I awoke on Sunday morning with my usual “early riser”. Beside me lay Kerry, breathing softly, still asleep. She lay on her side, her back toward me. I took a moment to reflect on the previous evening’s events. That did nothing to relieve my boner. I recalled the look on her face as we shared something so intimate, something that would not ordinarily be shared between brother and sister. It was a look of love, of fulfillme...