Chapter 9 Remote Control: A Tantalizing Discovery(9)

• The next morning passed mostly in a blur. Since it was the first day of the holidays and there was nothing I had to do, I'd ended up staying in bed for a lot longer than I normally would. Almost without exception, nearly every thought I'd had while lying there had been about my sister. Her boobs, in particular, had been at the forefront, unsurprisingly, but I also worried that my hasty departure last night might have sent the wrong message. The last thing I wanted to do was hurt her or make her think I wasn't interested.
• Because I'd come to the definitive answer that I didn't give a flying fuck if Elayne was my sister.
• She was right, we were just two, consenting adults, getting our rocks off. And there was nothing wrong with that. The taboo nature of being brother and sister only made the whole situation exponentially more erotic, which was a huge plus as far as I was concerned.