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She didn't notice the car pull up to the curb and stop. Didn't realize anybody was there until she felt the hand on her arm. Startled, she looked up into the face of a stranger.
" My God! Are you alright?" " Help me." Janie whimpered. " Please help me." Pulling off his shirt, the stranger, a factory worker on his way to the early shift, helped Janie to put it on and button it. Much larger than Janie, his shirt covered her nearly to the knees. Gently helping her into his car, he drove her to the Emergency Room of a nearby hospital.
It was an unusually mild spring afternoon in London. The sky was bright blue with puffy white clouds floating over the city. Melissa was enjoying the fine weather as she walked along Victoria Embankment next to the Thames. Her shoulder length brown hair stirred in the gentle breeze while her green eyes took in the sights along the river. Melissa, a pretty girl in her early twenties, stood five foot six inches tall and weighed 125 pounds. She was casually dressed in trousers and a tight fitting t-shirt that showed off her 36C breasts and her narrow waist. Reaching Westminster Bridge, she turned right and walked to Westminster Underground Station. With her day pass in her hand, she trotted down the stairs into the coolness of the station and went to the appropriate platform for the train she wanted. She didn't have long to wait before the train sighed to a stop in front of her. Entering one of the cars, Melissa found a seat and settled in for the ride to the Baker Street Station
Lost in thought, it seemed like no time at all before the train pulled into the Baker Street Station. As Melissa stepped from the train, she noticed with amusement the tile walls of the underground station. While all other underground stations were tiled in plain white, the Baker Street Station walls were adorned with large silhouettes of the great fictional detective, Sherlock Holmes, complete with deerstalker cap and meerschaum pipe. If you stepped close to the wall, you would then notice that each individual tile was also adorned with small silhouettes identical to the large ones. Obviously, these tiles had been specially ordered and made for this particular station.
Exiting the station, Melissa turned onto Marylebone Road and walked past Madame Tusaud's wax museum. At the next intersection, she turned left to cross York Bridge and enter Regent's Park. Melissa smiled as she saw her brother, Sebastian, waiting for her on the other side of the bridge. Sebastian, two years older than Melissa, stood six foot tall with a muscular build. He returned her smile as he noticed her approaching.
"Hello, love." he said to her. "Right on time." "Of course I'm on time. You don't think I'd let you down, do you? So why did you want me to meet you here?" "I've got a surprise for you." Sebastian said as he took her by the arm. "This way."
Side by side they walked past Regent's College to the Inner Circle that ran around Queen Mary's Gardens. When they had walked halfway around the Circle, Sebastian guided Melissa off of the Circle and deeper into Regent's Park. Melissa noticed that they were moving into an area of heavy shrubs and bushes.
"Sebastian, where ARE we going?" Melissa asked. "Now, now. If I told you that, it wouldn't be a surprise, now would it? Be patient just a little longer." After several more minutes of walking, Sebastian came to a stop in a small clearing surrounded by shrubbery.
"There. This is it." Confused, Melissa looked around at the small clearing. "I don't understand." she said. "Where is the surprise you were talking about?" "Right here!" Sebastian said as grabbed Melissa and pulled her to him. She felt a shock run through her as her brother clamped his mouth to hers and forced his tongue between her lips. She tried to push him away as his tongue darted around her own.
"Sebastian. STOP it! What are you DOING?" Melissa protested when she finally managed to break her mouth free of his. "Just giving you what you want." Sebastian replied as he buried his face in her neck and began squeezing her ass with one hand. His other arm held her pinned against him.