I was 19 and already in college when it happened.
My 16
year old brother was kicked out of my parents home. He had
always been trouble for my mom and dad. He ran around with
a rougher crowd, he smoked dope and was constantly getting
kicked out of school. The day the cops brought him home
for selling one joint to a friend my parents gave him a
huge lecture and told him if he had been half the person
I was, he could have had a great life to look forward to,
instead he was going nowhere but maybe a life in prison.
As much as my parents hated giving up, they couldn't take
my brother any more. They kicked him out and told him
maybe someday he could come back if he turned his life
around. My brother told them he would never set foot in
their house again, he never would either.
My brother moved in with a few guys a few
years older then
him and he started to play in a bad that they were getting
together. My younger brother couldn't play an instrument,
but he had a very unusual voice that they guys in the
bad really liked. Neither my parents or myself heard from
Simon for a couple years. I stayed busy in college getting
my business degree and my parents went about their lives
only talking about my brother a couple times a year. They
tried to ask his friends what happened to him but none of
them knew. It was while I was in my last year of college
that we all found out what happened to Simon and it shocked
all of us so much. My brother was out in L.A. which was all
the way across the country from where we lived. I was
watching a music channel when a new group started to play
and at first I didn't think a thing about it. I saw them
play their song and the kids in the crowd were going wild.
I liked the song too and waited to see what the name of the
group was. I had never heard of them but then I was stunned
as they had a quick interview with the lead singer, it was
MY BROTHER!
I instantly called my mom but she didn't get
the TV turned
on quick enough. We both watched that channel for the next
couple hours then the song played again. My mom was as
shocked as I was, it was Simon alright and he had long
hair and really looked great. Over the next couple weeks
his group's song flew up the charts and everyone in my
college found out Simon was my brother. I had people I
didn't know coming up and asking me if they could get my
brother's autograph for them. I didn't know how to tell
them I had not seen him in close to three years. Over the
next few months his group stormed the air waves and they
had three hits one right after another. I watched an
interview on the music channel where it showed how the
band's life was going and what a change their success had
on their lives. I saw my brother's hot foreign car and
then the large house he had just bought. My brother
laughed as he said he had more money now from the record
contract they had just signed then he would ever know
what to do with.
I went and saw my parents and they seemed
happy for Simon.
They told me I should get in contact with him and tell him
if he wanted he could come visit home again. I was just
stupid enough to say I would do it. It took me a long time
to get a phone number where I could leave him a message.
It ended up being the record company he signed the big
deal with. They promised me he would get my message. It
took another week before I got a phone call from Simon. He
sounded happy to hear from me but he had never forgotten how
I never called him when he was kicked out of the house and
he would always remember those words my parents said to
him when he left, 'IF HE HAD BEEN HALF THE PERSON I WAS, HE
WOULD HAVE HAD A FANTASTIC LIFE'. I didn't know my dad had
said that to him, but Simon would never forget it. I passed
mom's message on to Simon and he started laughing on the
other end. He made it clear he would never speak to my
parents again, but he did say in a month he would be out
my way and would like to stop by my college to see me. I
told him that would be great. I hung up and told my mom
Simon was still real upset about being kicked out. She
knew there wasn't anything she could do to change the
past so she just let it slide.
I made the mistake of telling my girlfriends
Simon was
coming to see me and within a day it was all over campus.
I was swamped with request to meet my brother from girls
I had never seen before in my life. It took about five
weeks for my brother to arrive and it was a madhouse as
every girl tried to get into my room to see him. Simon
was so nice now and he had money to burn so to speak. He
took me out to a nice dinner, he bought me a few nice
things even though I asked him not to. Then late at night
he actually took a few of my good girlfriends out on the
town. He didn't want me to come so I didn't. I was shocked
when a few days later my best friend told me she was going
to L.A. with my brother. They both left and for a few days
I didn't hear anything from either of them. Then my
girlfriend called and told me what a fantastic time she was
having. She told me L.A. was a dream place to play and have
fun at night. She then told me to watch the music channel
in a week to see my brother's next video. My girlfriend
would call me every other night and tell me how great my
brother was and all the things he bought for her. I was
getting jealous and didn't even know it.
