One On One With Uncle BobChapter 3
I’d like to say things were strained for the next three hours ... between Jill and me, as we cleaned the garage. I had popped my sister’s cherry good and proper, which was something I was sure she’d be all pissed off about. I didn’t think she’d see the irony in the fact that if I hadn’t popped her cherry, we’d have gotten caught by Mom. And, when you consider that she was so hot and bothered to get her goodies ... and then didn’t ... well, I think I was justified in assuming that terrible...