Jimmy and LisaChapter 4
The next few days went by without much happening. I didn't even see much of my sister. Our schedules didn't seem to mesh for some reason. Well, at least my good right hand was always handy. I jerked-off, masturbated, practiced self-abuse (ha, ha, whoever came up with that concept must have been a real sicko) as often as I needed to maintain my sanity and keep my balls in that comfortable state of having been recently relieved of an excess buildup to sperm. Of course I kept looking for Lisa...