We were seen as haole’s…or not native Hawaiians and therefore interlopers. She and I were taking away native jobs because we were pretty, comely,...shapely and…primarily…because we were blonde and white. For awhile, the bartenders would mix up our drinks, the other waitresses looked at us as not welcome…but with the men it was another matter. Don Ho took a liking to us…little by little. The others: the beach boys and kanakas and the Samoans were fascinated and we had to fend them off. They. Probably to well furnished because at least once a day someone stubbed their toe on something in there. I dropped my brick of a backpack onto the couch and headed to the kitchen to get a drink. My brother walked through the patio doors all sweaty. He looked over at me and said “Hey sis.” He was barely, if even, 200 days older than me. Our parents bred like rabbits for a couple of years. One thing I forgot to mention was that we have four younger sisters and two younger brothers. Brooklyn who is. I was so in tuned about what they were saying and how they sounded. But then they moaned some word I couldn’t quite make out. “Oh yea…fuck me little sis. Fuck your big brother. I’m going to make you cum.”I sat up immediately. Why would Jon but this on? Jon is older than me by a year and a half. He’s going to be 18 soon. Does he think of me this way? Were all the times when he accidentally walked in on me either in my room and the shower really not accidents? It was kind of weird at first, but I. I could picture having bells clipped to my nipples and clit and jingling all the way to school to increase my humiliation. I didn’t dare admit that to my family though because they’d probably make me do it!Miss Claire flashed me a sardonic and disapproving glare to suggest I was lazy for not trying harder. “Run Forrest Run!” my daughter teased me with a quote from the movie Forrest Gump to get my ass in gear.Every morning I have to do this jog to school. I am fortunate they usually don’t make.