Well that and she felt bad about you losing
your porn collection,” he continued. “And the gun” I demanded. He reached out with his gun and put it along my sister’s cheek. I slowly lowered my club, staring at the phone in disbelief. As I lay there drifting off, I couldn’t help but picture the image of my sister being illuminated by the bathroom light as she walked to the bedroom. “Go ahead” sounded in a whimper. I found myself mesmerized by the site of her breast almost defying gravity. My sister stood there frozen cradling the receiver in her hand. “There you go little man,” came the stranger’s voice. Why would I need to get naked? “Don’t do it dude, it was Karen, it was your sister” he plead. I pulled back and thrust forward burying myself again. The man took two big strides and placed the gun against my sister forehead.