I got out of the shower after a workout and Dana was in the bathroom putting on her makeup in the mirror. It was a camera. She didn’t enjoy this much because im pretty protective, because my parents aren’t. I came up the basement stairs to the kitchen where they were arguing but didn’t open the door. Then my sister spoke from behind the camera. Let me start you at the beginning. But that’s not too important to the story. I sounded convincing, I think. But yeah, I would always scare away the guys that flirted with her, sometimes she’d say her last name and they’d pretty much run like the building suddenly caught fire. there was no mistaking that sweet seductive voice anywhere, even distorted with pleasure. She’s four years younger than me; Thus making her a freshman during my senior year. “yeah well, either way, I kind of need you to leave so I can get dressed”
“why?
