I learned that if you want to win an argument with Brad, argue while you’re in a position to suck him. He lost bad. Or good. Good good.I needed him ...nd he needed me.“I had sex with my sister,” he complained.“Wrong. We made love. Toss that ‘sister’ stuff aside. I needed you, Brad. Not some random stud. I could’ve hit a bar and had one of those in an hour. I needed YOU. Safe. Caring. Responsible. You, that I’ve known my whole life.”“You think of me like that?”“I do.”“But I’m your brother.”“Nope.. I had appreciated Paul’s blowjob so much, I wanted to return the favor more than anything in that moment.The grass was soft on my bare feet, once I had gotten my socks off and tossed them in the swiftly growing pile of discarded clothing by our bikes. Paul stood in front of me, looking almost sheepish in his near-naked state. I drank in the sight of him, from the slim but strong frame of his shoulders to the neat V-shape of his waist. His underwear was well-tented now, and once again I admired. This one, or this one, or this one??? She said she really liked a little yellow one with black polka dots on it. I smiled and said go ahead and try it on. Then it happened. I thought she would go into the bathroom to change, but nope!!! RIGHT THERE!!! RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME. She again took off her bikini top, and then dropped her pants and bikini bottom. I guess it was the natural thing to do because they were damp from swimming, but I was still taken by surprise. I had that feeling again. My. Line kind of ties you down,” she remarked.The nurse returned with a syringe. “Okay, dear -- roll over ... uh-oh, time to lose the briefs.”Mae tugged under the covers and handed me her briefs, then she rolled onto her side. The nurse lifted her gown. “You’ll feel a pinch ... done.”“What was that?” I asked.“Just something to relax her and take away some of the anxiety. We’ll take her into the O.R. shortly.”I sat and held her hand. “Now are you scared?” I asked.“A little.”I watched her face relax.