in her shorts and she was squeezing her knees together. I was floored but seeing her like that hurt me, she was like a sister to me. What should I do, what could I do, she was a grown woman right? But not in my house I had to stop her right.
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