Hi readers, my name is Stephanie, Steph, I am 19 and have a sister who is 3 years older called Rebecca.My sister and I are totally different, she is q...ite pretty, slim and very outgoing, can be outrageous and sometimes acts like a slut and has already had a lot of boyfriends; she tells me a lot of what she gets up too with them just so she can shock me I think.I on the other hand would not say I was as pretty, I have just a little more weight on me and a slight chubby face, we don’t look like. Then I heard Les scream in pain.I wasn't going to stay in the hallway for that. I pushed the door open and rushed in. Les had her hand on the back of the toilet, trying to get up from a sitting position. There were tears on her cheeks. "I guess you hurt me more than either of us thought. I can't sit down. But I've got to empty this out."I felt like shit. I did this to her and I needed to help her.First, I got her to straighten up as best she could and moved her to the side of the toilet. I sat. Linda gave her a hug and we headed out the door.When we got to the car I opened the door for her and held it open until she got in. And as I went to the other side to get in I saw somebody was peeking through one of the curtains, it looked like Mrs. Carol. I got in and exchanged a brief kiss before heading off.“Wow Pete, midnight! I can’t believe she said midnight! This is a school night, she has never let me stay out this late on a school night before!”“Well, how many of your dates showed up. And this was the big day!Standing just outside his parents’ bedroom door, Craig could hear loud moaning and groaning coming through the thin wooden panel from just beyond. It didn’t take much in the way of intelligence to guess what they were up to, and the thought of his Mom and Dad screwing like rabbits really got Craig’s blood boiling. Without an ounce of concern or hesitation, he opened the bedroom door and stepped into his parents’ room, then closed the door behind him.Just as he’d known.