Ok here's the situ - I was a very happy man. My wonderful girlfriend and I had been dating for a couple of years, 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
She's twenty-two, wears very tight miniskirts, and generally goes bra-less - and not because she doesn't need to.
I always got more than a nice view when no-one else was looking; it had to be deliberate because she never did it when she was near anyone else.
One day my fiancée's "little" sister called and asked me to come over to check on the wedding invitations.
She was alone when I arrived, and after a short while she whispered to me that she had feelings for me that she couldn't overcome. She told me that she wanted 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 on up."
I was stunned as I watched her go up the stairs. I stood there for another moment, rubbed my eyes, pinched myself, and then turned and made a beeline straight to the front door. I opened the door, and headed straight towards my car.
Lo and behold, there's my entire future family standing outside, all clapping! With tears in his eyes, my future 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................................
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Always keep your condoms in your car.
