My girlfriend and I had been dating for almost year when we decided to get

married.

My parents helped us in every way, and my friends encouraged me.

My girlfriend? She was a dream! There was only one thing bothering me.

That one thing was her younger sister. My prospective sister-in-law

was twenty years of age, wore tight miniskirts, and low cut blouses.

She would regularly bend down when near me, and I got many a pleasant

view of her underwear. It had to be deliberate. She never did it when

she was near anyone else.

One day little sister calls and asked me to come over to check the

wedding invitations. She was alone when I arrived. She whispered to me

that soon I was to be married, and she had feelings and desires for me

that she could not overcome and did not really want to 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.

I was in total shock and could not say a word.

She said, "I'm going upstairs to my bedroom, and if you want to go

ahead with it just come up and get me."

I was stunned. I was frozen in shock as I watched her go up the stairs.

When she reached the top, she pulled down her panties and threw them

down the stairs at me.

I stood there for a moment, then turned and went straight to the front

door. I opened the door and stepped out of the house and walked

straight toward my car.

My future father-in-law was standing outside. With tears in his eyes

he hugged me and said, "We are very happy that you have passed our

little test. We could not ask for a better man for our daughter. Welcome to

the family!"

The moral of this story is:

Always keep your condoms in your car