4 comments/ 48983 views/ 22 favorites Thankful For War Ch. 01 By: RaphaelPalinski People gathered on the tarmac near the aircraft. The others from the company found their loved ones. The cargo bay door opened slowly on the C-130, and the sun was almost blinding.The other soldiers looked relaxed and happy, but I stood as rigid and seemingly unfeeling as in the field. "Bugler! Taps!" The Sergent called. I took my place on the side of the metal casket. The tune began, and we walked out solemnly. Two boxes emerged from the plane to the others standing at attention with a salute, my mother and sister in shock. When war broke out in '01, my father was called into active duty. I was only about eleven, and my sister was ten. As the years passed, I felt a longing inside me to join the military. I did it as soon as I got out of high school. I was the youngest in my senior class, being 17 not 18. I was lucky to be placed in the platoon under my father's command. Then I noticed one more familiar face. Alex, my sister's boyfriend and now a high school dropout, was in my company. Those two brave men died in the line of duty. And I carried my father home that day at the airport. ********** Once we had finished the march procession, my mother and my sister came up to me in shock. My sister, who I hadn't seen in a year, had almost never looked more beautiful then she had there. She has a near hourglass figure. Her hips are almost perfectly proportioned to her 22D breasts. Her legs are long and muscular. She's tall, about 5'10". She has long brown hair that she has always let flow freely down her back. Her big green eyes make men melt, and her smile is the sweetest thing anyone will ever see. "ANDREW! What happened! Where is your father?" My mom asked in complete disbelief. I stood. Not a word escaped me. "Where's Alex?" Ashley asked. "They're both gone." I whispered. I looked up at them both. Mom had turned away, and Ash was crying. The only thing to make you look away from her hypnotic eyes was her running mascara. She suddenly lurched forward, and hugged me. Her grip becoming tight. Never had she been so attached. We had always been friends, but she had never shown so much affection. I thought it was the spur of the moment, and classified it as such in my mind. ********** The air was clear. The sky was blue, not a cloud in the sky. It's the kind of day that makes a person happy. Ironic, an outdoor funeral for two great men taking place. As the only soldier to show up, I stayed in uniform. I stood out, but the only others were the men to administer the flags and play taps. I had still not told the full story. I had tried my hardest to cover up my wounds, lying about the scars on my cheek near my lip. People needed to know the truth. "Good afternoon." I introduced, standing at the microphone. "It may not be very good. I do have a few words. I admit, I haven't been honest about what happened. You don't know the whole story." I said. "The whole story, is not what you may expect. Two weeks ago, we were on final rotation in Baghdad. Activity had been low. We patrolled the crowded market streets, an average routine. Then, Staff Sergent James McHale, my father, spotted a man in the crowd. Private First Class Alex Carr and I followed him as he bounded through the streets. I tripped over myself, and lost pace. Then the fateful cry no soldier wants to hear was screamed. 'ALLAH AKBAR!' The man screamed. Instincts took over, and instead of pulling back my comrades, I grabbed a mother and her daughter and covered them from the blast. I felt a sting as the shrapnel entered me, and ignored it as I ran to find the two who I had left." I said. "Alex was killed instantly. My father lay there. As I grabbed him and radioed for a medic, he looked at me. I tried to explain, but he just told me he." I paused. "He was proud that I made the right decision. He died there. I disregarded family and friends to save someone I had never even known existed until moments before. I'm sorry." I said. I felt myself begin to cry, and finished my speech. "One final thing. I take responsibility for the death of PFC Carr. My sister's boyfriend had always looked up to me, and followed me into the service. I feel it's my fault." I said, being interrupted. "It wasn't your fault Andrew. My boy died serving his country. I'm proud he was able to fight with you. We don't blame you for anything." Said his father. Then the bugler played taps as they were lowered into the ground. Gunshots filled the air and everyone jumped. I saluted. Then, I approached my family. My sister's first reaction was to slap me. On the scarred side of my face. It stang, but I looked past it and into my mother's face. She just nodded. Thats how she forgave us in this family. I felt my waist being constricted and looked down to see Ashley's arms coming around my stomach. I heard her muffled sobs in my back. I turned myself around as best I could. I tried to move, but couldn't. I picked her up in my arms, and carried her away. ********** The next morning, I rolled over in my bed and hit a wall of hair. My eyes shot open. Ashley was right next to me, her back to me. "Jesus Ash! What the hell are you doing in my bed!?!" I yelled at her. "What?" She asked with a yawn. "Oh, sorry Andrew. I'm just really sad." She said. "That still doesn't explain it." I shot back. "Well, you remember when we were little and I was always scared of thunderstorms?" She asked. I nodded. "Well, you always invited me to stay the night with you. You always made me feel safe, secure, and happy." She said. "Well, of course. Thats a big brother's job. Keeping his little sis happy, safe, and secure. I didn't think you'd still do this though." I replied. "I know you miss dad and Alex. I don't mind. Just tell me next time." I said, sitting up and smiling a bit. I could see the tears welling in her eyes, but she smiled. She leaned in and gave me a hug. I felt her hand move up and down my back once before she pushed me back. "Where'd you get all of the scars?" She asked. "I told everyone. I sacrificed my safety to protect a woman and her child. The frag from the bomb cut the hell out of my back." I replied. "Oh yeah." She said. I wiped the tears from her eyes, and looked at her. "You okay?" I asked. She nodded. "Come on, let's go downstairs." I said as I stood up, pulling on a pair of fatigue pants. "Carry me?" She asked, almost begging while she outstretched her arms. I leaned down and she wrapped her arms around my neck. I grabbed underneath her knees with one arm, and her shoulders with the other. She giggled as we walked down. "My, aren't you two happy." Mom said. "We're just remembering old times, mom." I said. "Well, I'm glad you two are enjoying each others company. I'm going to Vermont at the end of the week to be with your grandmother. She's having a hard time with the loss of her son. Andrew, take care of your sister for me while I'm gone." She said. I had no choice but to agree. Ashley hadn't looked happier since I came home. I waited for mom to leave the kitchen so I could give Ashley the last thing Alex had with him when he died. "Ash, here." I said, handing her the wallet size photo of her. "What's this?" She asked, confused. "It's you. Alex died with this in his pocket. It was the pocket over his heart. He told me before we went out that day "Andrew, if I die, tell your sister she was always with me. Give her this picture back if the unthinkable happens.'" I said. "Wait. There's a note." She said, taking the picture from my hands. "Ash. If you're reading this note, it means that I'm gone. Don't be sad. I lived a good life, and had