2) I'll look after Rachel myself.

I chortled and the memories of childhood, wrapped in my mother's arms while we watched Disney films on the couch. My head resting on her ample breast feeling her rise and fall... wondering if I was too old to have a suck on one of her nips. But reality suddenly bit. "We need the money, mum. Cuddles when you get back."

"Darn. I suppose you're right, son. So, can you take over from here? Or do you want me to help you take her up?"

"No. I got Rach, Mom. You get your ass back to work."

"Thanks. Get her inside quick then. Before the neighbors start gossiping."

Despite Rach's snorts of disgust I nodded and kissed mom on the cheek, who slapped my ass. "Mom!" I then put my arm around Rachel's slender waist then guided her through the door which Mom had opened for us.

Despite her teenage frame, she felt heavy as I walked her towards the elevator. But I didn't complain.

~

Inside the elevator, Rachel managed to stand by herself. So I handed Rachel a bottle of water from the packet. "Here. Drink this, it will help. " Rachel didn't say anything as she snatched it from my hand then drunk thirstily from it. I smiled "You're a good looking girl. So don't worry about Leroy."

"It's easy to say that."

"It's true."

A lonely tear spilled from her eye and race down her cute rosy cheek. "I was in love."

"It will happen for you one day... but don't forget, you have a whole life in front of you."

With the back of her white sleeve, Rachel wiped eyes, then her wet nose. "Whatever. it still hurts." Rachel stepped up to me and gave me long, warm hug, before crying into my chest. I did my best to embrace her, wishing I did have hold of the pack of water bottles so I could squeeze her properly. I kissed the top her head. "I love you, Rach."

"Love you too, bro."

The elevator stopped moving, then pinged, signaling we had reached our floor. But stayed in each other's arms for a few seconds more.

~

When we got into the apartment Rachel headed straight for the bedroom. Which was fortunate because I was expecting at least some kind of a dispute... or at least a teenage whinge about how unfair life is. Rach is at that stage of her life were her mood is up and down like a sluts knickers... a stage some say women never grow out off. But she dumped her bag on the floor, the glanced at me over her shoulder. "Sorry for being such a pain."

"Don't be sorry for being a pain. I know you've had a hard time."

Rach turned to face me and threw my jumper on the coffee table ."We all have."

"True."

"You know... It was nice to hear you say you love me." As if I was invisible Rachel began unbuttoning her blouse. "Can't... Can't believe dad fucked off with the slut. " I watched in silence as she reached the last button, before revealing her soft stomach and cute navel.

"I know."

Rachel pulled her arms free of the blouse so she was standing in her pink lace bra and skirt, but still wearing her black shoes with white knee-high socks. "How can Leroy, not love this?"

"He is a fool."

"You really think so?" Rachel unbuttoned her dress, letting it fall down her long gracious legs. She stood posing in her matching underwear. Her petite figure laid almost bare. My sister's pale white skin was in complete contrast to her strawberry blonde hair. "I've never asked... but do you find me attractive?"

My stomach knotted... I didn't know what to say

1) Of course, you are. Leroy was a fool.

2) Yes... but don't you think you should but your pajamas on before you catch a cold?