This story is mostly about my older sister, Hannah, and me. Now, all my sisters are older than I am, there's three of them and Hannah is one year olde... than me, I'm fourteen, she's fifteen. The other two are twins and they were going off to college in the fall.It all started one night when we were in the den together, miraculously, just the two of us, watching an old movie on Turner Classic Movies. Now, while we do argue like you might expect brothers and sisters to do, we also like each other. She nibbled on my ear as the evening got late. It was a good thing I had been drinking that night. The beer helped Mr. Big guy from shooting right out on the dance floor. Around eleven she seem to taper off on the drinks like she want her head about her. This scared me, I figured she was waking up and thinking about poor Phillip out of town working while she was having a good time here.At midnight we kissed and wished each other a happy New Year and both told the other that the following year. A large man with half an unlit cigar in his mouth showed her his FBI identification. She asked why he was here, and he told her that he needed to speak to me. She called out to me. When I reached the front door, I opened it wide and invited the gentleman inside. He declined and asked me to step outside, which I did.I saw several agents buzzing around taking pictures and measurements. “Hello, Mr. Greene. I’m Captain Perez. Washington sent me to handle the investigation of yesterday’s shooting,”. Some of my close friends told me the girls were desperate for me but I ignored it. But back of the mind I also wanted some pretty gorgeous girl in my life which I was not able to locate. There was one who was healthy and bubbly with fully ripped boobs which use to talk to me. We were just friends. Though I stared having my fantasies for her but somehow controlled it.It was while sitting in library a tall pretty girl with curvatious figure dressed elegantly in tight white top and blue jeans was.