I stared down at the floor, crestfallen. Why did my sisters have to make me feel so bad about stuff that felt so good?
"And, if you behave, you'll get a special treat when we get home," Brianna said.
"Bree!" Jenna turned on her sister.
"Come on, Jen. We have to offer him something as a reward," Brianna said.
"Fine," Jenna said, "Deal?"
I nodded. Both girls stood up and marched out of my bedroom. Brianna's bubble butt and Jenna's barely-there bottom both bounced off and I couldn't help but think of the old saying about hating to see someone leave but loving to watch them go. Good Lord, I'd been blessed with some sexy sisters.
And yet neither was even in the same class as our older sister, Amy.
Fuck. I was not looking forward to making that phone call. Before the previous weekend, Amy
