Perhaps you know this song - "Good Girls Go to Heaven, Bad Girls Go Everywhere"?
Well, my sister Liz doubtlessly would go with the latter ones. In fact, I think I've never met a more selfish girl in all my life.
At the same time, however, she is the most popular girl at college. Just because she has by far the biggest tits... well, and the most stunning body as well, she literally rules over them all. Every guy (most teachers included) would do everything to get a date with her. (Otherwise my sister had to be a real genius, getting all the good marks for her exams and papers.)
Speaking of "genius"...
Our father Adam is one. Well, at least in a scientific kind of way. In fact, he is working in a secret governmental laboratory, searching for a super-formula. The usual "mad scientist thing".
At least that's what I always thought...
But this very day would prove him right. Well, and totally wrong at the same time.
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When I came home from college, I found my Dad sitting in the kitchen, which was kind of strange at this time, because he always used to stay
at work until late in the evenings. However, he wasted no time telling me that he finally had finished his super-formula and that this formula had already proven successful in animal experimentation, but had been forbidden for further human experimentation by his supervisors at the lab.
"This super-formula", Dad turned to me with a lunatic glare, "is an absolute revolution to the state of scientific and technical knowledge.
The beginning of a new and better world! If it wasn't for those blockheads..."
As far as I could remember, my father had always been complaining about "those blockheads". I guess, it's the curse of being a genius to constantly feel misunderstood by others.
"Sure, Dad!" I said dismissively, nodding my head mockingly in agreement.
"No, Junior!" My father burst out. "This time they won't block me out! My super-formula is ready to heal the world! It's only a matter of our readiness and willingness to use it!"
I stared at my father in disbelief.
"You have stolen your own formula?"
"Don't be such a bonehead, Tim!"
Suddenly there was my sister's sexy voice. When I looked up from the kitchen table, my eyes were met by her abundant breasts floating just above my and my father's head.
"How could Daddy steal what he originally has created?" she added with disdain at me, then put her sweetest Daddy's Darling Smile on and brushed a hand through her full, blond hair.
"Your baby girl is ready and willing to be your little guinea pig, father! Are you ready to turn your little super-daughter into a super-heroine?"
I couldn't believe my sister's shamelessness! She almost jammed her huge knockers into our father's face, while speaking of "baby girl" and "little guinea pig".
"Oh, by the way, " she turned to me matter-of-factly, "Don't you have a date with this little sister brat of Steve's?"
Damn! I really hated my sister! How had she known that I had a date with my best friend's little sister? I didn't want to cancel our date, but could I really leave those two alone?