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New author, 20 years old, and not very confident. Please leave any comments but please leave all feedback positive.

This is currently just a part of an idea I'm working on. If you guys like it and all works out I'm hopping to have at to the lowest degree 5 chapters

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"What are you doing ?"

The shrill, obviously gravel voice pierced my head phones like the interpreter of god himself, scaring the shit out of me. Falling on my ass and quickly pulling my headphone off I look around wondering who was disturbing my peace.

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

basketball team feet from me, standing behind the cast, I was just on, is my younger sister.

"Hey ash, what ?"

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

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

"Who went and named u queen B ?"

Truth be told, she always had been. perfect tense score, foreland cheerleader, voted most popular and likely to succeed, and yeah ill admit it she has tone. Long swooning brown hair down the middle of her back, 5'9, repeat d's that fit her perfectly. 3 yr younger and still all my Friend wished they could have her. Got into my fair ploughshare of battle over her.

I on the other hand was a college dropout, little chunky, with a found face and sister lineament. And to top it all off still living in my parents'house working replete clip at a little turd dinner.

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

Somehow my sis has a supper powerfulness, and any of you with lilliputian sisters will probable do it what I'm talking about. One word from her lip and my parents turn to putty wax of cash and anger. I'm sure there was a reason but I was always on the receiving end of ‘ putty anger'so I never could ask too many questions.

"Say one Book to them and I'll tell them you're letting your boy toy pip-squeak 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 face 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 grabbed your clothes off the driveway where your ‘ friends'just dropped them. While I was helping you up stair you told me everything."

Whatever color that was left in her grimace before hand was gone now. The effective 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 ascendancy anovulant, the thought alone of our parents being told that kept her in line of work. If they did find out out there would be no more take over money from mama, or crying to daddy when someone was picking on her. Putting up with my ass was much better for her ( in her opinion ) than losing our parents blessing.

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

"Fine what is it you want this time."
And just like that, all the card game were on the table. What did I need ? With this I could own here for a salutary while. But at the same time I don't want to piss her miserable, she is still my sister.

"Here's the deal. You're caught dead and you know it. So 3, 3 things to be called on anytime I want within the side by side two workweek. If I ask you to tip down a lick my foot you will do so. Are we exculpate ?"

"No fucking way."

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

The hate well-defined in her optic, if I didn't play this right I could end up the one getting fucked… fucked ...
No, that 's so messed up and incorrect ... 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…

"amercement"she says the sorrow bleeding out of her. For a carve up second I felt a little bad for her. Then I looked at those double d's and recollect that she's the reason I'm still a Virgin.

And right there with in a 3 second squabble 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 select a lot more than just a little blackmail over her ; I needed to pull a legerdemain trick 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 relief of the night thinking this over. Tomorrow after u get back from school we'll talking more about your debt."
As she was walking up the stairs, and I began to pick up the laptop and cover now on the floor. I remember the old camera that I got for my last natal day with no pictures or anything on it. Yes that should do nicely.

Tomorrows going to be a very nice day .