"You grew those and, suddenly, my sister wasn't my cute best friend who happened to live in my house. She was a woman. A sexy, beautiful woman that I wanted so bad. I knew I wasn't supposed to think of you that way. But I couldn't stop myself. I started to see you in every fantasy. But, of course, I couldn't have you."

"That had to be hard, fighting with your own body like that," I said. I knew it was, because I'd been doing the same. Telling myself that what we were doing was only wrong if I liked it. Or if we did it once, then it was...