you to look forward to when I came home. I died as a hero. I say this because the real heroes are the ones who didn't come home. Be strong. Listen to your brother. He saved my skin more times than I can count with his advice. He'll make sure you move on. Love, Alex." She read. I wiped away the tears, and she looked up at me. I could see she was straining to smile a little. I pulled her in close, and let her cry. ********** As soon as mom was gone, Ashley was at the phone. "What do you think you're doing?" I asked. "What. I can't have some friends over?" She asked. "Yeah, sure you can. Only two. You remember what happened at that sleepover last year." I prodded. She scowled, never wanting to hear about it again. I was awoken from my nap at about 3:00 by the sound of a car door closing and girls talking. Soon enough, I heard them try to sneak into my room. They were so loud, it was pitiful. I played them along. "HI ANDREW!" They exclaimed in unison. "Hi Jen, hi Stacy." I replied. Ashley walked in right after. "What do you guys want to do?" She asked. "Can we go swimming?" Jen asked, Stacy agreeing. "Sure. You two have bathing suits, right?" Ashley replied. They agreed. Then Stacy asked me a question. "Andrew. You wanna join us?" She inquired. "PLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEASE!?" Jen and Ashley begged. I had a hard time trying to say no. Not only were these two my friends also, but they were gorgeous. I was always suckered into things mainly by their eyes, though. Stacy's blue eyes, as big as fucking lakes, were hypnotic. If you looked into them, you would do what she wanted. Jen had brown eyes, and they were big and soft. She held a subtlety in them that made it as though she was the overseer and you were the slave. What I'm driving at is that you would probably say yes to questions asked. I agreed, but asked them for a little bit of time. I changed, and walked out my door. Then someone pounced me, and I almost fell to the floor. When I got my footing again, I looked and saw it was Stacy in her bikini. My eyes widened, but I managed to hide my expression. "Hey there cutie." She said. "We're alone for a few minutes. What do you wanna do?" She asked. "N-nothing. We're over and done with Stacy. We broke up almost a year ago." I said, hearing my brain saying "WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU!!!" "Aw, come on." She was prodding. "You sure?" "I'll kiss you one more time if it'll shut you up. We're over, and my sister's home. You remember what happened last time you came over, right? How upset Ash was." I replied. I had the feeling that she wasn't listening, because she seemed in her own little world. Then she tugged me forward, and we kissed. She really HAD missed me. She was really getting turned on by just one kiss. I allowed my instincts to take over and began pawing at her C-cup breasts. She giggled a bit when she pulled away from me to take a breath. Right as she went to take her top off, I heard voices downstairs and paused. One was definitely Ashley's. "Andrew? Stacy? Where are you guys?" She called while she jogged up the stairs. I smacked down Stacy's hands and sent her back down. I managed to get back into my room before Ashley had a full view of my door. I heard her come up to my door and knock. I let her in. "You coming the pool or not?" She asked. "Yeah. You go out back. I'll meet you girls out there." I said, cracking a smile. She looked at me, as though she were expecting something more. I looked her back over, much more than the quick glance I had given her. She was also in her bikini. My jaw dropped. "Wow." Was the only word to escape my lips. "I don't think you've ever looked more beautiful sis." I managed to say. "Aren't you sweet." She said with a giggle. I chuckled. As she walked out, I couldn't help but watch her perfect ass as it moved away from me. Then reality kicked in. I had only thought that this was a gorgeous woman, but it was really my sister. I couldn't look at her like that. ********** We were having a ton of fun. The girls kept trying to crowd me. I was constantly lifting those girls on my shoulders. I knew Jen had a crush on me, but I let her ride it out. Stacy was practically throwing herself onto me. I looked up and noticed Ashley bent over. My eyes were instantly glued. I don't think she noticed me because she was looking for something. Her constant swaying movements gave me a near instant hard on. Then I felt Stacy smack me on the head. "I'm up here! Quit watching your sister, sicko." She yelled. I snapped out of it and we went back to messing around. After I had taken the fifteenth dive into our pool, I felt a raindrop hit my head. Then I heard a rumble. I got out and the girls said they needed to leave. Ashley seemed disappointed, but she let them go. We went back in and just sat down on the couch. Ashley pouted and crossed her arms. "Something wrong?" I asked. "I was just having so much fun." She said. Then there was a bright flash. A few seconds later there was a huge crash. Ashley jumped and I felt myself fill with my steely resolve. The rain began to pour down, and there was another flash and loud clap of thunder. Ashley jumped again and I could see she was shaking a bit. I turned on the TV to try and distract her, but the next wave of thunder and lightning rolled through and she jumped again. Another rumble scared her so much that she rushed over and latched onto me, swinging her legs up onto the couch. She was shaking and had curled up into a ball. There was another rumble and she drove her face into my chest, and began to whimper. I held her tight, and began to console her. "Hey, hey. Calm down, Ash. It's just a little storm." I said. There was almost no effect. I felt a tear run down my bare chest, making me realize that we hadn't changed yet. I truly didn't care, though. All I cared was that she was happy. As the storm passed her shaking began to quiet, as did her whimpering. "You okay there?" I asked. She nodded repeatedly. When she finally looked up, I looked her in the eyes. She seemed scared so a gave her a quick kiss on the forehead, like a brother should. But she grabbed my head and pulled me so we faced each other, eye to eye. Then, she pulled my face to hers and kissed me. Not on the cheek or anything like a sister should, right on the lips as though she were my girlfriend. I began to enjoy it very easily. Wouldn't any guy with a sister as beautiful as mine? Thats when reality kicked me in the head. I ripped away from her grip. "ASH! