My Sister and My Best Friend
letting my best friend take my sister on a vacation across the globe, i hope they keep their hands to themselves
Part 1 Leaning up against the doorjamb, I peered at her packing up her filled suitcase. “Are you sure you don’t want me to drop you off at the airport?” I questioned. “No, Scott is going to pick me up, I already told you,” she replied, placing a sheer cover-up into the case. Scott was my best friend, whom I had met in college, and was quite the free spirit. He was a nudist, or at least was quite comfortable being in the b...