Chapter 100 Getting Dirty With Sister:>4

Further, a lot of the city is built for winter, and most of the older buildings don't have air conditioning. Mine certainly didn't. Some people put in a window A/C, but my apartment had only the one window, in my bedroom, and there wasn't any space for it. The machine would have to rest on my bed. The result? My tiny place turned into a toaster oven. And my sister and I were like two wilted slices of bread. We didn't make any agreements about it, but we slowly started wearing less clothes around the apartment. Jennifer would get home and go down to a tank top and shorts. I changed into boxers and a t-shirt as soon as work was over. We sat on the couch together, ate together -- we didn't have a choice -- and we both showed a lot more skin.