We finally got dressed and I left for home while my sister went to the airport to pick up her husband. I didn't necessarily want to move back home but I certainly wasn't going to stay at my sister's place once her husband got home. That would have been too weird.
Mom fixed my favorite meal and told me how proud she was of me for taking care of my sister while Mark was overseas. If she only knew how I had been taking car of her I'm sure she'd have been singing a different tune.
"I enjoyed spending time with Maryanne," I told her in the understatement of the century. "It was good for both of us."
That night while lying in bed it finally hit me that I would never make love to my sister again. I still had all the videos but I couldn't bring myself to watch them. I figured I might feel diffe
