Of course, something else had added to that stimulation last night. You see, as I already mentioned, Maddie and me weren't exactly "hands off". I blame it a little bit on the alcohol, and maybe the atmosphere. But truly, my sister and I have always been close. Not sexually, mind you. But close enough that we sometimes get mistaken for being a couple.
Last night was a little different, though. To the point where we had practically molested each other's legs as we watched the s*x-laden women (and one dude who looked like a woman) perform on stage while we enjoyed ourselves from the back of the room. I'm not even sure why we were being so forward with each other. All I knew was that I enjoyed her touch, nearly as much as I liked touching her in return.
But then we got home, to my apartment.
