"Oh. Oh, God! I'm so embarrassed," Amy said. I could practically hear her blushing over the phone.
"I loved being with you, Amy," I said, "but if it comes down to me being with you or you being my sister's best friend, I want you to be her friend."
I heard Amy's voice crack. "You're so sweet," she said.
In front of me, my sister looked at me with love and admiration. It was like she was melting—but in a good way.
"Amy, would you please do me a favor?" I asked. "Call my sister so she can apologize to you. She feels terrible and really wants to make it up to you."
I felt like such a manipulative bastard when Amy called my sister minutes later. I mean, I knew that she desperately wanted to be with me again after the way I had given her so much pleasure the other night. She wanted to beli
