Living away from home was the greatest feeling in the world. I was free from the rules of my house, of which there were many. There seemed to be a rule for ever little thing in my parents home and it was a nightmare living them. So why had I agreed to come home for two weeks this summer to visit? I knew without a doubt it was going to be a living hell. I am excited you are coming home. A text came over my phone as I was packing my bags. It was from my little sister Jillian. It had been forever since I had seen her, or heard from her for that manner. She was always busy with my parents way of life. They had her in everything from the highest academic programs to any sport she could excel in. It was a wonder she had the time to pick up the phone and text me. I am excited to be coming home. I was lying to her of course, but I was excited to see her. I missed my little sister, though I would never admit that to anyone. What guy in his right mind really misses his kid sister? My friends would laugh if they heard that was my only excitement with being home. Liar. She responded back and I could not help but laugh. She knew just as well as I did what kind of hell I was about to be walking into. She was probably more shocked than I was that I was even coming home to visit. A day maybe she could understand, but two weeks, that is like signing your life away to the devil that is our mother. See you in a few hours. I ended our short conversation as I packed the final needed things into my suitcase. Pendik escort I was ready, well as ready as I was ever going to be. **** “Erin,” my sisters voice escaped her lips as I walked up the front walk way. She was quick to run over and give me a hug. I had not really considered that she would have gotten older, but she had definitely grown. “Jillian,” I laughed, saying her name in an excited tone like I had received. “What the hell happened to you?” “What do you mean?” she asked with a look of concern on her face. “Is there something wrong with me?” “You grew like a million feet,” I exaggerated. “Well eighteen looks different than sixteen bro,” she laughed, lightly slugging me in the arm. “You look like an old man yourself.” “Ha ha, very funny,” I slugged her softly in her arm, not willing to hit her near as hard as she had hit me. “Well the rents are inside waiting,” she sighed, pulling the screen door open and motioning for me to enter hell. “Yay,” I laughed through a forced smile. “I am so excited.” **** Not only were the first two hours of being home a living nightmare, but dinner took the cake. My mother rambled on about how I was wasting my life away at school because I was not sure what I wanted to be. That a boy like me should be making something out of himself so that he could marry a respectable young woman and have babies. Welcome to my world folks, front row and center. “Don’t you want a wife who can take care of you while you work hard Beykoz escort bayan to support your family,” my mother asked with a serious look on her face, my father holding one the same. My parents were out of their minds. “Someday,” I smiled, trying to hide the fact that I was uncomfortable. “Someday I would like those things.” “Someday will come and go and you will be all alone,” my mother grew impatient with me, getting up to clear the table, though none of us were really done eating. “You are wasting your entire life chasing thrills.” Dinner was quickly over and I was quick to grab a bottle of vodka from the drink cabinet my parents felt that we never knew about. As soon as everyone seemed that they were in bed, the drinking began. I brought myself out to the backyard and stepped into the pool, sitting myself on the edge. I looked out over the crisp blue water as I took my first swig of the vodka. I knew that I should not have come home, but something in me said it would be different. I guess I was wrong. “Looks like someone had a terrible evening,” my sisters voice spoke from behind me. I didn’t bother turning around, instead, I took another swig from the bottle. Jillian stepped her feet into the pool and sat down beside me. I lifted the bottle in her direction and she gladly took it from my hand. I watched her press the bottle to her lips and for some reason it made me smile. She was not the one I would expect to do something like this. If Escort cevizli our parents were to find out that I was letting her drink, they would kill us both with speeches. “How do you do it,” I asked her, retrieving the bottle back from her hand. “How do you live the life they lay out in front of you?” “I tell myself that as soon as I graduate in a week, I will be free.” She smiled. “Sorry I won’t be here for your entire stay, but once that day hits, I am out of her big brother.” “Where are you going to go?” I asked her curiously. “I don’t know yet,” she answered, looking out over the water and taking the bottle from me once again. “Wherever I end up is where I end up I suppose.” “You could come stay with me,” I suggested, not even really thinking it over. “I mean, I have an extra room if you want it.” “Really?” she asked with a smile across her face. It was in that moment I noticed just how grown up and beautiful she was. Jillian had always been a pretty girl, that I will admit, but she was always still just my sister and I never saw her as anything else. Tonight was different. The way her long blond hair fell over her shoulders in curls. The way her bright blue eyes sparkled in the moon and the light that illuminated from the pool. The way her slender body held onto the jean shorts and thin tank top that clung to her body. The way her nipples shown through her tank top, begging for me to reach out and take them between…. What the hell are you doing? I asked myself. Was I really checking out my own little sister? Was I really getting turned on by the idea of taking her slender naked body into my hands and touching ever single inch of her bare delicate tan skin? “I can’t wait to get out of here and experience the world,” she spoke, breaking my concentration on her body.