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"What are you doing ?"

The shrill, obviously nettled voice pierced my caput phone like the vocalization of god himself, scaring the shit out of me. Falling on my ass and quickly pulling my headphones off I look around wondering who was disturbing my peace.

"I'll say it again, what are you doing ?"

Five metrical unit from me, standing behind the couch, I was just on, is my younger sister.

"Hey ash, what ?"

I'm pretty used to being interrupted all the time ; the annoyance in her voice didn't really seem to convey this conversation was going to end well.

"You know that my beau is coming over tonight, I need this room, clean it up."

"Who went and named u pouf B ?"

trueness be told, she always had been. perfect tense grades, head cheerleader, voted most democratic and likely to succeed, and yeah ill admit it she has looks. Long light brown hair down the middle of her back, 5'9, double d's that fit her perfectly. 3 long time younger and still all my friends wished they could have her. Got into my evenhandedly share of fight over her.

I on the early script was a college dropout, piffling chunky, with a found face and babe features. And to top it all off still living in my parents'house working wide-cut time at a small shite dinner.

She glared at me, with her patented ‘ do it.'Stare"Do it or ill go get mom and daddy."

Somehow my sister has a supper power, and any of you with lilliputian sisters will probable know what I'm talking about. One watchword from her brim and my parents turn to putty good of Johnny Cash and anger. I'm sure there was a grounds but I was always on the receiving end of ‘ putty anger'so I never could ask too many questions.

"Say one word to them and I'll tell them you're letting your boy toy squirt in you whenever he wants."

She paled at this, frankly so did I. Neither of us saw this coming but seeing the fear in her middle told me it didn't matter I had hit a brass and was pulling ahead.

"How… I… Who told you ?"

"You did, you came home drunk and naked a few nights ago. Like usual I put you into bed and snap up your clothes off the driveway where your ‘ friends'just dropped them. While I was helping you up stairs you told me everything."

Whatever colouration that was left in her face before hand was gone now. The best part was that there was no way out of this for her. Even if our parents had known that she went and got herself prescribed birth restraint anovulant, the intend alone of our parents being told that kept her in line. If they did bump out there would be no more borrowing money from ma, or crying to daddy when someone was picking on her. Putting up with my ass was much better for her ( in her feeling ) than losing our parents blessing.

Now if you have ever had a sibling there are times when you know you're done. No amount of begging, pleading, whining, or crying will solve. Me and my Sister perfected this. No fancy words no stalling.

"mulct what is it you want this time."
And just like that, all the circuit card were on the mesa. What did I want ? With this I could own here for a soundly piece. But at the Saame prison term I don't want to take a shit her miserable, she is still my sister.

"Here's the deal. You're caught bushed and you know it. So 3, 3 matter to be called on anytime I want within the next two weeks. If I ask you to incline down a puzzle out my pes you will do so. Are we realise ?"

"No fucking way."

"Ok do you require to tell our parents are should I ?"

The hate clear in her eyes, if I didn't play this rightfulness I could end up the one getting fucked… fucked ...
No, that 's so messed up and wrong ... I could n't do that, could i ?
Could I get… ? There is no way that… I own her… She 'll do anything i say to, for now…

"fine"she says the sorrow bleeding out of her. For a split second I felt a little bad for her. Then I looked at those twice d's and remember that she's the reason I'm still a Virgo.

And right there with in a 3 second bicker back and forth I knew what I wanted. I wanted to fuck my sister. God it sounds so Weird but, she has this coming ... But this would shoot a lot more than just a short blackmail over her ; I needed to tear a magic prank out of the bag for this one.

"Good now that we have that out of the way, I'll go ahead and pick this all up for you. I'll be in my room the rest of the dark thinking this over. Tomorrow after u get back from school day we'll talk more about your debt."
As she was walking up the stairs, and I began to pick up the laptop and blanket now on the floor. I remember the old television camera that I got for my in conclusion birthday with no mental picture or anything on it. Yes that should do nicely.

Tomorrows going to be a very nice day .