“Shit, you were just about to propose…Oh Lisa, I Love you…” she mocked. “Get real” and she reached into her bag and took out a joint. I was on the high school crew team so I felt pretty sure I could fend off interlopers. I got down on the floor of the car “hey you wanna wrestle?” I wanted to make it as innocent a question as I could. I put my arms around her and took my time pulling her into me, the whole time looking into her eyes, scared to death. we have to get out of here’ I stammered. I racked my brain for a good answer. I took her arms and was planning on pulling that magnificent chest into me, under the guise of helping her, of course. A brotherly hug was one thing but it’s quite another when your sister’s tits arouse you. “Fuck MacArthur Calm down. Lisa stared at me curiously. “Nice try Mac.” she said and grabbed the glasses off my face.
