Hey Little Sister by E.J.
I took my little sister, (15) I was 21, to Baja with my future husband and his friend Steve. We drove down the coast and the boys were so scared we were going to be kidnapped or ripped off. We dumped the boys and found the most rockin rooftop bar. The sun was setting over the ocean while we drank our pitcher of Margaritas as music played. The guys meanwhile ran through the town like chickens without heads.
over 4 years ago
