Ninety minutes later, I'm standing in my brother's entryway with Cami, completely ignoring the peevish look on her face.
"When are you going to stop buying her boy clothes?" she huffs, after peeking inside the small bag I brought with me.
Cami's beautiful. I know she doesn't realize just how beautiful, which is one of the things that's so special about her. Her medium blonde hair curls softly around her face and shoulders, and accents her large green eyes. She's put on a little weight since having my niece, and it looks good on her. Her boobs look even better, which I can't help but notice, and I need to get my mind out of the gutter.
"When you take her out of girlie s**t and teach her to eat a little dirt," I reply as she hands the bag back. "Where's my brother so I can have some backu