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING!?!" I yelled. "I'M YOUR BROTHER!" "I'm sorry. I haven't felt comfort in your arms in years. I, I guess I just got carried away." She said, sheepishly. I just nodded, not knowing how to reply. The stress combined from being around my most recent ex and the episode that just occurred had sent twinges of pain running through my back's scars. I took a few pain relievers and settled back down. I checked the weather. Thunderstorms through the night were predicted. As the night dragged on, I heard it start to rain. I woke Ashley. "Hey there sleepy head. You're gonna stay the night with me. Okay?" I said. Her sleepy face lit up, and she stretched out her arms. I picked her up and carried her up the stairs. I put her back on her feet when we reached my room, and I climbed into my bed. I fell asleep rather quickly. A loud rumble began to stir me, but I was awakened fully when Ashley wrapped her arms around me. I managed to roll over and I told her to do the same. She did. I heard her begin to whimper loudly as a loud clap of thunder rolled through. Then a bright flash, and she started to quietly sob. I reached around her and gave her a squeeze. I re-assured her that everything would be okay, and fell back asleep. I had a dream about being at war, though I was done with final rotation. At one point I threw a grenade, and I was awakened by a soft moan and a light giggle. I allowed my eyes to adjust to the dim light, and noticed that my arm had drifted from my Ashley's shoulders to her chest. I had noticed that I was squeezing at her left breast. I tried to pull away, embarrassed. She caught my hand. "Something wrong Andrew?" She asked. "Yeah. I was just, uh, I was, um." I stammered. "I know what you were doing. I didn't say I didn't like it." She said. I was surprised, but I let my instincts take over and began playing with her tits again. She began to drift back into sleep, and I slowly began to stop. Once she fell asleep, I finished. She had gotten closer to me in the mean time, her body now against mine. I could feel a warm, sticky liquid on her thigh. I couldn't believe that she was that turned on! ********** I woke and found that my sister wasn't with me any longer, and I heard a noise from downstairs. I felt guilt in the pit of my stomach, doubled when I thought of my father. It was the only time he had shown any pride in me where I felt he meant it. What I had done last night would've surley changed the fact if he were here. I made my way down the stairs with only a pair of pants on, and saw Ashley cooking. She had changed into a T-Shirt, that seemed about a size-and-a-half too small, and pajama pants. She also had her beautiful brown hair up in a ponytail. She had a happy spring in her step, leaving me a bit confused. "What's up sis? Why so happy all of a sudden?" I asked. "Because." She responded. "Because why?" I asked again, with a chuckle. "Because you're here." She said. I blushed a bit, flattered. "So, I really make you happy?" I asked her. "Yeah! And by the look of it, I make you pretty happy yourself." She said, pointing at my crotch and giggling. I looked down and realized I had a hard on which had tented my pants. I tried to cover it, but I gave up quickly. Ashley was laughing now. "Uh, well you should know that lots of guys wake up this way." I tried to counter. "Don't bother bro. I've seen you like that before." She said. I was shocked. "When have you ever seen me like this?" I asked. "When you'd bring home one of your girlfriends and you both knew you were gonna fuck." She said. I blushed again, this time embarrassed. She was never around when I brought back one my girlfriends, at least I'd never seen her. But I knew she had seen me because of her next move. She winked at me and walked by, but she lightly ran her fingers under my chin as she went by. It may sound odd, but that made me turn into a fucking rag doll. When ever one of my girlfriends did that, I'd have to prop myself on something so as not to fall over. This time I didn't react fast enough, and fell to the floor. Ashley just continued to walk away laughing. I figured she was just trying to tease me. She knew that she was hot, and she knew I liked that she was my sister because of it. In fact, she'd known since she was in seventh grade. "Andy! Wanna watch a movie?" She called from the living room. I was flushed with a wave of happiness when she used that little nickname. I had always called her Ash, but she hadn't called me Andy since she met Alex. Admittedly, I was jealous when they met, so she and I grew apart a bit. Ashley quickly gave him one of those cute pet names. She called him her "Little wolf" all the time. I'm just happy I didn't know why. "Andy?" She called again. "Yeah, I'm coming Ash. Just let me clean up." I yelled back. I entered the living room and saw my sister laying on the couch. Her straight back had pulled up her shirt a little bit and I could see her tight stomach. Her smooth skin that I had longed to hold while I was away was lightly tanned and clear of any blemishes. I felt a knot in my stomach, and went and sat on the arm rest near her feet. She held up one of her favorite movies, Titanic. "Let's watch this!" She said. "Oh man, not Titanic! You know I only like the part where the ship sinks." I retorted. "But, I wanna watch my favorite movie with you." She said. "No. Not gonna happen. If thats what you wanna watch, you're on your own." I shot back. Then she used the age old little sister trick. She made her eyes big, pouted her lips, and began to speak in a cutsie high pitched tone. Thankful For War Ch. 01 "Pweeze, big brover. Pweeze watch my movie wif me." She said. I broke, and agreed. She squealed happily and put in her movie. You wouldn't believe how many times I watched Alex suffer through this movie to make her happy. As a couple of guys, we always preferred my collection of War, Action, and Comedy movies over Ashley's Romances and Dramas. As it got going, she curled her legs up sat up. Then she invited me to sit next to her. I did as she requested. As the romantic stuff began to happen, she grabbed my arm. I retracted quickly. "What are you doing?" I asked. "I just wanted to snuggle with my big brother." She said, putting on that same face. "O-o-o-o-h. Okay." I replied. She gripped my arm again, and scooted closer to me. She rested her head on my shoulder, and snuggled in close to me. I felt her ponytail fall onto my back, and her body press into me. She seemed super happy. "I love you, Andy." She said. "I love you too, Ash." I replied. "No. Andy, I really love you. Like, more than just a brother." She said. I didn't know how to reply, so I sat there and gave her a squeeze. She giggled a bit. Thats when I felt myself start to drift off. Ashley woke me a little while later saying that I needed to go to the store and get some stuff. So got fully dressed, and I left. ********** I came back about ten minutes later, announcing my arrival. When I didn't hear a voice welcome me like was normal, I felt a bit worried. Then I thought Ashley must've gone upstairs to do something and didn't hear me. I went to our staircase and called up. Not a sound could be heard. So I turned around and began to walk away, figuring she was taking a nap. Then I heard her voice let out some sort of moan. It was quiet, so I couldn't readily make out what it meant. I rushed up the stairs, hoping she wasn't hurt. I came to her door, and noticed it was slightly cracked. I peeked in and saw her legs on her bed, one straight and the other bent. I slowly and quietly opened the door. As I watched through the opening, I noticed that she wasn't wearing her pajama pants any more. I opened the door the rest of the way and saw that my gorgeous sister was totally naked! I felt my cock begin to stiffen right then. I looked over her luscious body, and noticed that her right hand was down between her legs. Her eyes were closed, and her breathing appeared rapid. It was obvious that she was masturbating. As I watched, I felt my dick get to it's hardest and slip out of my boxers. It instantly hit my zipper and hurt like hell the second it moved. I'm pretty well hung according to the girls I've been with. I'm about 9 inches when fully erect. I put up with the pain as I watched my beautiful sister pleasure herself. At the point where I was sure I would start bleeding from my dick, I opened my fly, and let my cock spring out. She began moaning louder. As I looked closer I saw that both her hands were at her crotch. One was working her clit while the middle finger of the other was moving in and out of her pussy. Her breathing turned into panting and her moans became louder still. I could see her finger moving