Wes and LesChapter 30
I woke up and looked at the alarm clock on the dresser next to me. 4:30. Les was scrunched up to my side, her head on my chest, one of her arms splayed across my body. Her caramel colored hair was spread out as if she was posed for a magazine cover. I could see her left nostril move as she breathed in and out. Once again I marveled at how beautiful my sister was. I moved my right leg and it felt like it was pinched. Dried juices on my pubic hair that then stuck to the leg. There was also...