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Dear Sister,

I can't believe you are making me do this. For the off chance that this will fall into the wrong hands...which due to your gross negligence, is absolutely possible, I must emphasize that the following contend is not written by my own free will but **** upon by the evil demon that calls herself my sister.

For you see, my sister was so curious about the events that transpired within Katy's room that within seconds of me returning home she immediately accosted me to write a and I quote “extremely detailed report on everything. From your POV! And make it at least 1000 Words! Hot and spicy 1000 Words!”

And so it has come to pass that I am writing non fiction erotica so my sister can turn on her sprinkler.

But I stalled long enough. My mind is already drawing me to the inevitable, so I shall steel me resolve for what is to come.

We entered Katy's dorm room with minor complications. There she offered me refreshments, which turned out to be a beer. After I enjoyed the tasty beverage we did engage in a couple minutes of smalltalk before she asked, nay commanded me, to undress.

Naturally I was shocked and perplexed by this turn of events. Where did this sudden bout of promiscuity emerge from? Nonetheless Katy told me that there was nothing to worry about. Of course that did matter little as my body betrayed my mind and started doing the dirty deed.

Katy's gaze crawled over me like a hungry feline stalking her prey in the lush jungles of the amazon. Her eyes filled with lust as layer upon layer of my clothing formed a puddle beside me as more and more of my skin got exposed.

It was a small mercy that I was allowed to keep my undergarments on. I wisely choose to go with my black boxershorts. This proved to be an excellent choice, as I have no doubt that Katy approved of this look.

My beloved Katy spend a lot of time looking at me. To my dismay she did keep her own clothes on. Of course thanks to my sweet sister this wasn't the first time I had the dubious pleasure of such an altercation, but that did nothing to dim the sense of shame I was feeling. Katy was very obviously enjoying herself. And I have to confess that I felt the same way. There was a certain wickedness of me being completely at her mercy that made my heart beat faster.

Then finally she came closer, very close in fact. Our noses almost touched. I could feel her enraptured breath on my visage.

“Stay still”, she commanded before finally crossing those last few centimeters and locking our lips together. It was a feeling hard to put into words. I was overjoyed, of course, but since I couldn't move there was a particular blend of sweet frustration behind the kiss. After all there was nothing I could do to reciprocate the feelings.

After what felt like an eternity our lips finally parted again and she told me to lie down on her bed, on my stomach.

This was rather worrisome. After all I was in a very **** state and to make matters worse I did not see what transpired behind my back. My worries where eased as Katy joined me on the bad and started to massage my shoulders.

I do not think I will ever forget the conversation we had:

It started with a little manly yelp that produced a chuckle from Katy.

“I know you probably would like it more if I spank you, but...”

“No...this perfectly acceptable. I'm just...”

“Scared?”

“Nervous”, I answered quickly.

“Don't be. Just relax.”

The moment these words where spoken a wave of relaxation engulfed my entire body. The reaction must have been pretty visceral because Katy commented on it.

“That was a pretty big sigh! Now I wonder if I could actually make you fall asleep.”

“No...i don't think i'm very tired.”

But Katy, with a mischevious grin on her lips, merely bend down and whispered into my ear: “You are getting very sleepy.”

Immediately my consciousness started to grow dim. “uh...hey...i'm”

“you are feeling extremely relaxed and its getting harder and harder to stay awake...”

“hmmm....i...”

This is where my recollection stopped. I can only assume that I fell asleep.

When I awoke Katy was the first thing I saw. She was lying next to me, with a pleasant smile on her lips. I do think I will treasure this moment forever.

“Good morning, sleepyhead”, she said with an angelic smile. “Did you have a nice rest?”

“It was very nice...i guess.” I must have blushed. “Thanks.”

“Not required. I did not expect you to be obedient enough to actually fall asleep on command tough.” She did a precious little giggle. “But that's very cute of you.”

We spend a long time in bed just cuddling. Nothing beyond that, I must emphasize. Which was of course to be expected as this was only a first date.

Finally, it was time for me to leave. Katy gave me one final kiss on the forehead and send me on my merry way.

And so I humbly conclude my account on what transpired on this fateful day. In closing I suppose I must admit that if it wasn't for you, dear sister, that I would have never experienced such feelings of joy. Your methods may have been underhanded, full of low cunning and riddled with a fair share of human right violations but credit where credit is due. The results speak for itself, or as Machiavelli would put it, the end justifies the means. If you where an astute reader, you would have surely realized by now that I am rambling. There is a reason for that, your obnoxious 1000 Words forces me to write until

THE END