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Joke- Little Sister

I am with my girlfriend 2 years and decided to get married.
My parents helped as much as they could and all my friends said it's a really good idea! My girlfriend? She is a dream! But there is something that bothers me!
 Her little sister.. this is my future 20 year old sister-in-law, wearing a super skinny, mini skirt and blouses. Always leaning over and I saw her panties. She never did that in front of someone else!
One day she calls me and asks me to come over to see the wedding invitations. When I arrive she was alone. She whispered that soon I was getting married and that she has feelings for me and she thinks she can overcome them. She also said that she desperately wanted to have sex with me just once before I marry her sister.
I was shocked and could not say a word... she said to me that she was going to bed and ask if I want to join her. I froze and looked at her going up the stairs. Going up, she took her panties off and threw it at me. I stayed there for a moment and then ran to the door.
I opened it and walked to the car. My future father-in-law was standing outside with tears in his eyes, hugging me and said, "I'm glad you passed this little test and I am sure that my daughter could not find a better man. Welcome to the family, my son!"
Moral Lesson: Always keep your condoms in your car!

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