Johnny s ClosetChapter 11
Saturday. Nothing to do but sit with Marie and talk about the rest of our lives. Now serious lovers, my 12-year-old sister and I had decided on our future after only two days of nonstop masturbation and voyeurism. She had discovered me peeking at her in the bathroom through a hole I had made in the wall of my closet. And then she admitted to me that she'd been watching me for months through her own little peephole. Neither of us was angry with the other. It was a turn-on, we agreed, and...