I hate mornings. I lay in bed as long as possible until my step-mom comes to my door and pounds on it for me to get my lazy ass out of bed. This morning my step-mom didn't come to wake me up, my step-sister did. I'll admit I have a crush on my little step-sister. Not that I would act on it or anything because now that our parents married we're kind of related. Good thing I didn't have to do anything to get what I got this morning for a wake up call except keep my lazy ass in bed as usual. My step-sister came in all awake and bouncy. Only thing I hate worse than mornings are morning people. I was hesitant to make the slightest move because I could feel my raging morning wood in my underwear and did not want to gross her out by presenting it to her. My step-sister found my wood all on her own and immediately became fascinated with seeing it then touching it.