faster and faster. She was yelling out with pleasure by now. It took all I had not to start on myself. After all, she was still my sister. Even if it was wrong to watch her, it was much more wrong to get off to her. By then she was practically screaming out in pleasure. I could tell she was close to orgasm. Then I could see her body begin to quiver a bit. Then she began to really scream. "OH GOD! YES! YES! OH FUCK YEAH! MAKE ME CUM BRO! YES ANDREW! ANDREW!" She screamed out as she came, her back arching slightly. I was shocked. My own sister was fantasizing about me, and getting off! I stumbled back and fell against the wall. I watched her calm down, still moaning as she played with her clit. I quickly put my dick back in my pants, and stood back up. I knew there was an expression of shock glued onto my face. As her breathing began to slow and her moans quieted, I could tell that Ashley was in seventh heaven. Not so much for me at the moment. I noticed her head turn towards the door. Then she slowly began to open her eyes. They seemed to be glazed over, but as soon as she saw me, they filled with fear. She grabbed her blanket and covered herself as she sat up. Her face had flushed, and she screamed, this time with fear. "ANDREW! What the hell! GO AWAY!" She screamed as she got up, keeping herself covered, and slammed the door in my face. ********** I was sitting on the couch playing Modern Warfare 2 with a few friends online quite a few hours later when Ashley came back down. She had put her pajamas back on, but didn't bother to tie her hair back up. It looked so much better that way. It ran down her back halfway and some of it landed in small curls on her shoulders. "Andy?" She asked. "What?" I retorted. "I, I'm so sorry about earlier. I didn't know you were there." She said. "I bet you think I'm pretty fucked up for fantasizing about you while I masturbate, huh." She said. "No. I really don't Ash. It's my fault for not knocking first. I heard a stifled moan from downstairs and thought you might be hurt." I replied. "And you're not the only one guilty of thinking about a sibling while they pleasure them self. Truth be told, I do it all the time." I said. I tensed up, expecting a smack across the face. "Really? I'm hot enough for you to think about?" She asked, sounding impressed. "I think I'm the one who should be asking that question, but yes." I replied. "Do you know what kind of hell I went through when Alex took you away from me? I couldn't bear to be separated from your luscious curves, Your long and graceful legs, your beautiful eyes, your perfectly sweet smile, your charm. Not for even five minutes." I said. She blushed and giggled. "Do you really mean that?" She asked. "Of course. Not even if you combined all of the prettiest of my exes would there ever be anyone as gorgeous as you." I replied. "Oh, that was so sweet Andy!" She said, giving me a hug. I let her sit next to me and started playing again. My friends were pissed that I'd missed so much of the match, but I ignored them and played on. "Will you, um, show me how to play, Andy?" Ashley asked. I looked over at her, bewildered. She had never shown interest in my games before. "Uh, yeah sure. Grab the second controller from the box over there." I said, gesturing to the corner. I told the guys that Ashley was going to join the next match, and begged that they go easy on her. They agreed. I looked back over at Ashley, and watched as she bent over and rummaged through the cardboard box that housed my controllers and extra wires for my Xbox. I couldn't take my eyes off her behind. She must have sensed me watching, because she started swaying back and forth in much larger movements than if she was just leisurely looking for something. I felt my dick begin to stiffen. "Okay, just take the controller from the box you little tease!" I said to her. She giggled. She came back over, and plopped down right next to me. I explained to her the controls and got us going in the next match. She seemed to be doing pretty well. "Is this what war is like, Andy?" Ashley asked me. "No Ash. It's nowhere close to this. It's pretty slow now. Very rare that there were big attacks." I explained. "Who you talking to, Andy?" One of my friends said, laughing. "My sister." I replied. "Is it really a girl? Are you just yanking my chain?" He asked, sarcastically. I have no clue how Ashley heard that, but she snatched the headset off of my head and put it on. "Hi there!" She exclaimed, trying to sound cute. I took the headset back from her. "Dude. Your sister sounds hot!" He exclaimed. "And she is." I replied, cracking a smile that he couldn't see. He laughed and we got back to playing. Some how, Ashley won the match, and the guys signed off. When I turned off the system, Ashley asked me a question. "Were you really jealous of Alex when we started dating? Or did you just say that to be sweet?" She asked. "I meant it, Ash. The minute I knew you two were really serious, I felt jealousy begin to eat away inside me. When we went to war together, I got him alone and punched him. I chipped three of his teeth. He lied about being hit by the door of a Humvee." I replied. "You know there's nothing I want more than to see that you're happy, but I want to be the one keeping you happy. And I'll only be truly happy when I'm around you. Why do you think I was always so eager to see you at the airport?" I said. "But, all the girls you've dated. They always seemed to make you happy." She countered. "Yeah, but it wasn't genuine. Your the only one who has ever made me feel that way." I said. I became a bit more venturous, and placed my hand on her thigh as I finished. I squeezed her leg a bit and looked her in the eye. Her face appeared flushed. "Oh. I'm so sorry Ash. I didn't mean to go too far." I said. "No, it's okay. I didn't know IF you'd go so far." She replied. We broke into an awkward silence. Ashley broke it by stretching and rubbing her shoulder. "Ugh. My muscles are so tense that it's making me sore." She said, looking at me with puppy dog eyes. "I'll give you a shoulder massage if you want." I said. Before I could react, she turned her back to me and pulled down the shoulders of her shirt. I reached out and began rubbing her shoulders. "Ow! A little too hard there, Andy." She said. "Sorry." I said, making my rubs much softer. As I lightly caressed he shoulders, she began to relax. "Mmmmmmmmm, that feels so good big bro." She moaned in a slightly sexual tone. "Don't do that." I said, stopping. "Hey! Why'd you stop?" She asked. "If you're going to this sexual for yourself, then you aren't getting a massage." I replied. Then she put on her "Baby Sister" face. "Pweeze big brover. Your itty bitty, wittle sister is sore. Won't you pweeze give your wittle sister a massage? Pweeze oh pweeze big brover?!" She begged. "N-not if you're going to make it sexual." I replied. It took all of my strength, but I had managed to say no to her "Baby Sister" routine. Or so I thought. "Pweeeeeeeze? Your itty bitty baby sister isn't happy. Why do you want your wittle sister to be unhappy? Don't you wov me? I wov my big brover very much." She begged. I totally caved. I agreed to let her have her massage. I began tenderly caressing her shoulders and lower neck. She breathed out a long sigh. "O-o-o-oh, that feels so good, Andy." She breathed. I went on massaging her for about ten minutes when she reached her right arm up and around the back of my head, grabbing onto it. I would've confronted her, but I didn't mind. Then she turned her head to face mine, and stared hungrily into my eyes. "What are you looking at? Is there