WARNING: Sexual Content; Disturbing Content

OK, this one felt quite strange.  I remember arriving in an upstairs area in some house I didn’t recognize, and there was some kind of movie that played which gave some context about some 60’s-something  guy who perhaps was the owner of this house.  We (my sister, her husband, and myself) were in his bedroom, I believe.  The little context-giving movie was about this particular hat that the guy owned and wore occasionally.  It was a leopard/cheetah print, silky, form fitting, and stretchy.  I gathered that he only wore it privately, like it was something that he’d be embarrassed to wear publicly, something akin to Hugh Heffner pajamas.  So we saw the hat, sort of just hanging off to the side, so the informational movie gave it more significance than we’d otherwise imbue.  Then I just remember it was bedtime, and apparently I was sharing a bed with this girl who I thought was my sister, but it wasn’t actually my sister.  I recognized there was some element of a sibling relationship, so as we just huddled next to each other, I didn’t think much of it. But then it became strange because she was a different woman altogether, ethnically-mixed complexion, decently fit body, totally different face, and she started behaving way different than I’d expect from my sister.  She was kind of flirty and twerked and wiggled around, pushing her butt into me like she wanted to spoon.  So I kept in my mind this was my sister, but I also was trying to find the appropriate response and behavioral tack, in the context of wanting to show reciprocal affection for her, but obviously without crossing the line in any way.  So she kind of nibbled on my lips and I returned a couple light kisses. For a brief moment it seemed like we were both naked and maybe about to do some spoon-position intercourse, but it didn’t happen.

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