"What's that?"

“I kinda do the same thing you do."

"What do you mean?"

"I'll show you." I sat up and pulled my T-shirt over my head, revealing my white, lace-trimmed bra.

“What are you doing?” he said, staring at me with wide eyes.

"Showing you. I watched you, now it's only fair that you watch me."

I reached behind me and undid the clasp of my bra. It loosened, and I pulled it off, revealing my large, rounded breasts to my brother’s gaze. He stared at them in stunned amazement.

“Rhonda, I don’t think...”

"Just watch," I whispered, and held one of my breasts in my hands, and pulled...