Author's Note: I'd like to thank everyone who left feedback for me from the first part of this story. Also, I have to add that you really need to read the first part before you read this chapter; it does not stand on its own. Thanks.
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Jake was in the living room folding some clothes that had just come from the dryer. He was in high spirits. The last few nights with his sister had been nothing short of bliss. True to her word, Lindsey had taken Lauren to the Planned Parenthood Clinic to procure birth control. Lauren had said that it was an injection of some kind and they had to wait two days for it to take effect for sure. So even though they hadn't had intercourse, they had found a variety of ways to please each other. The only problem that they had now that the two days were up was that their father was home for the weekend. They wouldn't have the house to themselves until Monday night. Jake had went eighteen years without having sex, but these last two days were going to hurt.
Lauren came in from the kitchen and smiled at him, furthering the impossibility that he could push the thought of sex to the back of his mind.
"Do you think you'll survive, sweetie?" she asked in a low voice. Her father was still in the kitchen.
"I hope so. How about you?"
"It's going to be tough, but I think that I can make it. I'm going to go take a bath, so don't come barging in. I wouldn't want you to see me all naked and wet," she said.
"Don't be evil," he replied, but with a smile. Lauren just chuckled and went off toward the bathroom.
Jake put the clothes away that he had been folding and went out to join his father for some coffee. His dad was holding the paper with his reading glasses sitting low on his nose. He peered over the top of them at his son when Jake sat down to the table.
"I want to talk to you about your sister, Jake," he said. Jake swallowed hard, not quite choking, but close.
Oh no
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"OK."
"Her birthday is coming up here on Monday, and I have to tell you I'm stumped. You have any ideas? It's not as easy as grabbing her a Barbie doll anymore. What do you think we should do?" he asked. Jake immediately relaxed, having feared the worst for a brief moment.
"Oh man, I haven't even thought about it, Dad. Maybe you could get her one of those zero-turn mowers? She'd probably like that," Jake replied.
"You're hilarious, kid. But seriously, you know her better than anybody. Help me out here."
Jake sat in thought for a little while, trying to come up with something. His sister didn't go out and do a lot of things for fun, nor did she have any special interests other than reading. She wasn't a sports fan, and he couldn't think of a single hobby. Man, she was boring. Suddenly, he came up with a thought.
"How about a computer? I bet if we looked around we could find a decent laptop that wouldn't cost a fortune. She hasn't said anything about wanting one, but you know, she could use it for school and stuff. I could help buy it," he suggested.
"That's a good idea, but I wouldn't expect you to pay for any of it. If we can find one that won't break the bank, that would be great," his father replied.
At best, Jake knew very little about computers. He could use one in a limited capacity, but he had never gone shopping for one. He didn't want to get his sister a piece of junk, that was for sure. He would have to phone a friend. Most of his buddies would probably be of no help. Sadly the most they knew of computers were that they made a wonderful porn funnel. He did know one nerd that he could count on for advice in such matters, so that's what he did.
He got lucky and was able to catch his friend at home. He got the name and the general location of a place on the other side of town that had what they were looking for. Jake told his dad about how much it would cost and where to go to get it. His father cringed a little at the price, but decided to get it anyway. He had a couple of other errands to run, so he thought he would add the laptop to his list. He'd stash it in the trunk of his car until Lauren's birthday.
Jake wished his father luck as he headed out the door and thought that he would go and try to catch Lauren while she was still in the bath. He was in luck for the second time that morning.
"Hey!" Lauren cried, startled. "What are you doing?"
"Dad had some stuff to do, he'll be gone for a little bit," he informed her.
"Oh, you scared me for a second. We have to be careful, you know?"
"Patience is a virtue and all that, I know. I thought that I would have enough time to at least get a glimpse at what's been driving me crazy here lately."
"You did, did you? You have pretty good timing then, because I was just about to get out," she replied.
Lauren used the stainless steel bars mounted on the walls to pull herself up and onto the edge of the tub and over to a built in seat of sorts. She grabbed a towel off the rack beside her and tied it around her hair in a loose bun. Jake watched with a broad smile on his face. When his sister had her arms raised and was messing with her towel it caused her back to arch and her chest to jut out. There was a trail of little soap bubbles sliding down her body between her breasts and a tantalizing few trickles of water slithering from her nipples to her tummy. When she put her arms down, Jake let out a disappointed sigh.
"What?" she asked, amused.
"Put your hands behind your head," Jake ordered. Lauren did what she was told, but was wondering where her brother was headed with this.
