A Flash of Lace

"You didn't marry him?" I asked.

"I really wanted to but we agreed it wouldn't have worked. It was a very difficult ending for both of us but now he's my dearest friend."

"Do you still see him?"

She brightened "Yes he's over here now so we can meet but we'll never get back together."

I was quiet for a while. It was obvious I was going to have to bring the dreaded subject.

Quietly, I said "So, what do you think about your pervy brother now"

She looked up horrified, then came over to my side. "Don't you ever call yourself a pervert. " she scolded "You're not. There's nothing wrong with what you're doing. If you feel good then what's wrong with that?"

I blushed and looked at my hands "Its not normal though is it?"

"What's normal? " she asked

"You know, boy meets girl and so on"

"Your saying gays are abnormal little brother. "she said smiling.

"No – I don't mean that...I'm not gay though" I said "Far from it. I adore looking at beautiful women."

"I didn't think you were" she said smiling "I think you're just sensitive. Perhaps a guy wanting to be a gal. Anyway, no more talk of being a pervert. I know you're not and I love you deeply."

"Thanks Sis" I smiled shyly "I love you too and I'm so glad you're here."

"Try saying that after I've been here a month and filled your bathroom with my drying underw... Err well perhaps not." She laughed

"Time for bed I think. I said yawning. "It's been a traumatic day."

"And if I drink any more wine you're gonna have to carry me outa here "she replied

"Would be my pleasure "I said.

We hugged and set off for our rooms. I felt happier than I had for years. There was no way I was ever going to dress up in front of her or anyone. I was still too embarrassed about that but she hadn't been disgusted with me as I expected.