Fuck! Why is my head hurting like a motherfucker? What the hell is that smell and damned beeping noise? Why can't I reach the damn alarm clock?All of ...hat would have to wait since I needed to take a monster piss.I tried to get up only to find I was strapped down to a bed.No, no, no! I am not back in that FBI holding room again! I can't be, can I? Was the last few weeks another crazy drug induced fantasy? Did Gordo have someone else that had me drugged up somewhere to endure years of mind. Now my sister, Cheryl was a junior, going into her senior year next fall and she was enjoying every minute of the prospect of moving on into college and what life that brought. I'd gotten some hints from my oldest sister that there was a lot of sex going on where she went to school and I think that had gotten Cheryl excited about her future after high school.She dated a fair amount and had lots of girlfriends who I always tried to see whenever they were over.This particular night, she was. Now and then her brown eyes would look up and catch him starring, it was hard not to, she flashed him shy smiles, flirting with him, but in a very innocent way. As the bell rang for the end of school she got up and left before he even had time to talk to her. Waiting at the back door for his cousin, his mind went back to her. The things he wanted to do to her, for some reason, he thought she was either really inexperienced, or untouched, hell, he didn't care which, he was going to have her.. ” We all smiled but I got the impression Vanessa was really saying let’s all get together sometime but it might have been my imagination. The show was fabulous. The cast rose to the occasion and it went better than ever, pace, timing, everything. The theatre was filled with laughter and the bannister scene was greeted with hoots, applause and whistles of approval. I was watching from the back of the theatre, heart in mouth lest it go wrong and standing next to Vanessa who, as the curtain came.