to her last summer at home

It was hot outside and you were supposed to go swimming with a couple of friends. At the last moment you bailed... what ever reason, you can't remember.

At the time you were already sexually active, you were popular and you sort of made it a point to wear it on your sleave. You were however oblivious of the concept of sexual combat.

Angelica, being the stroke-queen of the town was undoubtedly sexually active at a young age but she was always discrete. To your knowledge she kept her sexual "powers" in check. Little did you know. Angelique played a whole different ball game.

Bailing on the lake swim, you came home a couple of hours early. You weren’t expecting anybody home so upon arrival you went straight to the kitchen to make a sandwich. A few minutes later you heard someone else enter the front door and immediately go upstairs.

The footing was heavy, so you figured your stepdad had dropped by home, having forgotten something. After a while you started to get puzzled. He had to come down sometime.

You strained your ears to hear some form of movement. Instead of movement you heard a voice. You walk to the hallway and listen carefully. It was a deep male voice. It wasn’t your dad’s so you quietly walked upstairs... sneaking... thinking there might be an intruder.

Unknowing, unsuspecting you were about to be introduced to a sexfight of the highest level. The other voice was of course a female one. This was one you immediately recognized and linked to your sister.