She was wearing a lightweight white summer dress with flowers blossoming over it. The dress was tight across her stomach and then flowed outwards from...the hips stopping halfway down her thighs showing off her toned legs. I had always been so jealous of her body, not that I was too unhappy with mine but hers was so tight and pert.I realised what I was doing and stopped gazing at my sister's body and went to help get the tents. We’d just got the tents up as the boys finished with the fire. We. "Ok Markopen up."Mark opened his mouth and a forkful of cold and sticky pancakes wereplaced on his tongue. It was a little stale but complaining could meansomething a lot worse being stuffed in his mouth.Nancy talked while he chewed. "Just so we're clear you have to tellyour aunt you give up tonight."Mark nodded while he chewed."If you don't," Nancy continued, "it will be worse for you tomorrow."Marked cocked his head in an attempt to express his doubts that it couldget any worse than it. Making sure my mum wouldn’t be home the next day was no problem. In fact when she got hone later that evening she told me herself that her meeting was going to ride on to the next day anyway. “Phew that’s convenient....” I thought... I brushed my teeth and went to bed. I got very little sleep when all I could think about was the masseuse and what he wants to do tomorrow... I open my eyes and see that it was 9:30 AM on my alarm clock. My mum was already gone and I had the house to myself. I. I placed my hand carefully on his shoulder, he was still in just his underwear so he was cold to the touch. As I placed my hand on his shoulder he turned to look at me and all I could see was the hurt in his eyes along with the tears staining his cheeks and streaming from his eyes. As he looked at me it seemed to get worse, almost like I was the reason for his sadness. I sat down on his bed beside him and silently looked out the window following his gaze to the small fountain in the backyard.