It started when I was 18. The day I turned 18. Rather the night after I turned 18. I think I am responsible. In fact, I know I am responsible. Still, with family and friends like the ones I have, you really can't blame me.
It was June 22nd. It was a Friday night, and my sisters had a few friends staying the night. I have three older sisters, Stacy, five years older, Jenny, three years older, and Heather, one and a half years older. Our parents are engineers, and we are all almost exactly 18 months apart. They were having a party with friends downstairs, and I was not invited.
My Mom and Dad were away at a conference for the weekend. My Aunt Marcy, recently separated from her husband Uncle Greg (Dad's alcoholic brother), was staying with us.
I had just fallen asleep at just after midnight. The party had kinda quieted down and the girls were beginning to either pass out or fall asleep. Aunt Marcy had fallen asleep by this time, I guess.
I woke up to the door to my room opening. Though it was dark, I could see as well as the day, I don't know how. Well, I know now, I didn't know then. A very shapely female stood at the door. This, of course, gave me no clue to who it was. Any number of girls in the house at the time could have fit the description. She was wearing an open blouse and nothing else. |
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Who is it, and what does she want?
Jenny, three years older, dreaming about Freddy Prinze Jr
It's my sister's friend
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