Chapter 9: Mom's Beautiful Buttocks

“My brother and I haven’t seen each other for a month. Can’t we be a little closer?” my sister retorted, sticking her neck out in my arms.

“Okay, come down now, don’t make Mom angry.” I reached out and smoothed my sister’s high ponytail; it was silky and soft.

“Get down right now when I tell you to.” There was no room for negotiation in her words.

The younger sister pouted, her lips pink and alluring, and muttered softly, “You’re violating my freedom and human rights.”

The mother, who obtained her law master’s degree more than a decade ago, burst…