something on my fa-MMPH!" I said as she kissed me. I was ready to push her away, but her tongue parted my lips and began rolling around mine. I reacted, and they began an intricate dance with each other. It was the most passionate kiss I had ever experienced. I wasn't going to let my brotherly instincts kick in and stop her, so I repressed them as far back as they would go. She pulled away from me. "Why did you stop?" I asked in a dreamy state. "I needed a breath." She said as she reconnected to me. We kissed for a good two minutes when Ashley pulled away from me, leaving me in my dreamy state. "I love you, Andy." She sighed. "I love you too, Ash." I replied. "Wanna get back to that massage?" I asked She nodded. I wrapped my arm around her mid-section and pulled her in close, so our bodies were pressed together. With her gorgeous body pressed to me, I began to rub her shoulders. My cock was straining to be freed, and I could feel it pushing against her lower back. "Mmmmm, somebody is getting excited." She cooed. As I rubbed her shoulders, I leaned in close and moved my hands down her arms. I was breathing lightly on her hair covered neck. I brushed the thicket of soft and voluminous brunette locks to the side. I was now breathing my warm air onto her exposed neck. She began to purr. I took that as a good sign, and I began to kiss her neck. I moved slowly up and down the left side of her neck. She was now purring louder. At one spot I heard her make a soft moan, and I knew I had found a sensitive area. I stopped there and began to lightly nibble that one spot. She was now lightly moaning and began to pant. After a few minutes, her moans becoming slightly louder, she grabbed my head and tried to stop me. "Oh god Andrew! Please stop! I can't take it any more! Mmmmmmmmmm! Really, ah! Stop! Oh god!" She moaned Being the good man I am, I complied with her. She was still panting. Then she grabbed my right hand, and tugged it down to her crotch. "Oh god Andrew. I can't believe you'd go this far! O-o-o-o-oh, touch me." She panted. I rubbed her arm and got her to loosen her grip. I began rubbing her pussy through her pajama pants, and she began to moan. But after a minute, I wasn't satisfied. I moved my hand and moved it inside her pants. She inhaled sharply, surprised again by my next move. I began rubbing again, and she moaned louder. "Oh fuck! Andrew, that feels so good!" She yelled out. "I'll make you feel better baby." I said. "Mmmmmmm, you'd better." She replied, adding a sexy giggle. After that short exchange, I removed my hand again. This time, I peeled her panties away from her soaked pussy. I began to rub gently, slightly parting the lips of her cunt ever little bit. She moaned intensely, and then I began to rub her clit with my thumb. She was going wild! Soon enough, she began to buck her hips. I took it as a sign to insert one of my fingers. As I began to part her pussy's lips and was about to put my finger in, still rubbing her clit, she reached her hand down and grabbed mine. "Don't! I'm still a virgin!" She managed to pant out. "How the hell is that even possible?!?" I exclaimed, still working on her clit. "I've heard you and Alex going at it from my room! I watched you finger yourself earlier today!" "My...Slender fingers are...not as big a threat to my virginity...as one of yours or Alex's." She moaned. "OH FUCK! I'M GONNA CUM!!" She screamed. I moved my hand faster on her clit, and went back to rubbing her pussy. I started to kiss her neck again, lingering on her sensitive spot. Then she began to quiver, and she screamed so loud I thought she was hurt. Her back arched, pushing her body forward and dropping her head onto my shoulder. Then, her body coated my hand in her nectar. Then she collapsed like a rag doll into my arms. She was panting like she had just come home from a mile run. "Oh my god! That was the most intense orgasm I've ever had! Thank you so much Andrew! No wonder your girlfriends never wanted to leave you." She said. "You're welcome. Don't bother to try and return the favor, that was just for you." I whispered into her ear. "I love you, Ash." "I love you too, Andy." She replied. Our mouths connected once again, and we kissed. ********** The next few days went by fairly uneventful. Every morning we met in the kitchen and ate breakfast together, then we went and did whatever. We did connect much more, a lot of kissing, and watching movies and TV snuggled together on the couch. Then, she made a move that really surprised me. One night, as I went upstairs, Ashley ambushed me from around the corner and knocked me to the floor, sitting over me on her knees. "Hey there, cutie pie." She said. "Hey." I replied. "Remember how I said that I was, um, a virgin the other day?" "Yes." I replied, eager to know where this was going. "Well, I, uh, really want you to take it." She said. I didn't know how to react. My sister was never the daring one, that person was me. "A-are you sure?" I asked, not wanting to pass up the opportunity. I had fantasized about this proposal for a while, and I was excited that it was going to come true. It may have been wrong, but what guy wouldn't think about that if they had a sister as hot as mine? "I'm positive. I don't feel like I'm rushing anything, and I think that the love of my life should be the one to take my virginity." She said. "I'm the love of your life?" I asked, filling with happiness. "Of course. You've always given me what I wanted. Like when I was eight and dad wouldn't get me the doll house I wanted, so you saved up your allowances and bought it for me. And you've always treated me better than I should be. Remember when mom found that six pack in my room? I didn't know what to do when you stepped up and took the blame." She said. "Of course I did those things for you. I love you. I want the girl I love the most to be happy. I want her to have what she really wants. The girl of my dreams doesn't deserve anything less." I said. To show her thanks to me for that, she leaned in and kissed me as passionately as the other night. Then she stood up, and led me to her room. She stripped off her shirt and pants and threw them into a pile in the corner of her room. She stood before in the dim light in a black lace bra and matching panties. "Like what you see?" She asked in a seductive tone. "You look like a goddess, sis." I replied. "Thanks, you sweetie pie." She replied as she walked up to me. I was only in my boxers and sitting on the edge of her bed. She pushed me onto my back. She climbed onto the bed on her hands and knees, and hovered over me. Her giant, emerald green eyes pierced into my soul and hypnotized me. Then she sat up on her knees, and unhooked her bra. It fell onto my stomach. "How do you like me now?" She asked me. "You're still a goddess. Nothing is gonna change that." I said. She came in closer to me, bending over and meeting my face with her's again. I leaned up to put one of her breasts in my mouth, but she pushed me back down. "Whoa there tiger. Wait a second." She said. I saw her arms go down to her panties, and she began to remove them. I couldn't believe I was going to score with my own sister! She peeled them off and tossed them over with the rest of her clothes. By now, I was all the way up. I felt my dick find its way out of my boxers, and come out into the open air. Ashley moved down my body, and knelt at my legs. She grabbed my cock, and I though I was going to explode right then. I hadn't felt a woman's touch in over a year, and the fact that it was the girl of my fantasies made it feel so much better. "Oooooo. You just couldn't wait for me, could