We Were Then As Good As Married

I was an 11th grader, a band nerd. My sister was a 9th grader, a wannabe Janis Joplin. My boyfriend was a 12th grader, a jock. We had already gone sexual. We were at my house, he was getting on me, a second from getting it in when my sister walked in. He stopped and said sorry.

We all sat staring at each other. My sister stood up and said she wanted him to be her first. He said it didn't work that way, she could be his, but there would be no one else. That's the deal he had with me.

My sister looked at me and she said okay, and he made her his. From that day to today she is his and so am I.