I broke the bro code and took my best friend's sister's V card. Now there's hell to pay. Rock-n-roll and relationships don't mix. I knew my best friend's sister was trouble, but I wanted a taste anyway. I shouldn't be thinking about how her minidress would look crumpled on the floor. Or how good she'd look on my bed. Or the feeling of her thighs resting on my shoulders. But it's all I can think about. She's...