"Getting guy's attention."

Oh boy, you have no idea what's happening, but you let those unfiltered thoughts escape your mouth. "Getting guys' attention," you say with a devilish grin directed at your sister. She bursts into laughter and questions, "Are you seriously saying that?"

"Hell yeah, I'm dead serious! I want to be bent over, ravished like the little attention whore I am," you confidently declare. But just moments later, the realization of what you've just said hits you like a ton of bricks, and you quickly cover your mouth in shock.

Your sister's face turns red as she blushes, trying to process your unexpected rant. "Damn, Ash. I thought I was the horny one. But here you’re, confessing to being a massive boy slut," she says, still in disbelief at your outrageous admission.

"Wait, hold on, I didn't mean—" Before you can defend yourself, you and your sister arrive at the parking lot. "Well, look at that, we're already here. Come on, Ash," she says, grabbing her bag and turning off the car.

As she opens your side of the car and smiles at you, she leans in and whispers, "If you happen to fuck any guys, let me know. I'll catch you later, Ash," planting a cheeky kiss on your blushing cheek. You step out of the car, heart pounding, realizing you're now alone in public. You take a deep breath, trying to calm your racing thoughts. With no one around, you stride confidently toward the doors.