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“What could be too embarrassing to tell me?" He arched an eyebrow at me. I don't know." I smiled. "Periods?" His smile fell, and he pouted his lips. "Okay. You have a point." "Boyfriends?" "No." I giggled at his scrunched-up face, clearly disgusted by the idea of his sister finding a boyfriend. "You're going to have to deal with that when she's older." "Yeah, when she's thirty." "Oh, c'mon! Thirty?! I'm not even thirty and you were fine fucking me senseless in the shower." He blushed and shook his head. "Different.”

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SSS: Year Three

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