Carly woke up the next morning full of regret. She'd pushed her brother (her own brother!) to make out with her, gawked over his hard dick and then masturbated completely nude, hoping he'd catch her. She'd never behaved like this before. Guys chased her, not the other way around. What was going on?

The realization eventually came to her, and it hit her like a brick. Her tiny, little crush on Jordan wasn't tiny or little. She had a serious crush on him. Always had. Maybe always would. She always wanted to be more like him, always wanted him to pay more attention to her, always thought his girlfriends weren't...