The Second Time Was Not a Mistake
Just so I don't need to rehash much, I and my sister had been separated when very young. In fact, we had not even been told of the other's existence. Mom had taken me at the divorce and my father had taken Wynter. I had not learned of this until my senior year in college. At a frat party I had totally used my sister as a fuck machine. She still didn't know that I was her brother. I was keeping it that way for awhile just for the fun of it. And besides, who knew, she might not give me anymore...
Incest