She came back holding two glasses of white and wearing a beaming smile. 'I'm very proud of you, I always have been. I've always known you were special...' I didn't really understand but smiled back and drained my glass. She kept refilling my glass and as time went on I realised I was quite drunk. My Aunt was sitting right next to me and kept stroking my hair and pecking me on the cheek, she had always been affectionate but this was somehow different. Her hand would occasionally squeeze my thigh. When we broke up, even, the break-up was more of a mutual acknowledgement of what had already happened, so we managed to maintain friendship. After she started to "date" Ron, shestarted to spend the night more and more with Ron.When she spent more than half of her nights sleeping at my trailer, I finally intervened. I let her know that if she spent more than half her time at my place, she owed me rent. This went differently than I expected, and, next thing I knew, she was renting from me as. . Harriet went in my bag at school and toremine." Normally, when I tell mum about anything involving Harriet, Iusually get a sympathetic reply and a promise to speak to Harriet'sfather (which never results in anything productive), but after I tell mymum about my leotard, for the first time in a very long while, she isANGRY."Ugh," mum spits. "That- that's too much." She's been like this for almost six months now," I moan, making mum sitdown next to me and give me a quick hug."I know, I know,". Uh. Where’s my knickers?”“Um. Dunno.”“I gave em’ to you.”“You did? Oh. Oh yeah.” Tim quickly checked his pocket, found them and handed them over.“Sorry bro, you’ll have to help me, my arm’s buggered.”Tim just stood and looked at his sister in surprise.“Oh don’t be a fuckin’ wuss Tim, just bloody help me will you. I’m cold, and I hurt.” Sophie sounded more than a little irritated.Tim carefully helped his sister into her underwear, but when Cassie returned a few minutes later with Sophie’s.