Doing so made her top gape and exposing even most of her small tits to me."Opps," she laughed, as she held the top together."Ok lets take some picture...," I said.In my mind she was still that scrawny little sister but through the viewfinder was this sexy girl. The skirt was so short that she couldn't help exposing her underclothes to me and every time she moved she exposed more of herself to my eyes."I'll better change," she said and while getting up I once again saw almost everything she had.I. By then, my stomach was already feeling odd, fluttery, perhaps. I finished the bottle of sleeping pills ? sixty in all, all of them about the size of an aspirin ? and drained another glass of water for good measure.I stood in front of the sink for a long moment, staring at my reflection. What was it about me, I wondered, that hadn't been good enough for her? I wasn't ugly by any stretch of the imagination. I was an inch over six feet, slender, fairly muscular, with curly red hair that Jaime had. I nearly burst into laughter, and managed about three more push-ups with his added weight before my arms trembled, muscles going like jelly with my chuckling. I flattened on my chest and chin. ‘Dick.’ I knew he was grinning even if I couldn’t see it. ‘Yeah, Hanna says we’re dicks too if we won’t be there to take her trick-or-treating.’ ‘Fuck sake.’ I struggled up and shoved him off. ‘Seriously, are we going?’ ‘I don’t know. Why you always gotta ask me? Why not organise something yourself?’. Harper could feel something indefinably wrong just over the horizon, and the tension of trying to focus on keeping watch while wondering what was happening was getting to him. His mind kept scattering from point to point, from the string in his crossbow needing replacing soon, to the rain dripping down his neck and in his eyes.Seemingly all of a sudden the other Fist was there, saluting them with their fists to their chest. Drying his face and stretching, he noticed the party at the foot of the.