I lay there catching my breath, wondering if it had really happened, a breeze cooling the sweat on m
I lay there catching my breath, wondering if it had really happened, a breeze cooling the sweat on my chest. My sister got up from the couch and started up the stairs.“Better get some clothes on, if you don’t want Mom or Dad to find you like that,” she told me over her shoulder. “Better still, take a shower.”“And you’d better not tell anyone, not if you want to do it again.” -- source link