A week later I sat on my chair stunned as
Simon's new
video came out. It was a fast sexy song and my eyes just
couldn't beleive it when my best girlfriend showed up in
the video in a tiny black leather outfit with tall heels
and hot looking white fishnet stockings. She was playing
the part of one of the band's groupie for the video. She
looked really good but I had never seen her in those type
of clothes before. That night I got a call from her and
she told me how much they paid her for doing the video and
how much fun she was having following the band all over
the country. I knew then I was jealous of her but I would
never tell a soul. A month later she showed up at my
college with my brother and I found out she was going to
stay and finish up her college. My brother was paying for
her ride since she had done so much for the group. My
brother stayed in town for about four nights and just like
before he took me out to eat and bought a few presents for
me. He again asked me to introduce him to some of my
friends and he took them out late into the night. They
couldn't stop talking about my brother once they got back
from their night out on the town. Again my brother let me
know he was taking another girl with him back to L.A.
I watched my brother and another one of my
very cute
girlfriends fly off to L.A. and it was an exact repeat
of what happened just months earlier. I got a phone call
every couple of nights and this time my girlfriend said
she was never going to leave L.A., it was that much fun
there. The very next video the group put out my girlfriend
was in it again dressed up very sexy and pretending to be
one of the band member's girlfriend. I got a call saying
she got a little bit part in a movie because of her video
and she now had a talent agent that was trying to get her
bigger roles. Just like the first girl my brother took
to L.A., this one was enjoying every second she was there
and she let me know she was making very good money and
not having to spend any of it because my brother and the
band paid for everything for her. I hung up and surprised
myself by crying all night long. I was working so hard to
finish off my college degree and I'd be lucky to make
$35,000.00 my first couples years at work. I started to
really hate getting calls from my girlfriend in L.A. after
everything I heard she was doing and getting.
One night I heard a knock at my door and I
was again
surprised to see my brother standing there in the doorway.
He came inside and told me he had a couple days to spend
in town and he was going to look up a bunch of his old
friends and things like that. That night he told me he
again would like me to call a couple of my friends so he
could take them out on the town. This time I was all over
him asking him to let me go out with him too. Everyone
had told me how much fun they had when they partied with
my brother. I wanted to experience that more then ever
now. Simon quickly shot me down and told me I needed to
keep concentrating on school and he'd just take a couple
of my friends out and show them a fun time. As much as
I tried to let my brother know I wanted to go, he just
didn't want to have me tagging along with him. I did set
him up with a few girls but this time it was a couple
coeds that had bugged me for a long time to introduce them
to my brother. I decided to let them go out with my brother
instead of another girl friend of mine. After the very
first night out one of the girls came back to my dorm and
thanked me 100 times over for giving her this chance. She
told me my brother was thinking of taking her to L.A. with
him if she was the right girl. After she told me that, I
knew I had to have a talk with my brother. I was again
really jealous of a girl I had barely known up until now.
When I saw Simon the next afternoon, I had
him sit down and
I had a huge talk with him. I told him it wasn't right he
was taking all these other girls out and he wouldn't let
me tag along with him. I listened to Simon laugh as he
spoke up and said I was his sister, not a girl he could
make a move on. He told me the girls he took out were all
hot and sexy girls that had no problem doing whatever it
took for everyone to have a good time. I knew what he meant
and I didn't have an answer to that line that my brother
had just told me. I wanted to go out so badly with my
brother because I hated seeing all the other girls getting
everything just handed to them by my brother and his band.
It was that night when my brother came over to pick up
the girls that I broke down and cried in front of my young
brother. He had to stand there and watch me break down like
a baby as I told him how unfair everything was. I was his
sister and I should get to go out and enjoy the things he
was giving to the other girls. They were living a great
life and I was stuck here in the dorm going nowhere with
nothing to look forward too. My brother again brought up
the fact I was his sister and I screamed out 'SCREW THAT'.
I don't care if I'm your sister or not, I want to go out
with you tonight.
