Anyway....
First: it's chocolate.
Second: she couldn't reach it, so I had to.
Third: we're sisters, so I'm allowed.
Fourth: yes-- afterward we laughed until we cried.
Besides, I've had a bit of practice wiping her butt over the years (albeit without jeans on usually)-- she's almost 10 years younger than I am, after all. So I was a natural choice to get the job done!
There, hope that's all clear now. Er, and if the photo never surfaces, then just forget I said anything at all.... Nothing happened.
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