Sorry this took so long to write up and upload. This was supposed to have been done in March, but I couldn't get it finished in time. But here it is (finally), and I hope you enjoy it. I've absolutely loved the feedback I've received so far, so feel free to write to me.
Monday was my birthday, and Carrie told me not to make any plans. We had gotten closer the last couple months, perhaps too close by most people's standards. We had done more than most siblings did. Carrie and I hadn't actually had sex, but we'd shared some very special sexual moments.
"Hey, Matt, got any photo shoots planned?"
"What, on my birthday? Hell, no. I'm not stupid."
"Cool! Got you all to myself, then!" She bounded out of the living room. I always joked that she had way too much energy. Soon she came back into the room. She handed me some clothes. "Here, bro, put these on. Not too fancy, but better than that t-shirt and jeans."
"Where are we going?"
"Surprise. Hurry. Be right back. I gotta change, too."
Carrie treated me to a fantastic dinner at a local Italian restaurant. She even paid the violinist to play a couple songs for us. As he finished, I thanked him and Carrie.
"Now, now, Matt, nothing too good for you. I love you."
"Thanks. I love you, too." I was just about to say "sis" after that, but our violinist said something about us being a lovely young couple. After he left, we had a good laugh over it. We got home around 8:30, and she told me to give her five minutes before I went to her room.