I started to cry so loud and finally my brother
came over
and held me in his arms. He dried my tears and looked me
right in the eyes. He told me if I really wanted to come
out tonight with him I could, BUT, I would be just another
girl to him. He wasn't going to treat me special or
differently just because I was his sister. He did that
during the day when he took me out to eat and bought me
a few things that I could use. My tears started to dry up
and I asked him if he'd really take me out tonight. He
shook his head YES but again told me I'd be no different
then any other girl he took out for a good time. I perked
right up and told him I'd have to go look to see what I
had to wear. I went to my closet and pulled out a semi
normal black dress that was fairly short but nothing way
out of the norm. Simon looked at my outfit and told me to
forget it, just stay in the dorm because this was way over
my head. I felt so let down I couldn't help but start to
pout again. My brother came over and grabbed the dress from
my hands and told me this wasn't what the other girls would
be wearing tonight. He told me to get something more FUN
from my closet. I told him that was my FUN OUTFIT.
He grabbed my hand and pulled me downstairs
to where his
hot little sports car was parked. It cost him more then
my entire college education would cost me. He drove me to
the big local mall and for over an hour he picked out
outfits that I would have never been caught in. He knew
exactly what the hot L.A. girls would wear to his concerts
and he expected any girl going out with him to wear the
same things. I tried on so many outfits and I had to force
myself to walk out in front of my brother in them. I left
the mall with two brand new outfits. I knew they were very
tiny, very tight, and very obscene in their own nasty ways.
We got back to my dorm and I had to rush to get ready. My
brother handed me what to wear and I felt embarrassed that
my 20 year old brother was now in charge of what I would
wear out with him. I kept trying to pull the tiny white
skirt down but it barely covered the bottom of my ass
cheeks. Everything I had on was completely different from
anything I had ever put on my body before. The skirt was
maybe five inches total in size, I had a tight pink top
on that hugged my body like a glove. The worse part was
the pink fishnet hose and the tall white stilleto heels.
They hurt like the dickens to walk in but I wasn't going
to ruin my chances of going out with my brother tonight.
He also had picked out about four pair of
tiny thong
panties. He handed me a thin pink pair to wear under my
tiny skirt. It took me about five minutes to get ready
and when I walked out my brother smiled and told me now I
was ready to party. I felt like I was going to work the
streets instead of heading to a nice club. My brother
really surprised me when he hurried me to his car and helped
me get into the passenger seat. I couldn't keep my tiny
skirt from flying up my body and I was really embarrassed
again as my brother got a good four or five second shot
of my pink panties as I slid down into his low riding car.
He started to drive away and I asked if he wasn't going to
wait for the other two girls. He laughed and told me tonight
he was just going to take me around to the clubs and show
me how much I was missing by spending so much time in my
dorm room. I wasn't scared, I was happy he was leaving the
two girls I hardly knew behind. They wouldn't be happy when
they found out, but I sure was.
We went out to eat first and I got to order
every little
thing I wanted on the menu, money didn't mean a thing. We
drank a bottle of wine with our meal then my brother drove
me to the first club and everyone there knew who he was. He
escorted me on his arms and after a little while I finally
figured out how to walk in the tall stilletto heels. We
were treated like royality and the club would tell everyone
my brother was there and he would have me escort him up to
the stage and he said hi to the crowd and introduced me as
a close friend of his. I had never had so much attention
thrown onto me in such a short amount of time. All the
girls would come up to me and ask me how Simon was as a
boyfriend. I didn't know what to say and I didn't tell
anyone I was his sister. My brother introduced me to about
30 people that were important people in the local music
industry. I found myself dancing with my brother and dancing
with other people that he would push me into their arms and
tell them to take me out for a dance. I had a really good
time and time seemed to fly by before I knew it. We went
to a second club and everything again started all over. I
stayed on my brother's arm most the night and I completely
forgot about the tiny little skirt I had on that barely
covered the bottom of my ass cheeks. More then once when I
was dancing with someone else my brother would laugh and
point to his friends my tight little ass that was just
about completely on show. They all told him I was one hot
piece of ass that should show him a really good time later
on tonight. He knew I was having a great time and he wished
our parents could be here to see their perfect coed
daughter showing her assets off to everyone in the club.
He just couldn't forget those terrible words my parents
said to him as they kicked him out of the house, IF ONLY
HE COULD BE HALF THE PERSON I WAS. Their words would be
held against me for many years to come.
