Thank God for little sisters he thought. He hadn't noticed her growing body, well you don't when its your own sister, then came that afternoon on the ...way home from school when he noticed a bunch of guys in the field behind his house. He recognised them straight away, a bunch of bullies from his school, but what were they doing? There was someone on the ground and for some reason he knew it was Clare, his fourteen year old sister. He was there in less than a minute."Clear off Deaton," shouted. She said, “Why don’t u wait in the drawing room, I was just taking a shower. I’ll just change and come.”I opened my bag and took out a packet and gave it to her, and told her to wear whatever was inside that bag! She looked at me and quietly took the packet. I also told her that after changing she should come to her bedroom, but she should knock before she enters and should enter only once I tell her! The normally argumentative lady, just said okay and took off to her bathroom.I quickly entered. ”“You wouldn’t have called if it wasn’t.” I surprised myself by saying it.“I’m hanging up.” It was the only way she could reestablish control.I called Andrew and listed everything I’d told Mom. Then I went to work. The three pounds in my ass felt like two, until I actually started working.Claire inquired. “Is your back okay?”“Yes.”“I swear, for the last few weeks, you’ve been assigning all the lower shelves to me.”“You need the exercise more.”“Your breasts have been shrinking.” She agreed with. .. I'll take another look there" I said, making for the door."Do you want a coffee darling before you go" Sandra, trying to sound nonchalant."No... I'd better get back and find that damn file... catch up with you all later... see ya Simon" I said trying to sound as if nothing was bothering me.I drove the car a couple of blocks, than pulled to the side. The images were flashing across my mind.God it could all be done quite easily. They were definitely unsettled, that guilty look, like two kids.