"Huh?! Uh..." Julia went to the door, and she was startled to find you here right after inspecting the door's latch.
You look at those shocked expression of hers while butting out the flashes from earlier.
"What the heck are you doing?" You then asked, looking at her eyes which are currently staring back at yours.
Julia seemed way forward than usual, she was facing you casually in her underwear.
"I think you're the one guilty here, looking at me cupping my nice little boobs." Julia gibed. Its bothersome that she's having her way with her own boobs again. You looked away as she continued doing that, which she would never do in front of her own brother.
"Lets get to the biz, why are YOU here?" Julia stopped squeezing those teeny bumps, though her smirk stays put.
You then roll down the scroll and showed her the empty page.
"Well, my scroll had its spell gone. You know anything about it?"
Julia bent forward to inspect it.
"Let me see..." Julia replied, while her hands secretly ready to snatch the scroll.
You didn't see that coming.
"Hey, give it back!" You screamed, but its too late as she subsequently shut and locked her door.
"Sorry, finders keepers hahah!" Julia laughed in such a shrieking tone, odd since she's the silent type and thus never laughed that high up.
"Julia!!! Arghhh!" You can't help but call her out, to which is replied.
"John! No shouting in the house but me!" Sharon trotted to the 2nd floor hallway and stared at you from above.
"And anyway, come up here, please. You're doing laundry today."
"Okay, Sharon." You obeyed her call and shoddily went upstairs.
======================== Meanwhile in John's closet...
"Great, Jackson's still having fun in that little snoop." His burly hand held the closet door in a careful manner, leaking some view and sounds while holding its space as small as possible.
"Damn, that's a saucy MILF... bitch's got fire inside those curves." His eyes caught onto Sharon, whose a few steps away from his position.
"I need to get that scroll... that bitch is mine!"
"God, Its so cramped up in here, but I dun wanna go back to prison."
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