MORNING SINS
It was a sudden shifting of the bed that woke me from a deep, dreamless sleep. A tiny giggling sound coming from under the bedcovers told me that it was my sister Natalie. I was very concious of the fact that I had a raging erection--one of those adolescent hard ons that felt as if rigor mortis had set in. Under normal circumstances I would have dug under the bed mattress for my meager collection of pornography and would have taken care of the situation before going down to breakfast.But...