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So, my brother called me. Again. He's helpless. He's 22 years old and he's helpless. He can do stuff. He works on an oil platform. He's been doing that since before he got out of high school. He was doing that before that. He got into some kind of pre-training kind of thing. So he calls me with these nutty problems and I'm supposed to pull his burning fingers out of the fire.
I'm 20. I don't need that kind of bother. He's doing college courses on the internet but so am I. My time is as valuable as his. He's a muscular oil type person and I'm a really nice, reasonably slim little busty fun type of girl that'll help out pour souls but I don't see why I have to bother with brothers. I work in a hospital. Not blood stuff, paper work stuff. So he calls me. It's something about teeth. I told him to come on over and tell me about it.
So Saturday, late afternoon, he comes over. He always hugs me and kisses me on the forehead like a long lost relative, or puppy. He would actually kiss a puppy. He looks forlorn and sits down, head hung some, and turns his eyes up at me. I almost pet his head. So I say, "What's the problem Oiley?" That's not his real name but we started it and we're keeping it so he's Oiley.
He says, "Donna." My names Donna. And he keeps going and says, "My girl wants me to do something and I don't know how."
I say, "It's not sex again is it?"
And he says, "Of course not. It's about clothes. Well, it's mostly about clothes. Not totally. It could have something to with sex but I didn't ask and she didn't say. Well she did make some kind of comment but I was still thinking about the teeth part and didn't catch all of. I think she said something about pants or panties. Not sure. I mean she likes to have her fun. Doesn't hurt I guess but sometimes it's strange but I do the best I can. She said something about eroti, uh, cally thing."
I looked at him trying to get a handle on it. Now, I know his girlfriend and she's flighty but overall a good clingy controlling girl for Oiley. Finally I said, "Oiley, exactly specifically what did she ask you to do?"
Right out loud, clear voice, he says, "She wants me to take her panties off with my teeth and I need you to show me how to do it. With that eroti cally thing. I mean I could get them off but there must be a specific common way that it's done and I don't want to look like a dork. Please."
With my mouth hanging open I looked at Oiley and said, "You WHAT!"
"Oiley," I said, "You take somebody's panties off with your teeth and you're going to have more to contend with than you might initially comprehend."
"Yeaw. I know," he says. I think that's the eroti cally part. What do I do about that?"
"Did she actually say 'eroti cally'," I said.
"Sounded like it but I was still thinking about the teeth and panties thing but it sounded like that," he said.
So I thought about it and said, "Oiley, could the words have been together like 'erotically'?"
"Yeaw, that's it, erotically," he said. How do I do that? If I can work that out I can do it."
"I can't tell you how to do that. You have to just do it. It ain't a describing thing, it's a doing thing," I said. "There isn't any place on the body that panties fit except down there. We could get a doll but your teeth are too big so it won't work."
"Donna," he says, "I'm really in a bind here. I don't want to let her down. Just give it a shot and let's see how it goes. We can always stop or something. How do I do the erotically part?"
"Erotically means to do it with a lot of passion like you're making out for serious and going to do something else. It means turn me on and watch me scream and bounce around. It means she wants some fun and satisfaction. It means get your cock up and ripping your pants off poking out at her. Taking her panties off with your teeth and doing stuff while you're doing that is to get her ready for you. Hot and bothered. Her stuff wet. Her panties off. Are you ready for all that?"
He sits there for a couple of minutes. Then he says, "No." Then he says, "Well, you work at the hospital and hospital people know about this stuff and that's why I came to you so you could show me and besides you're my sister and you're supposed to."
"Oiley, I do paperwork, not blood work. I do know a lot of stuff being around it all day but I'm not a nurse or a doctor."
A more forlorn face you never saw.
We sit quietly. Finally I say, "Did you take a shower like I said to last time you needed help and bring your pj bottoms?"
He says, "Uh huh."
I say, "Go get changed." He went into the bathroom. I figured it was something like this so I got ready just in case so all I had to do was get him set up. I stripped and got a nice pair of panties and turned the lights down low and put some music on. The music makes it go faster and I could get him out of there. I threw the covers off the bed and on the floor, got on and waited. No consideration at all. Just lying there waiting. I could have had a nice sleep by now.