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>  “Please, onii-san.  I want to you to be my first. I want to feel you inside me before anyone else.”

>  “But you're my little sister,” I said. “We can't… *I* can't do it, it's *wrong*.”

>  “And yet you can’t *not* do it, can you? Ultimately, humans are just state machines. Every stimulus”—here she looked me in the eye and started to lazily shrug off her pink pajamas top, exposing a nipple—“triggers a chain reactions of chemicals and firing neurons, which eventually lead to a response.” She glanced downwards and smiled knowingly.

>  “Onii-san, whatever will happen in this room was was determined by the laws of nature. There is no ‘ought’ without a ‘can’. You don’t have any moral responsibility, because you never had a choice.”