We didn't get back to my dorm till about 3:00am
in the
morning. We went and ate breakfast first and I let my
brother know that was the best night I've ever had out
on the town. He told me most his nights were like that
only in L.A. they were twice as intense and twice as fun.
I barely slept a wink that night. I was so impressed with
how my brother was handling his fame and how mature he
seemed for his age. The next afternoon my brother came back
over to my dorm and he had a real truthful talk with me. He
told me he had to take the two girls out tonight because he
needed to pick on to take back with him to L.A. He explained
it all to me. He wanted a local girl from here, he would
put her in a video since the band was from here and they
liked using girls from their hometown. He told me how the
girls were extremely well paid and that the last one even
had a movie contract she acted so good in the music video.
I stayed quiet until my brother finished his speech. I think
I shocked him when I told him I didn't want him to go out
with the other two girls, I wanted him to take me out again
like he did last night. He again explained why he had to
take them and I looked him right in the eyes and asked him
why I couldn't go to L.A. and be the next girl in one of
his videos.
I watched my brother laugh and he said I didn't
understand.
The girls he took back became band groupies. He looked at
me and asked me if I understood what that meant. I wasn't
that dumb. I shook my head yes and thought about what he
had just said. I knew how much the girls got and for some
reason I still wanted to go. I looked up but couldn't stare
at my brother's face. I spoke up and said I didn't care
about any of that, I wanted to go to L.A. with him tomorrow.
I knew he had to think I was crazy. Simon spoke up and asked
me what Mom and Dad would think if they found out he was
taking me to L.A.? My brother smiled as I said SCREW THEM,
I'm old enough to make my own decisions about my life. I
watched my brother pace the room and I begged him to think
about it and to give me a chance. It took him about three
minutes to walk up to me and ask me if this is something I
really wanted to do. I shook my head and told him more then
anything else in my life. He told me there would be no
turning back. I was going to enter a lifestyle that there
wasn't a description for. I'd have a great time and I would
never have to worry about money, BUT, I would become the
group's GROUPIE and that carried it's own responsibilty
with it. I shook my head and lied as I told him I knew
exactly what I was getting into. My brother made me promise
I wouldn't let him down. If he took me to L.A. I couldn't
break down and tell him I wanted to go back home. I gave him
my word time and time again. I finally jumped up and down
as Simon said OK, but tonight would be a test to see if I
could really live that lifestyle.
My brother never left my room and at 5:00pm
he picked out
the other outfit he had bought me and told me to go into
the bathroom and put it on. This skirt and top made me look
like a young high school student. The tiny multicolored
skirt and the thin white shirt gave the exact effect my
brother had wanted. Again I wore the same tall heels and
another pair of bright fishnet hose. My brother picked out
my tiny panties and told me to hurry because he was very
hungry. This skirt was so obscene I came out of the bathroom
and told him it was way too small for me. He screamed at
me to get back in and get dressed and if I ever said
anything like that in front of the band members he would
send me home on the next plane from L.A. I went back in
and put on the tiny little outfit and I knew I could see
the bottom of my ass cheeks as I stood up straight. If I
walked at all it was going to show a lot more of my ass and
I knew I had on a tiny pair of thong undies that didn't
cover any of my ass at all. I came out shaking as my
brother told me turn around for him. He held back his smile
as he knew how stupid this outfit looked on my mature body.
I told him I was so embarrassed for him to see me like this.
He let me know this would be how I dressed all the time
from now on once I got to L.A. If I couldn't live it with
it now, there was no use me going back with him tomorrow
afternoon. I swallowed hard but told him I was fine with
it. I was again lying out of my mouth but I wanted to go
with him so badly tomorrow I wasn't going to let anything
stand in my way.
