Erin seized my arms, holding me in place as I jumped -- a bowling ball was hurtling through the air in a high arc over the tarp, right at me. But it didn't go the distance.
It landed on the bellows attached to the water nozzle with a thud, and the water jug... sprayed my crotch. I had to stay on the X because the water pressure wasn't that strong, really just a lame little goosh, all over the front of my pants.
It petered out after five or six seconds, and most of that didn't even reach me.
"I got you! You look like you peed!" Erin cried, laughing so hard she started to snort.
I blinked, absolutely stunned.
Holy. s**t.
All of that.
All of that, just to make it look like I peed my pants.
I stared in shock at my little sister as her laughter bent her over at the waist, and I started
