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The work of a Brother and Sister

Demons_hearts1234

Super-Earth
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Jan 17, 2009
"I love you." He whispered into her ear making her smile as she went through his pants, finding his wallet and skillfully snagging a credit card of his own while making it look like she was folding up his jeans as he lay in bed and Layla smiled warmly, an actress in her own as she was skilled with taking people's money. She supposed though that she seemed much more like a prostitute though she got far more money then any prostitute. More often though, it didn't happen that she had to go about having sex with every guy or girl that she knew. She wanted her brother for that. Though occasionally she did have to have sex with others.

After laying next to the man, uttering soft mewls of love and affection she snuck out of the man, to never be seen again. She went over to his bathroom to take off her wig and odd colored contacts and stuff her wig into the little purse that she had, carefully tucking it into her little purse with ease and making her way out of the little apartment and hailing a taxi to go instead to a very nice, upscale apartment that she shared with her loving brother.

She stood around 5'8" without her nice little black heels. She wore a lovely black dress that showed off her cleavage of her large breasts and accented her small waist and slightly wide hips. Her soft, sweet green and hazel like eyes looked up to the large, extravagant building that she and her brother had managed to buy and now rented out to other people. She smiled lightly as she walked up into their apartment, wondering if maybe he was home dealing with a chick or not. She hoped not, but there wasn't much she could do about it either.

She lifted a hand to stroke her long, wavy and bouncy locks of sweet red hair which shook as she moved her head, freeing the soft tresses. She let out a soft little sigh, stroking her hair and putting her purse into her room where she stayed, looking around to see if her brother had a sign up on the door about weather he had work or not.

Quickly, she went to the office and smiled lightly as she started to transfer some of the man's money from the credit card into her bank account. She and her brother had seperate accounts, multiple even. Just in case something might happen to another.
 
He was laying long ways on the couch, a georgous blond laying with him. She had everything that would make a man crazy for her, big firm brests, slender body with wonderful curves, beautiful flowing blond curls, and a face to match it all. However he found her to be the most annoying scrap of tail he'd found yet.

She must have had an IQ of 50, because he couldn't understand how someone could be so incredibly stupid. She was the type who'd never worked a day in her life, and didn't plan to as long as daddy didn't take away her credit cards. This was only the second time with her but he was already considering dropping it. She suprised him that she even knew how to breathe. The only thing that kept him interested was her gobs of money.

He was about 6'1'', deep blue eyes and medium length dark hair. It was straight and usually hung down in his face, but he currently had it pulled back into a fruity looking ponytail which she said she liked. The movie they were watching ended and she got up. Finally, he stood, his leg asleep and throughly bored. He walked her to the door and she flirted momentairly before grinning devilishly and kissing him. He closed the door and removed the sign once she was gone and took a deep breath.
 
She looked at the sign on his door. His apartment also lead to the hallway outside so that his guests could leave, but she could also step in when she pleased and she heard his door open and she smiled lightly and she called out to him. "Hey hun, how did it go today?" She asked him sweetly with a little grin, her bright hazel eyes still focused upon the screen as she finally transfered some of the money to various accounts of her own before she swirled around in her little chair and hauled herself out of it.

She looked over at him, opening up his door and peering inside to see him with his odd little pony tail. "What the heck is that?" She asked lightly as she pointed to his little pony tail. She moved behind him, quickly and effortlessly tugging the little band off. "Horrible look for you." Layla said firmly with a little laugh, grinning over at him in an amused little manner as she nudged him in the side playfully. "So, how much did you get tonight?" she asked him.

Unlike him, she never took someone twice. Always only once to avoid herself also perhaps becoming interest or liking the person. She wanted to avoid such things.
 
He shook his hair as she pulled the band away, letting it fall back into it's normal position. He had to rake his fingers though it a couple times to get it back to his liking. "Nothing yet." He told her, turning to face her as he put his arms around her waist. "I'm still trying to work her over." He swayed with her slightly as if danceing, his fingers laced behind her.

He rested his head agaisnt her's and sighed. "She's awful..." He groaned, letting out a small laugh and closing his eyes. He tried to push the bimbo out of his mind and focus on his sister. "So did you make out like a bandit today?" He said leaning back to look at her.
 
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