Chapter 120 What Big Sisters Are For:>6

• I slept fitfully, wracked by erotic dreams of doing debauched things with my sister. I startled awake and saw, who else, sitting on the side of my bed. Darcy was wearing another t-shirt and panties combo, this one royal blue on top and canary yellow on the bottom.
• "Hey little bro," Darcy said, "Or should I say big bro?" My sister looked down at my crotch, meaningfully. My dick stood at attention, like it was a new recruit and she was a high-ranking officer. I told myself it was the dreams that had me hard. Simple biology, right? Morning wood and all that.
• Darcy gave me her now-familiar wink. "I need a shower," she said, "And so do you."