He escorted me to his car and there was no
way I could
keep my ass and pussy covered once I sat down in the tiny
skirt. I was bright red as Simon told me how cute I looked
and that the guy in the band would love me to death. He
pulled me close and told me as of this second I was no
longer his brother. I could never tell anyone about our
pass and the guys in the band could never know Simon was
my younger brother. He warned me once anyone found out, it
was all over. I promised him I would never tell a soul. In
reality, I didn't want anyone to know. We again went out to
eat and everyone was staring at me and I knew why. I let
Simon know that everyone was watching every move I made, he
laughed and told me that was perfect. The band wanted their
girls to be hot, sexy and draw a lot of attention to the
guys. He told me to get use to it because I would be
under the microscope like all the guys were for a long
time to come. It took me most the night to get use to the
stares, but just like he said I would, I did. That night
I was in my brother's arms everywhere we went. I would
turn bright red when we had to get up in front of people
on a stage and I knew everyone could look right up the
front of my tiny school girls skirt. I danced so much that
night. My brother would dance maybe one dance with me then
hand me off to two or three others before he would dance
with me again. I again met so many people in the clubs
and everyone treated me like I was the luckiest girl in
the world.
I could see my brother was getting drunk as
he talked with
all the big people from the music industry. He grabbed me
out for a dance and for the first time my brother pulled me
close and started treating me like he would one of his
other groupie girlfriends. When his hands landed on my
naked ass I quickly pulled them off and whispered in his
ears not to touch me like that again. It was like I had
stabbed him in the stomach. He stopped dancing and pulled
me real hard back to our table. He went off one me like I
had never seen him do before to anyone. I got so embarrassed
as he got loud and asked me if I wanted to go to L.A.
tomorrow or not. I shook my head YES and he continued to
speak to me really loud so everyone in the club could hear
him. Nobody dared interupt him. He told me I was either
the band's new girl or I wasn't. He asked me what I wanted,
to go live the fantastic life he was offering me or to
go back to my dorm and do whatever I wanted in my own
boring way. I started to tear up and Simon let everyone
know I was going to break down and cry on him. That only
embarrassed him more. I whispered in his ear that I was
his sister and he had to remember that. It was the wrong
thing to say. He pulled me out of the booth we were
sitting at and started to drag me to his car. I didn't
know we were leaving till the very last second. I told him
I was sorry and didn't want to leave. I knew if we went
back to the dorm like this he'd never take me with him
tomorrow. As we were walking to the car I stopped my
brother and could see he was very drunk and very pissed
off at me.
He screamed at me I promised never to mention
to anyone
I was his sister. I looked around to see if anyone was
watching but luckily they were not. Simon told me he was
taking me back to my dorm and I wouldn't be seeing any
more of him for a long time to come. He wasn't playing
my stupid game with me anymore. I knew he was 100% serious.
I stopped him and told him I was really dumb and it
wouldn't happen again. I begged him to take me back inside
and I would never bring it up again that he was related
to me. I wasn't about to call him my brother again. He
didn't want to because he was so upset and drunk. This
time I sort of forced him inside and after a drink he
again started to laugh and I knew I had dodged a huge
bullet. Two songs later I tried to talk my brother out of
dancing but he pulled me up and again I found myself in
my brother's arms as other people danced all around us.
It didn't take my drunk brother but ten seconds to let
his hands fall to my ass and I cringed as I let him feel
me up as many others around the dance floor laughed and
pointed our way. I should have stopped it but I didn't.
I got back to our table and my brother was all over me.
I started to drink very heavily because I was in a no
win situation and I knew it.
Within 30 minutes I was making out with my
drunk brother
as he felt me up. Both of us were downing drinks like they
were water. I felt so ashamed of what I was letting happen
but I knew I wouldn't get another chance if I pissed my
younger brother off again. We closed the club down and this
time when we left we were both very drunk and for each we
had our own special reasons. My brother got me to the car
and instead of pushing me into the front he pushed me into
his tiny back seat. His seat in the back was very small
because it was a fast expensive sports car, not a nice
family car. Simon jumped in beside me and again his hands
were all over my body. I felt his fingers start to rub the
front of my thin tiny panties and I whispered very softly
we might be going a bit too far. Simon acted as if he
didn't hear a word I said. In the tiny back seat I could
barely move at all and my brother was now starting to try
to slip my panties right down my legs. I had my thoughts
of stopping it filling my mind and Simon had his thoughts
of our parents telling him he would never become anyone
and I would be the model he should live my life by. I
tried to put up a little fight but I eventually let my
drunk brother pull my panties right off my legs. Of course
once that happened, I couldn't stop anything he did to me
after that unless I wanted to really piss him off and I
knew what that meant to all the dreams I now had.
