Drop to all fours, try to crawl past her door. From there it's a straight shot past the guest room to your door.

You execute your plan by dropping, you believe silently, to your knees. As you edge forward you make no sound for the first few seconds, even holding your breath. After going perhaps 8 feet, your foot, slick from the driveway's pavement squeeks loudly on the wooden floor.

You freeze in place, there house seemingly silent, except for the loud hip-hop from downstairs. After maybe 30 seconds, you start to cautiously edge forward again. You look at your hands and feet, measuring each hand and footfall to carry you forward silently. You are engrossed in your task, unaware of how far you've traveled.

A creek causes you to again freeze. By looking at the molding, you can tell you are stopped directly in front of your older sister's bedroom. The shaft of light which illuminates the front half of your body tells you the door is open, but the patchwork of shadows tells you the doorway is not empty.

You look up and it takes your eyes a second to adjust to the light. You first make out a wild mane of silky ginger hair, tied into a wild bun; and comforting your worst fears. Above you stands your older sister Adriana, who just celebrated her 20th Birthday a few weeks ago, and who is supposed to be at an out-of-state college. At nearly 5'7", her slightly curvy pale white body is a little taller than yourself. In heels she towered over you, and even in tennis shoes like she wears now she is noticeably taller. Her legs are supple and fit, and her exposed stomach is hard and flat due to her addiction to working out. She has high, firm breasts, which were just barely C cups due to her low body fat. She is wearing her blue tube top, and lower down her tight bike shorts that barely cover her plump, firm ass. Despite your close blood ties, you often find yourself admiring your Adriana's body. So entrancing is she that you almost don't notice the figure beside her. Almost.

Beside your sister stands another, even more physically fit girl. Your cousin Emily is a champion gymnast, and you have seen her perform feats you could never imagine attempting. Barely an inch shorter than Adriana, Emily is toned beyond description, but she avoided steroids and has maintained a sleek, feminine silhouette. Despite this as her cousin you also know that Emily is a Black belt, and could easily take you in a fight. Her sandy brown hair is cut in a 'pixie' cut, and she also wears a closely fitting exercise outfit that leaves little to the imagination.

"Well look what the cat dragged in!" Adriana sneers as she takes a half step forward, placing her foot between your shoulder blades before you know what's happening. You hear Emily giggle excitedly as Adriana forces you to the ground.