And The Moral Of The Story Is.......

And The Moral of the Story Is:

I was a very happy person. My wonderful girlfriend and I had been

dating for over a year, 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 was twenty two, wore very tight mini-skirts, and generally was bra-less. She would regularly bend down

when she was near me, and I always got more than a pleasant view of her cleavage. It had to be deliberate. She never did it when she was near anyone else.

One day my fiances "little" sister called and asked me to come over to check the wedding invitations. She was alone when I arrived and she whispered to me that she had feelings and desires for me that she couldn't overcome. She told me that she wanted to make love to 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 up and get me."

I was stunned and frozen in shock as I watched her go up the stairs. When she reached the top she pulled off her panties and threw them down the stairs at me. I stood there for a moment, then turned and made a beeline straight to the front door. I opened the door, and headed

straight towards my car.

Lo and behold, my entire future family was standing outside, all clapping!

With tears in his eyes, my 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:

Always keep your condoms in your car.