Wide-eyed with surprise, momentarily immobile with indecision, he stared at his younger sister. Indian Sex Parris was getting turned on; when Jake first parked, she didn’t feel this way, but he was turning her on in ways she’d only heard rumors about. For several weeks, they paused their sexual exploits only when she was on her cycle. Her mind was full of the advice(?) her new friend had given her. Okay, I’ll go out back and piss on a tree.” She listened to the quiet at the door, smiled into her brother’s eyes then whispered with renewed, risk-enhanced desire, “Fuck me.”
From that day, they screwed in the bathroom when their parents were awake in the house, if anyone knocked on the locked door, and one of them answered, whoever it was would leave, thinking only one person in there. Randy looked up, “Did you just get home?”
She nodded, he patted the bed next to him and she went to his side, “I was with Jake at Pregger Park-n-Ride.”
When she was settled, he asked, “What’s that?”
“It’s the make-out place around here, if you go to Pregger Park-n-Ride, you’re gonna get fucked.”
“You fucked Jake?”
She stood off the bed, bent to put her hands flat on the floor, her legs were straight.
