We tried to figure out anything to eat and ended up watching cooking videos on the internet. We somehow managed to cook some vegetables for us. Though...it wasn’t as good as was made by our maid, it was just okay. My sister and I started chit-chatting like friends.We used to talk while lying on the bed. We used to hit each other playfully and nothing seemed to be wrong with those innocent touches.One day we were watching a movie. In it Brad Pitt was showing off his chiselled abs.Shalini asked me. I was terrified. Still I crept closer, pulled deeper by something exciting but indefinable. I’d heard whispered talk, I’d had dreams, tingling, exciting dreams based on those whispers … I had to see! I hid myself behind a leafy bush that would give me a good view through the leaves: close enough to feel like a part of the party, to hear everything, to smell the crackling fire and musky scent of arousal but removed enough to be safe, I hoped. My first view burst on me like a display of. And I caught myself feeling an inexplicable twinge of jealousy at their new perceived closeness in college.When she was in high school, everything was always Heather's fault. It was the clear cause of the snarky sniping and callous cutting remark uttered in front of the volleyball team. But my best memories of high school were playing on a team together, even if I only got to share the spotlight with my much more assertive and popular older sister.Now she had graduated and spent a year. That girl needs to be taught a lesson and we can teach her one that she will remember for the rest of her life.” “Really, what kind of a lesson?” I asked. “Alice has been treating you with contempt. She has often said to me that you were a lousy lover and the reason she dated you was that she could control you like a little puppy dog. She also used me to feel superior because she was better looking than I was and in contrast that would make her look good. Right?” “Well yes, that seems, to sum.