Values

A true story of values . . . . I was happy. My girlfriend and I had been dating for over a year, and we decided to get married. My parents helped us in every way, my friends encouraged me, and my girlfriend was a dream!

There was only one thing bothering me, very much indeed. That one thing was my fiancé's younger sister. My prospective sister-in-law was twenty years old, wore tight mini skirts and low cut blouses. She would regularly bend down near me and I enjoyed many pleasant views of her underwear. It had to be deliberate... I didn't notice her doing this near anyone else.

One day the sister called and asked me to come over to check the wedding invitations. She was alone when I arrived and whispered to me that soon I was to be married, and she had feelings and desires for me that she could not 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 couldn't 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 andthrew 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, stepped out of the house, and began walking directly 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 couldn't ask for a better man for our daughter."

"Welcome to our family!"

Soon I was married and soon was made a full partner in my in-law's family business. Everything has blossomed in my life. I am a respected member of my community and church.

I was so pleased have affirmation of the values and lessons that I had gotten from family members as I matured from a child to a youth to a boy to a young man. That even though temptations might come across your path and passion could trigger foolishness - that it was prudent to try to give space to a next step, give time to fully understand what might be the dangers in a situation.

So, I am eternally glad to all who have molded and shaped me and taught me how to conduct my life. And particularly I am thankful to my uncle Bobby, and that I kept his lesson as a matter of faith, I really didn't know that what I had thought an inconvenience would end up being such an important factor in my life.

And now, I pass the advice that Uncle Bobby gave to me on as the morale of this story.

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Always keep your condoms in your car.