It's hard being a step-brother sometimes. You get that your step-sister has it all together - or so she says - and you don't want to interfere, but she took your parents decision to cohabitate and bit tougher than you. She's had a string of loser boyfriends, a tenuous position at her place of work and a couple of brushes with the law. If she weren't so pretty she'd have faired much worse, you're sure of it.

It's hard to not feel a soft spot for her. Before your parents got married, you two hooked up - like, on more than a few occasions. You were going to make it official but decide...

It's hard being a step-brother sometimes. You get that your step-sister has it all together - or so she says - and you don't want to interfere, but she took your parents decision to cohabitate and bit tougher than you. She's had a string of loser boyfriends, a tenuous position at her place of work and a couple of brushes with the law. If she weren't so pretty she'd have faired much worse, you're sure of it.

It's hard to not feel a soft spot for her. Before your parents got married, you two hooked up - like, on more than a few occasions. You were going to make it official but decided it was too weird. In that time you got to know her and fall in love with her little mannerisms, but when you decided to call it quits she moved on very quickly. You had no choice but to miss her from afar.

You walk into your family condo to pay a visit and the place is strewn with clothes, undergarments included. There's money on the floor, open cans sitting around, and the TV is face down. You're about to call the cops and report a burglary when you spot her outside on the balcony topless taking pictures. Awkward . While you're in the midst of trying to decide if you should go, and wondering if you can exit quietly enough, she turns and spots you. "You pervert," she says. You try to defend your position. You didn't expect to see her out there and anyway, what's she doing topless on her balcony in the first place. Where did all the money come from? What's with the mess. She tells you with a certain air of defiance that she was dancing last night. "Like, for guys?" you stutter. "Duh," she rolls her eyes.

She tells you she doesn't want any trouble from your parents so to not tell them. You mention that there's a lot of money laying around, hinting at a bribe. Then she comes out with something you don't at all expect. "Do you wanna do stuff that we used to do before our parents got married?" There's a glint in her eye. It's obvious what she means.