No I don't live on a farm in Arkansas. No I don't normally fuck my younger sister in front of a room of people. It happened once and it was, as far as...I am concerned, an accident. I'm going to tell you my side and if you do not believe me then well fuck off.I am a senior at our state university and luckily I landed a pretty cool job at night that allowed me to afford the plush existence of dormitory life (this is sarcasm people). Well at our last keg party my friends happened to play a very. Her eyes opened slowly and she looked at me blankly, before an expression of horror spread across her lovely features, she screamed, pushed me away, got out of bed, trying to conceal her breasts, grabbed a gown from behind the bedroom door, and was gone.What was going on? She was in the bathroom and I tapped on the door."Go away," was the only response."Please, can't I talk to you?" GO AWAY!"So, sadly and reluctantly ... I dressed and left.I couldn't just leave it there, though. I tried,. –I laughed a little, standing up straight so I was at eye level with him to show my confidence that I was pretending to have, No, I will be having dinner with my partner tonight and most every other night, now if you will excuse me, I said as the door began opening, this is very inappropriate and we have discussed proper ways to approach a woman. –I tried to push by him but he put his arm in front of me, looking a little angry, You wont regret it if you do. Im sure your business partner can. It’s one tie split into two. A split garment. A tie split by a point. By a period. A tie… a tie broken. Tie break.”“What?”“Tiebreak. Where’s the tennis stadium?” Erika shrugged, and we scoured the map, looking for the green splotches. We idly got on a tram that was going further into the city centre and continued to pour over the A2 map as the rickety vehicle thundered along Prague’s grandiose streets.“What’s this?” Erika asked, turning the map to see two dozen advertisements on the reverse..