"We're still negotiating," she said, pointedly looking at my underwear - which was the only thing keeping me from being inside of her.

I laughed.

Melli finally got the phone situated. She moved back to my knees, looked into my eyes, grabbed my underwear and ripped them off of me. Literally. Part of the waistband didn't give - but the rest of the only pair of underwear that had survived the summer in Wyoming was destroyed by my sister's lust.

"Attagirl!" Aunt Kimi hollered, laughing.

"Where are you two?" I asked.

"Hot tub," Jeni reported. "Mom's not fingering herself yet but she's on her second hard-lemonade so it's only a...