“I really need to get laid,”

you say to Heather, your hormones taking over from your brain.

“What! Oh My God! I’m not letting you fuck me!” Heather practically screams. If you two had been home alone your sure she actually would have.

“Heather, shit! Sorry,” you try and apologise but she doesn’t want to hear a word of it. Your sister retreating to the furthest corner of the mattress away from you.

“Get out!” she orders you from her bed. “I would have sucked your cock but I’m not letting you have sex with me you fucking creeper.”

You trace a hasty retreat from your sisters’ room, worried you may have irrevocably ruined the relationship between you. Suffice to say, your libido has definitely been iced for the foreseeable future. Your embarrassment knows no bounds as you imagine Heather telling Rebecca about your unwanted advance.

You wish the world would open up and swallow you as you escape back into your own room.