you?" She teased. "It's pretty big, too." I couldn't respond. I was lost in heaven. "Don't worry Andy. I'm not gonna wait to get you inside me." She said, straddling my manhood. She slowly lowered herself onto me. I felt her part her pussy's lips with the tip of my dick, and then slide me right in. She was so tight, it was almost surreal! I looked and saw that the tell tale drips of blood were coming out of her. By now I knew she wasn't in pain, but she was in an extreme state of pleasure. She tried her hardest, and managed to take all of my 9 inches. "Holy shit! This is amazing!" She said. "Same here." I replied. She started moving on top of me, and I hadn't felt a better feeling! The taboo of the situation just made my pleasure more intense. She began to move a bit faster and was now moaning loudly. I wasn't doing a thing and I was getting exhausted! She just kept going faster, and I could tell she was closer to orgasm than I was only about a minute in. She was yelling out in pure pleasure. She bent forward, and allowed me to play with her tits. I took the right one in my mouth, and the left in my hand. I began to roll her hard nipple in my fingers, and began to suck harder on the right breast. I knew she was getting incredibly close. Right as she was beginning to cum, she started to talk dirty to me. Thankful For War Ch. 01 "Oh god! YES! YES! You like this? huh? You like what I'm doing? OH FUCK! Yeah! You like fucking your baby sister? Huh? OH SHIT! I'M GONNA CUM! Yes! How do you like that? You're making your little sis cum! OH FUCK!!!!" She yelled out as she came. She finished what seemed to be her most intense orgasm, and collapsed onto me. She was panting like crazy, and seemed totally drained. I took over, and flipped us so that I was on top. I began moving slowly, thrusting into her sensitive pussy. She began moaning weakly. I could tell she was starting to get her energy back when I reached down and rubbed her clit. She yelped out in pleasure. I began to thrust even faster into her, and she was clearly in heaven. Only three minutes in, and I felt that I would die if I didn't cum. "Oh god Ash! You're so fucking tight! I'm gonna cum!" I warned her. "DO IT ANDREW! FILL YOUR SISTER WITH YOUR SEED!" She cried out. A few seconds later, I couldn't contain myself. I groaned loudly as I exploded into my sister. My mind went into a haze while I pumped my sister full of my jizz. As I finished, I lowered myself onto her. Our mouths locked together, and our tongues began their sensual dance with one another. We rolled onto our sides and continued to kiss. Then, a kick frome reality landed hit me in the mouth. "ASH! I came inside you! You were a virgin! There was no way you were on the pill! I-I-I'm not ready to be a dad, let alone the dad of my sister's baby!" I exclaimed. She put her finger to my lips. "Ssssshh. It's okay. Every year before you guys come home, I pick up a morning after pill. I always wanted to be ready for this. I'm sure as hell not ready to be a mom." She replied. I felt a gigantic wave of relief flush over me, and we went back to kissing. As we began to fade into a sleepy state, we pulled away from our kiss, and I pulled out of her. We lay there, staring at one another in the afterglow. Thats how we fell asleep, holding one another in a state of pleasure so great, it would never be matched. To be continued... Thankful For War Ch. 02 I was awakened by the phone ringing. I felt Ashley's arms still wrapped around mine. I answered the phone. "Hello?" I asked, sounding groggy. "Morning Andrew. It's mom. I'm on my way home. I'll be back in about an hour. I've been on the road since early this morning." Mom said to me. My eyes widened. "Also, I'm bringing your little cousins back with me. They'll be here for the rest of the summer. They just couldn't wait to see you." She continued. "Make yourself look presentable, and wake up your sister. I'll see you two in a bit." She said, then hung up. SHIT! I only had an hour to clear up any evidence. I grabbed Ashley's shoulder and shook her until she woke up. "What's up?" She asked, still sounding lost in heaven. "Mom is on her way home." I said, incredibly nervous. Fear grew in her eyes. We didn't have time for it, though. "Come on Ash! Clean up any evidence and take your pill! I'm gonna shower and put on my uniform. We've only got about an hour." I rushed. She flew out of bed and put her clothes into her hamper. I saw her take a pill in her hand, pop it in her mouth, and swallow it in one gulp. "Why are you going to put on your uniform?" She asked. "Max and Sarah are coming back for the rest of the summer." I replied. "Listen, why don't you go take a shower. Bring your clothes in with you, because the minute you get out I'm getting in." I said. "Got it." She said, grabbing a bundle of clothes. She ran into the bathroom and turned on the shower. ********** We finished everything we needed to do with five minutes to spare. Ashley, though only in an average outfit, looked outstanding. "How do I look?" She asked frantically. "Beautiful." I replied. She smiled. "What about me?" I asked. "Perfectly military, Corporal." She replied. I smiled. Damn, were we nervous. Less than ten hours ago we were locked together in wonderful sex and then enjoying the afterglow, and here we were trying to pretend nothing had happened. THE AFTERGLOW! Ashley's room still had that musky smell that lingers. What were we going to do? "ASH! Please tell me that we have some Febreeze." I said. "Don't worry, I sprayed my room while you were in the shower." She said. I breathed a huge sigh of relief. Just then, mom's car pulled in and I heard the doors close. Then the door opened, and two little kids ran in. "ANDREW! ASHLEY!" They yelled in unison. Sarah, our 12 year old cousin, ran over and jumped up to me. I caught her and spun us around. Max, our 9 year old cousin, came over and hugged me at the waist. They had both made a beeline straight to me, leaving Ashley all alone. I looked over, and saw her. She pouted when she saw me. "Max. Sarah. Oh, it's so good to see you two! But you still haven't said hi to Ash. Look how sad you made her." I said, looking over at my sister in her thigh length skirt and simple yellow T-shirt. She also had on two bracelets and a necklace, all of which I had bought for her on her 16th birthday, and high heels. Sarah jumped down and ran over to greet her cousin. Max, was a little more hesitant. He explained that he didn't like it when Ashley kissed him. Can you blame him? He is 9. We all hated that the girls tormented us by trying to kiss us and such when we were trying to play soldier or trade cards. "Maxie! Come over here and give your big cousin a warm welcome." Ashley said. He groaned, and looked up at me. He was expecting me to get him out of it. I pulled him aside. "Max. You must know that your Uncle James isn't coming back, right?" I asked. He nodded. "But something you don't know is that Ash lost two people. Our dad is gone, but her boyfriend died too. Can you just try and be a little nicer?" I requested. He nodded. Then he made his way over to his cousin. "Hiya Maxie!" Ashley said as she knelt down and kissed him on the cheek. "Eeeeeeew!" He exclaimed. Man, did I laugh. I was trying my hardest to hold myself up against the wall when mom walked in. "What is so funny Andrew?" She asked. "Oh, well, ya know. Ash just kissed a nine year old boy on the cheek. Not seeing that in three years made Max's reaction all the more hilarious." I replied. "Oh. You really look nice, Andrew." She said, looking at me in my uniform. "Thanks mom. At least some one other than Ash noticed