Chapter 12: did my leg just touch her panties

Looking at the screen now I discovered something really amazing. Indeed all my sisters were perverted.

[Evelyn is a C-ranked when it comes to the perverted ranking. In her lifetime she is actually more calm than she claims. Each time she goes to the club she always does so out of pure peer pleasure.

It only started when she had actually asked you which type of girl you liked and you said a baddy. Since then she had always gone clubbing and tried doing everything baddies do so you could give your attention.

Evelyn still thinks you are a pervert and is disgusted by you, but deep down she always feels the need to get your attention. She always feels jealousy when another person is talking to you and she hates herself for that.

Evelyn isn’t typically a pornish person so she had only watched very few adult content, probably below 200. But she still does a lot that would qualify her as a C-ranked pervert. S

he reads adult content online. She had read a total of 300 smut novels running more than 500 Chapters on Webnovel, turning out to be one of the top spenders in the app despite not having a lot of money.

She also reads mostly smut content regarding step brothers and their step sisters. Deep down she is conflicted. She is disgusted by how openly you display perverted behaviors, but also she wants to experience what it feels like to be claimed by her own brother the same way she had read in novels she had come across on Webnovel.

She has masturbated even more than any of your sisters, a total of more than 2000 times. Averagely she does it two to five times a day for a long time now.

And each time she always thought of you. She always peeped into the bathroom while you bathed, something every one of your sisters have done in the past.]

I glanced at the screen over and over again because I truly did not expect anything above the F rank.

At least I was praying deep down for an E which would at least give me a little assurance, but what can I see? I can see a C. Like a freaking C. That was high. I know you guys might think I am crazy, but come on, Evelyn has been the harshest to me.

In fact at some point I thought she never liked me from the first day. But now seeing that she went out drinking all this just because she wanted to impress me was the wildest thing I could never had imagined.

Was that the reason she was always the one coming to call me for dinner? Does she want me to see how bad of a girl she really is? Man, my mind was going wild. Such perverted thoughts.

I quickly washed up, put on a cool jacket, sprayed a nice scented body spray and left my room. On arriving I could see my mother and three sisters on the dining table. Their meal was untouched.

It was quite obvious they were all waiting for me to finally arrive. Intentionally I chose to sit directly opposite Evelyn on the dining table, my heart beating like crazy. I mean, be sincere, if you were the one meant to attempt this crazy feat, tell me you would not be at least nervous. But I tried my best to comport myself and sit down opposite her.

On my arrival there were lots of inner thoughts, but somehow over the weeks I have learnt how to filter thoughts that were not perverted or were not related to me. After all, if I could not do that I would be doomed to this constant headache I get.

"So sorry for keeping everyone waiting. We could eat now," I said lightly as I stared at my mom, using my eyes to greet her.

Meanwhile the rest of my sisters were quite busy with their own thing. Lille was reading a fantasy hard copy novel while Crystabel was doom scrolling on her phone.

That was really literally how all meals went here. No one was really paying attention to their food.

Normally at the end of the day they would end up carrying their food to their various rooms, except in situations when mom was fed up and decided to force everyone to finish their meals on the dining table.

The only surprise was Evelyn, who seemed to be focusing on her meal, but due to being hung over slightly from all the alcohol she did not seem to be really interested in it.

"So how was your day, dear?" my mom said, looking straight at me while she ate.

She was always tired when she came back from work, but since no one was really ready to engage her in a serious conversation she always turned to me.

And of course I always engaged her in a lot of conversations. I mean if I did not, then I would not have gotten the opportunity to look directly into her boobs when she talked.

I would also not have the opportunity to run into her room at night claiming that I was scared in my room, just so I could grab her tight on the bed and so my cock could press into the folds of her ass.

So I had to always keep her engaged. If not, all this perverted privilege might just have to come to an end. Although today there was nothing to look at, I still kept her engaged.

"It was amazing. How was your day in the office?" And that is all that was needed for my mom to go on and on explaining every single detail in her day.

Meanwhile in the background my legs had already begun gradually going towards my sister’s panties.

I had already dropped my fork to make sure of the positioning, something that was definitely not new to any of my sisters.

I was sweating the closer and closer my leg got to her panties from under the table until finally my big toe finally made contact with her pink panties.