Eleanor looks at me inquisitively, and then tosses me my phone. Indian sex I put the knife down on the table, and she unzips my fly. Sure, she was a hot piece, but…the state championship! I feel a drop of blood leak from the spot and run down my cleavage. Before your dirty, little mind runs rampant with incestuous fantasies, let me tell you now, that I have no intention of fucking my brother. He looks up at me, and I stare at him. High school football is a big fucking deal in Nebraska, and her infraction would not soon be forgotten. We breathe heavily on the table for a moment, and then look into each other’s eyes. “Well…” I say, “no, but it was my idea to get you two together.”
“Well, that backfired.” Eleanor giggles.
