Cori: Dear God.

My little brother Zack came into my room this morning, sat down on my bed, woke me up, and then asked me what sex was. Max, my older brother, had been telling sexual jokes to his friend while on the phone. Zack just happened to overhear.
Then I sat up and heard Preston, my baby brother, repeating Max's joke. Seriously, I thought I would die.
And so I asked Zack what he meant. He told me that Max was talking about short skirts and other things, and why girls wear them...so I told him it's to run better, not to do whatever Max was saying. I really think Zacky-boy believed me...
And now I feel guilty.