that I'm in uniform." I said, looking at my cousins. Max took the time to see my US Army uniform and started gushing over it, like all boys do. I, in the mean time, was oggling my sister. "Ash, you really do look beautiful." I said to her. "Aw. Thanks Andy." She said, blushing lightly. "Why the spontaneous compliment?" Mom asked. "What? You don't think she looks beautiful?" I shot back. "Well, I suppose. Yes." She replied. As Max and Sarah got settled in, Ashley and I went and watched some TV. She snuggled up to me, very close. At first I was worried that mom would see us, and start questioning us. But then she just walked by the open door. "You two. I'm going to the mall for a little bit. Sarah is going with me, so make sure Max stays out of trouble." She said. "Okay mom!" we called back. "I'll see you kids in a little while." She said back. Once we were sure that mom was gone, I let Ashley cuddle up with me like we had been during the past week. She curled up next to me, resting her head on my shoulder, and I held her tight. I rubbed her right arm with my right hand. She began to nuzzle into my neck.Then, her left hand strayed down to my crotch. She began rubbing and soon enough I had a raging hard on. "Wait. Ash, not now." I said, reluctant. "Why not?" She asked. "Because. Max is right upstairs. I don't want him stumbling upon us, because he'd tell mom. If she finds out, we're dead. We have to be careful to do this when we know we're alone." I replied. "But-" She began. I put my finger to her lips. "Later. I promise you." I said. ********** We didn't get a chance to do anything that night. But our next chance came a few days later. "Andrew! Ashley! Come here a minute!" Mom called. There had been a storm the previous night, giving us an excuse to stay in the same bed together. We made our way down the stairs. "Andrew. You haven't seen your little cousins in three years, but you'd rather spend every waking moment with your sister. I want you to do something with them." Mom said. "Okay. Can-" I began. "Yes, Ashley can go with you if you really want. Just tell me. Why do you want to be around her all the time?" Mom asked. I was getting really nervous, but I thought up a sensible excuse. "Well, Ash and I really like to hang out together. You knew that. I just want to make up for over three years of lost time." I said. "Okay Andrew. Thats all I wanted to know." She replied. I called up to Max and Sarah and told them that we were going to the movies. Ashley and I got in my car, and waited for them. It took all I had not to lean in and kiss her. I feared being caught. "Do I look pretty?" She asked, out of nowhere. I looked her over. She was in a kind of girly outfit in comparison to me. While I still had on a pair of fatigue pants and a graphic tee, Ashley was much more elaborately dressed. She had on a tight, White T-shirt which had rhine stone hearts all over it. She tied back her hair into a loose ponytail, allowing for there to be some flow to it. She had on a pair of jeans that had a long stitching line and a couple of little butterflies at the top end on both legs. She also had on a pair of black heels, and very little makeup. "You look absolutely beautiful." I said. "Are you just saying that?" She asked. "Why would I NEED to say it. Ash, you are the most beautiful girl I've ever laid eyes on. Not just because you're that cute little girl who I love to be around, but because you were blessed. You have a great figure. Your hair has volume and is a beautiful shade of deep brown. You have perfect skin and lips. You have a smile so nice, that you could make people grin at a funeral. And your eyes, those gorgeous emerald eyes." I said. "Ash, I don't think that I've ever met a prettier woman." She blushed. Then, she giggled. "Oh stop." She said. Then, Sarah and Max piled in and we got going. I asked what movie everyone wanted to see, and Sarah and Max already knew. It was a dopey cartoon movie, but I was going to agree when Ashley suggested a comedy that we had been dying to see. I was torn. Do I go with my little cousins, or do I go with my sister, the love of my life. I tried to explain that we should go with the two and see their movie. Big mistake. Cue the big eyes and "Baby Sister" voice. "Pweeze Andwoo? Can we go see the movie I want? Pweeze oh pweeze? I wanna haf a good time wif my big brover who I wuv very much. Pwitty, pwitty pweeze?" She begged. I caved again. I didn't want mom to kill me for bringing Sarah and Max to a more adult movie, though. I caught my friend Johnny and his little cousin Sebastian walking in the door. "Hey! Johnny! Long time, no see!" I called out. We talked for a minute, then I gave him a proposition. "You said something about you and Seb going to see that stupid cartoon movie, right?" I asked. He nodded. "Well, my cousins are here to and they want to see it. Can you take them in with you?" I asked. He agreed, and I got those two off my back for the next two hours. ***** Ashley and I sat way up in the back. During one of the slower parts, she leaned in and rested her head against mine. Then, later, she reached over and placed her lips on mine. We locked together in a long and passionate kiss, our tongues beginning their dance. Then, a voice called out. "Andrew? Is that you?" The girl yelled, met by angry hisses to be quiet. "It's Ali." She said, now whispering. My eyes shot open. "FUCK! Why God!?! Why Ali!" I thought. Ali is one of my exes, but was my closest friend. If she found out that I was with Ashley, and not some pretty girl that she didn't know, my life would be over. She'd blab first to everyone I knew, and then to our mom. "Why won't you turn around?" She asked, sounding a bit sad. I had the greatest feeling that she was pouting. I turned around, breaking my kiss with Ashley. Ali's pout turned into a smile when I made eye contact. She took the open seat next to me and started asking me questions. "Who is this recent catch?" She asked. I began to stammer, my nerves not allowing me to think clearly. Then, Ali tried to move around me and meet her, not knowing that it was my sister. I blocked her at most every move. "Oh, come on Andrew. I just want to meet her. You're acting like you're dating your sister!" She said with a chuckle, not realizing the bitter irony in her statement. She pushed me back, and looked at my sister coddling my arm in a state of bliss. She got up and left, a look of disgust on her face. I snaked my arm out of Ashley's grip, and followed. I caught her in the lobby, and ducked us behind a corner. "Ali, please! Whatever you do, don't tell a soul!" I begged her. "Why should I listen to you? You're dating your sister! It's just wrong. It's that black and white." She replied, sounding grossed out. "Love isn't black and white Ali. I know I'm supposed to love her, but she was the only one to bring up the true happiness I can feel. I need you to understand. She is more than just my blood relative. She is the girl of my dreams." I replied. "That was a very sweet comment, but that doesn't change the fact." She shot back. We argued for bit until I got her to agree. I saw Ashley come out of the theater with a smile on her face. She had enjoyed the rest of the movie. I made an angry glare towards Ali, but she was too nice to stay mad at. I looked over to Ashley and asked how the movie was. "It was great. Thanks so much for taking me." She said, grinning. She leaned up and kissed me. Though, I was confused when I didn't feel our lips connect and instead felt her peck my cheek. I grabbed onto her shoulders to pull her close, but her eyes filled with that "Turn around, or you'll make