“Can I Cum 2?”
I asked innocently enough, but my brother just said “No.” Then, daddy told him to “Take your sister with you.” “Oh!” He whined, but he put his jacket on in his room. So nobody could see what he had up under his shirt in the back. “Where we going?” I grabbed his hand, when we got to the street. “WE, aren’t going anywhere.” He took me over to a friend’s house, in the next neighborhood over. Nobody was home, “They’re all at church,” I told him, “And they’re gonna be there all day probably.” “What for?” “Easter Sunday?” He forgot, “So, they’ve got Easter-egg hunts, and potlucks, and something.” “Well, I don’t hang out with Christian girls, so I wouldn’t know.” I giggled, “You don’t hang out with girls at all.” “Don’t rub it in!” …