The boys get BLTs, the girls sausages.

I walked over and stood next to my older sister as she made the sandwiches. She refused to look at me, but for a quick glance and a mutter apology for wearing my clothes.

"At least it's clean" I said and went on to helping her cook the bacon.

As I fried up our share of bacon, Sam walked over to my father and my brother with their food.

I kept my eyes to the food as my father snapped at Sam "Under the table.. Now!"

"come on dad, I'm eating" my brother complained.

There was silence as I turned off the burner and grabbed the mayo, then my father mumbled "There you go Sam."

I turned holding our sandwiches, to see my sister's ass sticking up bare bottom as she worked on my dad, who was nonchalantly eating and reading a paper.

"Come sit down, Annie" my dad said sipping his coffee.

Shaking with anger and disgust, I did. The table was silent save for the wet slurping sounds of my sister under the table.

I went to take a bite of my sandwich but my brother stopped me.

"Hold there Annie. Sam just took care of me a bit ago, but I think it's just not fair that you're about to eat while same is doing all the work."

My dad gave me a stern look.

I felt one tear drop down my cheek but tightened my chin and sat straight.

Setting down my sandwich I stood from the table, pushed my chair in, then got on my knees.