You’re suprised

You realise it’s not a good time, scratch that, it’s a horrible time to try and talk to your dad about what’s going on. You begin to creep down the upstairs hallway, away from your parents room until you hear your sister’s room creak open.

“Well well, what are you doing up this late little sissy brother?” asks your sister, peeking her head out her bedroom door.

You notice she doesn’t appear to be wearing a shirt as you can only see skin above her chest, her tits seemingly pressed up behind the door frame.

“I’m just... I had to go the bathroom.” you say, trying to cover for yourself.

“Wait a minute, maybe she can help... but can I trust her?” you ask yourself.