Chapter 119 What Big Sisters Are For:>5

• I woke up at around lunchtime. I'd been keeping teenager-like hours, but this was late, even for me. I got up and showered, then dressed. The house was totally empty. I made myself lunch, smoked a bowl, then sat down and fired up my PS4. I tried to lose myself in shooting zombies, but my mind kept drifting back to that morning. To the day before.
• I'm sure a lot of you think I'm an idiot. After all, I had an (admittedly) gorgeous woman getting me off at least twice a day. Most of you, I bet, think I should have been throwing a parade, not sitting around sulking. And look, I won't lie, doing dirty stuff with my sister felt amazing. So long as I didn't think about the fact that it was dirty stuff with my sister.
• The truth is, I didn't want to feel upset about it. I told myself to let it go, to lay back and enjoy it. I couldn't. Some part of me wouldn't let go of the fact that it was my sibling who was doing me. I didn't think it was wrong, I knew it was. It was a gut instinct and, appropriately, it turned my stomach sour.