My Sisters Secret Life: A Tale of Love, Lust, and Coming of Age My name is Joanne, but most people call me Jo, I live with my mum and dad and my , sister Jasmine, who is three years older than me Let’s be honest right up front, I am a geek or maybe a nerd, I figure that I am adopted or something, cause my family are all attractive and I am just so plain, add to that that I was obviously way back in the queue when the breasts were being handed and my sister must have been in the first three, my dad calls mine bee stings, thanks dad that always helps! I have never kissed a boy and when I talk, talk? More like stutter, to one I am convinced that I’ve got spinach in my teeth or am just cultivating a spot on my nose or something. This is especially true of my sister’s boyfriend, who is, in my opinion, the coolest guy in the universe and who makes me blush, just by glancing at me and he knows it as well. He is a demigod, 25 and “built” as they say. My parents are not keen on him though, mostly because he is a lot older than Jas. Anyway, I’m getting off the point I guess. It was Friday night about a month ago, mum and dad were out, Jasmine was out and I was most defiantly in, I was watching some creepy film and hiding behind the cushion, wishing I had watched a Romcom instead , when the street door bell went and scared the pants off me. I looked through the peep hole and it was Jasmine and the demigod, I opened the door and it was pretty obvious that she was “as drunk as a skunk” as my dad would say. …the next moment changed everything
