I've often considered myself a fairly attractive man. I had a pretty good looking future and never had any problems meeting women. After all, I'm a 20 year old, blonde hair, blue eyes, athletically built, college student and I work part-time in a local grocery chain. I had my own place and I even allowed my 18 year old sister to move in until she's able to get her own place. And, much like me, my sister had a heart of gold.
About a year ago, my sister, Amy, approached me one morning and asked, "Steve, is it okay for my friend Tyra to stay here for a while? She's gotten into some shit with her parents and they're threatening to throw her out." I told her that it wouldn't be a problem consider Tyra is a friend of my sister and we, basically, grew up together. Tyra lives a few houses away from our parents house and she and Amy were friends since the 5th grade. But Tyra was a little more than that to me. She was a beautiful black angel from heaven to me. Hell, at 18, Tyra possessed a body that most women would pay thousands of dollars to have a plastic surgeon do for them.
Tyra had beautiful light brown eyes, a lovely smile, and a short "Halle Barry" hair style. But her body was awesome. Her breast were at least 38D, big healthy, tight thighs, and a perfectly round ass that accented her big thighs. Yep, she had a hell of a body. But despite her beauty, I never even considered making a move on her because, I watched this girl grow up. She was almost like another sister to me. That is until one Saturday morning...