Sister finds my toys pt3 (revised)
This part 3 of a 5 part story. Hope you enjoy it and leave a comment… Thanks I awoke the next morning to the sound of my phone ringing. It was my sister Carol. Carol is two years older than Chris and six years old than I. Her news floored me. I lay in bed, wide awake trying to decide if I should tell Chris before or after we did the deed. I decided to wait until after. As a kid growing up in a rural New England town my folks had a puritan outlook on sex. In fact, it would have been difficult to define sex in our house at all, because it appeared to be non-existent. No word of sex was ever mentioned. Not the slightest inkling of sex; not even to accept …