Vicky looked around the room. There were pictures of planes and the usual junk a teen-age boy collected. She knew from experience. Her own brother had been the same way. At last she walked very close to Kevin and gave him another of her best smiles. One braid swung out to touch his face as she spun. He was half a head taller than she and just perfect for hugging. Again she had the most powerful urge to do that very thing.

"We're gonna have a terrific time this summer, you and me!" she said, clapping her hands. Kevin smiled. He was staring at her like if he didn't she might suddenly disappear. She picked up a braid and tickled his cheek with it, smiling mischievously all the while. He was barefoot too and she couldn't resist lapping her big toe over one of his. Kevin closed his eyes for a good five seconds, opened them again.

Vicky had never experienced anything so intense. And what made it better was that for the first time in her life, she felt in control of things. Usually boys made her nervous. They knew more, or were stronger or more aggressive. It was always something. But now she was the one in charge. She was controlling her cousin, watching his reactions. Her nipples glowed hotter than before and the silken crotch of her panties was doing simply terrible things to her poor little pussy.

"Kevin, I've got a secret," she said, motioning him close. He bent shyly in her direction, eyes curious. When her lips were just brushing his earlobe, she whispered, "If you don't kiss me, I think I'll just die."

Kevin jerked back a little, swallowed. He wasn't smiling anymore, but he wasn't frowning either. Then she knew he was going to do it. She lifted her chin as their lips brushed.