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							Fri 16 Sep, 2005 01:01 pm
						
						
					
					
					
						I was a very happy  person. My wonderful girlfriend and I had
 been dating for over a year, and so we  decided to get married. There was only one little thing bothering me ... It was  her beautiful younger sister.
 My prospective sister-in-law was twenty-two, wore  very tight miniskirts, 
and generally was bra-less.
 She would regularly  bend down when she was near me, and I
 always got more than a pleasant view of  her private parts. It had to be
 deliberate. She never  did it when she was near  anyone else.
 One day her "little"  sister called and asked me to come over
 to  check the wedding  invitations.
She was alone when I arrived, and she whispered  to me
 that she had  feelings and desires for me that she couldn't
 overcome.  She told me that she wanted to make love to me just once before I got married  and  committed my life to her sister.
 Well, I was in total  shock, and couldn't say a word.  She
 said, "I'm going upstairs to my  bedroom, and if you want one last wild 
fling, just come up and get me."  I  was stunned and frozen in shock as I watched her go up the stairs.  When  she reached the top she pulled off her panties and threw them down the stairs at  me.
 I stood there for a  moment, then turned and made a beeline
 straight to the front  door.
I opened the door,  and headed straight towards my car.  Lo and behold, my entire future family  was standing outside, all clapping! With tears in his eyes, my father-in-law  hugged me and said, "We are very happy
 that you have passed our little test. We  couldn't ask for a better man  for our daughter. Welcome to the family."
 And the moral of  this story is: Always keep your condoms in your  car.