I haven't seen Morgan in years. I missed her college graduation because I have Kegalbender's complication, a rare ailment that gives you near-constant erections and doubles your semen output. I stayed home and hosed Jane. The constant erection thing faded, well, mostly, but not the semen output. The pictures show my sister in her gown and hat. She was always tall like mom, but she tended on the chunky side.
Morgan looks better than I remember. Mom keeps herself in great shape and Morgan looks just like her now. She's wearing a slinky gown that clings to every curve. I walk in and Morgan comes to me and hugs me. I feel guilty, but she feels good in my arms. I convince myself that it's only because I've been celibate for too long. In a boozy whisper, she says, "I'll come by later."
Skeet,
