Her breasts were pressed firmly against my chest, our stomachs chafing, her hand still holding my rapidly growing erection. I noticed tears streaking her cheeks. For 18 years I suffered the pangs and pain of having a brat sister digging her claws into me every chance she got. She put a hand on my cheek, hooked a smooth bare leg over mine and whispered “Okay.”
The only question on my mind was why she was in my bed? Margo gave me up when she figured out her body wasn’t going to keep me from joining the Navy, my sister dumped Skip for standing her up so she and I ended up with each other, overcoming years of animosity and hatred. I hated being in second place behind you. When mom’s back was to her, Tania would give me her most insolent smile and flip me the finger. I touched the discolored skin lightly, “Somebody hit you hard right there.”
She smiled ruefully then stepped out of my arms, “The bitch kicked me while the other two held me down.