Re: Shankster Needs Real Life Advice.
BTDT. Had a super sexy step sister who wanted to ride my baloney pony to heaven in the worst way back when I was 18. She was a serious hotty (Hooters girl, model, etc.) and I was tempted, but managed to keep my more primal urges at bay (with LOTS of help from my 28 year old girlfriend).
That is, until I had to give her a ride home one night when her car wouldn't start. She was working at a bar, so it was actually early morning. I was exhausted, so I crashed at her place. Care to guess how she woke me up a few hours later? Anyway, needless to say we got bu-zay (hey, an 18 year old dude with a whang harder than Chinese algebra has no more self-restraint!). Well, she got stricken with the Noah Mercy fever and wouldn't leave me alone. I was laying more pipe than a 24 hour plumbing service between her and my girlfriend.
Then things got weird. My SS decided she wanted to be my only bedroom friend. I was completely unwilling to give up my girlfriend (42GG-28-38 and completely uninhibited in the bedroom...any of you gonna' blame me?). Sis' threatened to tell her dad. I struck a compromise and we three got together on a regular basis until two of us moved away. No girl-girl stuff (DAMN!), but some incredible memories, nonetheless.
So the moral of the story, shank', is...oh, who am I kidding. There <span style="font-style: italic">is</span> no moral...I've just wanted to recount that experience for a long time and needed the proper context! Thanks!
