Through The Mirror
This morning, my wife's sister called. We talked for one hour. She's now married and a mother of three. She used to be a flirt. She once left her bedroom door open while blow drying her hair just to pretend she couldn't hear when I passed by. She was in her undies only. I saw her huge breasts in the mirror. She also saw me through the mirror. After a long while, she turned around and faked an, "Oh, my God, you are there," and rushed to cup her ample breast. She makes me hot. She's moving to town.
— Stephan, 42