The Fork in the Road

"They're the best in the world, Kat. And do you know why?"

Kat shook her, a small smile forming on her tear-streaked face. Gerald stood up, grasped his sister by her shoulders and looked into her hazel eyes.

"Because they're yours, Kat. No one else has them. You should always be proud of what you have. Never let anyone put you down because of how you look or think, 'kay?"

Katrina nodded. She leaned forward, wrapping her arms around Gerald, hugging him tightly, squashing her breasts into his chest. He gently hugged her back, an idle thought running through his head: I wonder what kind of panties she's wearing with that bra.

"A matching thong," he heard her say into his chest. He pushed his sister away in shock and looked into her face, now holding an impish smile.

"Want to see?" she asked, her hands gripping the hem of her plaid skirt.