a big mistake" look. I turned my head around and noticed Johnny and the three kids coming out of the theater. Sebastian and Sarah were walking next to each other, but looked shy from one another. Seb was her age, and he was a handsome guy. "Andrew. Seb wanted to know if he could hang out at your place for a while." Johnny said. "I get it. Sure, I really don't care. ***** On the ride home, Ashley couldn't resist saying something. "So Sarah. How long have you and Seb been in love?" She poked, giggling. "What!" They exclaimed in unison. "Sarah and Sebastian, sittin' in a tree." I began. "K-I-S-S-I-N-G!" Ashley said, joining me. "First comes love, then comes marriage." She began. "Then comes the baby in the baby carriage!" I chimed in. We laughed. I looked back when we hit a red light. Seb had turned away from me, and Sarah's face was a bright shade of red. Max had payed no attention to us, feverishly playing his hand held game. The light clicked to green, and we were moving again. "Aw, come on Sarah. We're just teasing." I said. No reply came from her. Instead she crossed her arms and shot me an angry look through the rearview mirror. ***** The kids looked a bit surprised when we pulled in at the Mall. Ashley and I told them we did have a bit of a surprise for them earlier. They got out and ran inside. We had to catch up. No problem for me. Ashley shot me a bit of a glare when she managed to catch up to me. The guys and I went into a Game Stop, and Ashley and Sarah went into a girly clothing store. As I went looking along the shelves, I somehow heard a familiar voice outside. I stepped out to figure out who it was. She noticed me, and huge grins grew across our faces. "Andrew!" She called. "Rachel!" I responded. "Who is this, Andy?" I heard my sister ask. She didn't sound too happy to see me wrapped in another girl's arms. "Oh, sorry Ash. Didn't see you there." I replied. "This is Rachel. We served two tours together in Iraq." I said. "I'll take a wild guess and say your Andrew's sister, right?" She asked. "Yeah. Why'd you want to know?" Ashley shot back. "Well, you see, your brother wouldn't stop talking about you. He was gushing over how pretty and sweet you are. He even kept a photo of you in his wallet." She said. Ashley's eyes lit up, and she turned her attention to me. "Is that true big brother? You keep a picture of your little sister in your wallet?" She asked. "Of course. In war time, soldiers need something to keep them connected to their normal lives. Dad was being too military, and you know I love you the most." I said, pinching her left cheek. She giggled, and hugged me. "I love you the mostest big brother!" She squealed. "Did you just say 'Mostest'?" I asked, laughing. "What?" She asked, sounding disappointed. "Just wondering. It makes you all the more cute." I replied. Then, all of a sudden I felt Ashley's weight on my back. I stumbled forward as she wrapped her arms around my neck, and pushed her cheek into mine. She was laughing, and so was Rachel. My face was burning and red. I was never embarrassment to carry Ashley around, but I was embarrassment to have two girls laughing at me because I was taken by surprise. I wasn't going to readily launch my sister to the floor like if it was with one of my friends, so I sucked it up and let the two have their laugh. I found us a spot to sit down, and let Ashley climb off my shoulders and into a chair. She and Rachel went on and on about things to which I was clueless of. Sarah and Sebastian sat next to each other in a nervous silence, and I kept myself occupied playing a game with Max. Then Rachel asked a question that helped somber all of our moods. "So. Where were you guys when the first war started?" She asked. "You mean on 9/11?" I asked back. She nodded. "We were still at home. Ash was sick, so I begged mom and dad to keep me out of school so I could be by her side. That morning, dad slugged down the stairs particularly loudly. I woke, and roused Ash. I went to the top of the stairs and heard dad and mom talking about getting ready for work and breakfast. Ya know, average stuff. My parents always watched the news while they ate. Then, there was a phone call. My dad answered. It was his friend Mitch, a New York City fireman. 'Mitch, what the hell is wrong? Give me a straight answer, NOW!' dad yelled. 'Michelle, sweetie turn on the news!' He said to mom. I figured now was better than later to go down and sneak into the living room with Ash. We walked into the kitchen only a little while later, greeting our awestruck parents. It was just a minute later when I fixed my gaze on the TV, that we watched United 175 fly into the South Tower of the World Trade Center. Ash didn't see it, and was confused when dad ordered us upstairs. She was scared by his random shouting, so I stayed in her room with her. I remember it as though I was on a pink alien planet." I chuckled. "But, about one hour later, so just a bit before 10:00, Mitch called back. Ash had fallen asleep, exhausted from fighting off her sickness of the Flu, and I sneaked out of her room and back to the living room. They had Mitch on speaker phone. I could hear him screaming at people on the streets outside the towers. Then he told us that he was going back in. He stayed on the line, and we could hear him running up concrete stairs, past crowds of terrified people. Then he seemed to stop. A huge crashing sound came over the phone. Mitch screamed, and the line cut off." I said, my voice shaky and tears hitting my hands. I realized I was crying, but I didn't care. "You see," I continued with a sniff. "Mitch was supposed to be our godfather. He was the nicest guy I'd ever met, and I listened to him die. But I didn't just hear a dear friend lose his life, I heard a hero lose it." I managed to say, before collapsing into sobs. It took many tries, but I managed to be calmed by the girls. We carried on with the day as though nothing had happened. But the pain still held a tight grip on my mind. Who knew that more would be added soon after. ***** We were confused to come home and not see mom anywhere. When I called up, I heard voices. When I went up to see what was going on, I walked in on a sight that tore what was left of my heart, and my sanity, to shreds. My mother was with another man. I snapped, and grabbed him by his throat and threw him against the wall. "WHO THE HELL ARE YOU!?" I yelled. He tried to answer, and when it came through, I let go of his neck. "Get out of my house and don't come back Ashton! IF I CATCH YOU AROUND HERE AGAIN YOU'RE DEAD! YOU HEAR ME!" I screamed into his face. He ran like hell out of the house. Then I turned my hate filled stare to my mother. "What the fuck was that?" I asked, the rage apparent. "Andrew, I-" She began. "HOW DARE YOU! HOW THE FUCK COULD YOU BRING THIS GUY INTO OUR HOUSE! Ashley and I miss our dad, and you already want to replace him?" I questioned. "WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON IN THAT HEAD OF YOURS?" "Andrew, watch your language! I'm still your mother and I-" I cut her off again. "NO! YOU DON'T DESERVE MY RESPECT YOU STUPID BITCH! I KNOW THAT I DIDN'T MEAN IT WHEN I SAID IT AS A KID, BUT THIS TIME I UTTERLY AND TRULY HATE YOU!" I screamed. "I CAN'T EVEN FUCKING LOOK AT YOU! If you don't get out of my house in the next five minutes-. Just get the hell out." I said, tears streaming down my face. "Andrew-" She tried. "GET THE FUCK OUT RIGHT NOW!" I screamed back. "FINE! If you really want me gone, I'll be out of your hair in one hour!" She yelled back, a tear in her eye. I picked up something, and smashed the window with it in a swift throw.