I lightly knocked on Lita's door. When she told me to enter, I did. She sat up, a smile of surprise on her face, and said, "Breakfast in bed?"
"Complete with a flower for my beautiful sister," I pointed out as I set the tray before her. I started to move back, but she grabbed me by my shirt and pulled me close before kissing me. "Thank you,
hermanita
."
"Thank
you
," she said as she looked at the food on her plate. "A breakfast burrito? What's in it?"
"Chorizo, egg, onions, jalapenos, and cheese," I told her.
"You remembered to drain the chorizo,
si
?"
"You taught me how to make this when I was only ten, Lita. I always follow your instructions to the tee."
She took a bite, then said, "I think you have surpassed me. This is excellent."
I watched her eat for a few moments, then said, "I just want to make sure we're cool about last night, Lita."
"I have no regrets, if that's what you mean."
"It is. I hope I don't sound too clingy, but I would really like for us to continue in this fashion while you are here."
"Why, is your bucket list not yet full enough?"
"This has nothing to do with my bucket list,
hermanita
," I told her. "The bucket list was last night. I really enjoyed what we did, and I enjoyed with whom it was done, so I would like to continue to enjoy those things, if you are willing."
"I had a good time too, Carlos, but maybe we should just leave things the way they are," Lita said to me, and my heart sank. She saw this, and said, "Now, don't be that way. It happened, and it was wonderful. Let us just thrive on the memory."
"I will do as you wish," I told her. I kissed her cheek to show that I was not angry over her decision, then we spoke of other things while she finished eating. I took her tray and stood. "Mom and Dad are already at work. I'll be heading into town in a little bit to pick up supplies. Want to come with me?"
"I'll let you know when I'm ready."
I was waiting in the living room, watching TV, when Lita called from beyond my sight, "Announce me as I enter."
"Ladies and gentlemen, presenting the one, the only, Lita Rodri—" I stopped as she walked into the room. She was dressed like a goth girl. She had on black lipstick, and was wearing a black leather dress with black fishnet stockings and black combat boots. I stared in awe as I said, "Sister, you look beautiful."
"You tell me that because I am your sister, nothing more."
"I tell you that because it is true," I corrected her. I wanted her so badly right then, and I knew she could see that on my face. I just continued to stare, hoping that some psychic link would guide her to me, into my arms, and we could make love right here and now, but ...
"I am ready whenever you are,
hermano
."
I shook the stardust from my head and said, "Yes. Of course," then got up to leave.
"Oh, lookie that," she said, pointing to my crotch.
Yes, I had an erection for Lita. My first inclination was to hide it, but then I decided, why should I? "What shall I do with it?" I asked her.
"Tame it," she responded, then walked past me and to my car.
At the computer supply store, I found all the things needed to finish building that computer for Charlotte Rusche, the one I had been working on last night. When Lita and I returned to my car, I asked, "Why were you so flirty with him?"
"How was I flirty?" Lita asked. "He offered me his phone number, and I accepted it." She then waved it in the air before placing it in her bra.
Next, we went to the mall so Lita could buy some new clothes. We were there for over an hour, and all she ended up with was two thumb rings. The rest of the time was spent talking to her BFF from high school, Gennifer Wills, who was there with her boyfriend and his brother, whom she introduced to Lita. I didn't catch his name, but he bent down and kissed my sister's hand in true poser fashion. He was not sincere. That much showed.
"Two phone numbers in two hours," Lita taunted me as we made our way back home. I said nothing, not to that, or anything else she said, which prompted her to ask, "Are you angry with me, Carlos?"
I smiled a fake smile at her and said, "I have nothing to be angry at you about."
"You seem moody."
"I am just on a deadline with this computer, is all. That is where my mind is."
Upon arriving home, I immediately made my way to my garage office and put every bit of myself into my work. About thirty minutes later, Lita walked in and said, "I'm bored." I looked up at her to find that she was carrying a bottle of Crown Royal. She sat upon my couch and just stared at me. I smiled, but when I did not readily say anything, she asked, "Another game of Truth or Truth?"
I got up and sat across from her. She opened the bottle and guzzled down five big gulps, then passed it to me. Not to be outdone, I began swallowing it by the mouthfuls, and then ... Do you know how you prepare yourself for a certain taste, and when it is not what you expected your body acts involuntarily to purge it from your system? That is what happened to me. I was gagging and sputtering and coughing as I tried to make sense of what I was drinking. Lita was laughing so hard she rolled off the couch and just lay there, sprawled on the floor. Her legs were parted. I could see she was wearing no underwear.
"What is this?" I finally was able to ask.
She flipped over and stood, and in that tiny moment I got a very nice view of her ass. My dick immediately got hard. She sat back on the couch and said, "It's sweet tea. Remember last night I told you that we wouldn't drink again when we played this game?"
I thought for a moment, then corrected her. "No, what you said was that we would not get drunk before having sex again."
"So I did."
"Does this mean—?"
