" She sat back, grinning. I could see her face, clear as day now. She had a smug look of superiority. "I've done it before too, left my so and my ...ocks always end up back in my room, mysteriously." She let the word 'mysteriously' trail off like she was a goddamn Scooby Doo villain. She laughed, I could hear the bite in her tone. "Here's the thing Samuel, I've known about your little fetish for a while." She pulled her feet back slowly, across the cushions of the couch. "My would-be. Every once in awhile one of the snap buttons on my shirt would unsnap. I didn’t think anything of it at first, but when I saw how he was seemed to be waiting for the next one to go, I figured I was on to something good. I got a little more active then and before he could say, “Show me your tits”, I was showing him my tits.“Mr. McNallen, what’s that big ole bulge in your pants? Are you sick or something? Maybe I can help?”I helped all right by grabbing onto his whopper and giving it a big. And, I saw his hands which were all over her ass. I stood there staring.She finally saw me. "Jerry!"I turned and headed out. I had brought a case of Coors with me, and hadn't even gotten to drink one can. Well, somebody else would I guess. I just wanted to go back to my place and feel sorry for myself. Jesus, the woman couldn't be trusted; and it killed me.I haven't mentioned it, but I was shacking up in a small unused store room at the machine shop. There was a shower and a head and a rack, a. She tells me she trusts me much more than dad, and I guess I did understand since dad tends to drink a bit. But even though I could understand, ever since she told me how much she trusted me I have made sure to be a good big brother to her. As I finished my cereal I put my bowl in the sink, and saw Taylor come downstairs from bed. She was still in her bedclothes. She smiled at me and said, Good morning Bryan, my big brother. I smiled back and said Good morning little sis. I sat there reading.