Thread: My very own Big Brother (Kassy & Eddie Thatch)

Ah practice was murder. At least he'd be able to go home and relax some. Mom and dad were going on a date night for their anniversary and he'd only have to worry about babysitting his baby sister. Though he had to admit she wasn't exactly a baby anymore. He'd been in more than one fight for someone saying something vulgar about her. Everyone knew to stay well away. Other teammates because they respected or feared him and the other boys at school because they feared him or his teammates. Ah, the bonds of brotherhood. The truth was he really just didn't know how to deal with her now. Really, she was always the little snot that got under foot and was always in the way or ruining his plans with his friends. Sometimes she still was, but now she was a very pretty girl and he found more and more of his time beating the idea of asking her out out of various punks heads. Really, pain though she could sometimes be, she was still his baby sister, right? He did love her, annoyances and inconveniences and all. He really did. He also couldn't help but notice how she had grown up and out. He supposed that's why he avoided as much as he could and acted like a shit toward her and treated her more and more like a little girl then he did when she was a little girl. He just didn't know how to deal with a hot little sister. Well, he finished his shower in the locker, got dressed and grabbed his school books. Though he was a jock he was plenty smart enough to know he needed to his head to get ahead in the world. He'd already done all his home work but his spanish. Kassey was so much better at spanish then he was but the idea of asking her for help was just plain shaming. He'd almost, almost rather flunk. But he'd give another week and if he couldn't bring up his grade on his own he just have to swallow his pride and ask her. But he got all his stuff, threw it in his car and sped off toward home to babysit a perfectly capable teenage. Though of course he'd never tell her that. He pulled into the drive, grabbed his school bag and gym bag. Being Friday it was going to have to be washed this weekend. He used his key to let himself in the door and immediately heard her ask how practice was from the kitchen and saw her busting out of a very skimpy outfit that he remember having used to be her favorite and with one of dad's bottles of whiskey down and two glasses made. He arched and eyebrow at her. He cleared his throat. Practice was murder as usual. So what you living on the wild side sis? You think because mom and dad are out till late you can have company over? Especially dressed like that? Kassey I can see you underwear. You're not a child anymore. You should go change. I'll tell whatever boyfriend you think you have coming over to forget it and we can figure out how to get dad's whiskey back in his bottle so he won't notice. Okay? I mean, you are going to owe me big time, but I'm you big brother and can't let you get into much trouble, it'd get me in it just for letting it happen. He took a long hard look at her in her outfit and his heat rose. This was what was so weird about having a hot little sister. He knew he should definitely not get turned on by her, but here he was. Really Kassey, go change. I'm not letting any of your friends see you in that get up. I really can see things no brother should be able to see. Go on Kassey.