His fingers were very experienced as he had
many other girls
before me in his back seat in the same condition I was now
in. He was kissing me and playing with my wet pussy. I had
to make a decision, how far would I let this go. I was
fairly drunk but not as drunk as my brother now was. I
tried on last time to put up a little resistance and the
second I did my brother called me a bitch and told me to
start putting out or I'd find myself walking back to the
dorm. His words were a huge slap in the face. He again
started to play with my pussy and I felt him slowly start
to finger fuck me. I put my head back and started to think
of L.A., the bright lights, the music video I would be in
with all my friends seeing me, and the nice lifestyle all
the other girls were now living. I felt my body start to
respond and I just decided I couldn't stop it so I wouldn't.
I let out a little NO as I felt my brothers thick cock start
to rub up and down my wet pussy lips. I wanted to push him
away but I didn't. Seconds later his cock was sliding up
inside of me and I grunted loudly for about four or five
hard strokes as my body adjusted to the size of his dick.
I felt him guide my legs around his back and
he started to
call me the tightest cunt that he had ever fucked in the
back seat of his car. He really talked dirty to me and
called me all sorts of names as he fucked me and pushed
my ass up and down until I moved it on my own. I had been
with guys before but none treated me a nastily as my own
brother was doing. I whispered in his ear to please pull
out of me because I wasn't on the pill or anything like
that. I kissed him and really gave him a good ride just
hoping he would at least respect me enough to pull out like
I asked him to. We fucked for about five minutes and I
listened to my own brother tell me what a slut I was and
hot great my ass felt moving slowly around for him as he
fucked me. It was a huge eye opener for me but I didn't
stop assisting my brother in what he was doing to me. He
told me to move my ass faster because I wasn't trying hard
enough for him. The second I sped up he let out a moan and
then I felt the heat of his cum as it started to shoot deep
up inside my body. I tried to pull back but Simon easily
kept his cock deep up inside of me and I yelled at him
he should have pulled out. Now I had to worry about my
own brother getting me pregnant.
I heard my brother laugh as he told me I would
be lucky
to be knocked up by him. He told me all the other girls
tried their hardest to get him to knock them up, I was
the first he actually wanted fill with his cum. It didn't
make sense to me but it made perfect sense to my brother.
He finally got off of me and he somehow got us both back
to my dorm without being stopped by the cops. He wasn't
drinking worth a damn at all. He took me all the way to
my room and I was expecting him to say goodnight and go
back to his hotel room. Instead he came in with me, told
me I was the perfect date tonight, then he started to
unbutton my shirt and strip me completely naked. He guided
me to my bed and he found out I wasn't going to be any
problems to him for the rest of the night. He fucked me
hard for 20 minutes then we both fell to sleep with his
cock buried deep inside my pussy. Three hours later I felt
him turning me over and he fucked me from behind as he
played with my tits and again told me what a sexy slut I
could be when I tried. By the time I woke up that morning,
I had three huge loads of cum swimming around inside my
body. My bed sheets were soaked with a mixture of my own
juices and my brother's sperm.
I was feeling so low as my brother helped
me up and I looked
at his naked body as he led me to the shower. We both
washed up and I didn't say a word as he put another of the
tiny outfits he bought for me on my body. He quickly
packed up only a few things for me then we drove to his
hotel where he packed up and checked out. By noon we were
at the airport where my brother bought us first class
tickets for L.A. international. I was again treated like
I owned the world in first class. It was the best airplane
flight I had ever had. I had to kiss my brother a lot and
I knew something was up when he asked for a blanket. He
laughed and smiled at me as he slowly slipped my tiny pair
of panties right down my legs. When nobody was looking he
stuffed them in his pocket then he played with my wet pussy
for the rest of the trip to L.A. I don't know why I didn't
fight him back but I was his very cooperative girlfriend
just like he had expected me to be.
That day I met the band and my new life as
their exclusive
groupie was about to begin. That night I found myself
in bed with three of them including my brother. I never
knew there was so many ways to make love and for a guy to
get his rocks off. I didn't know I was the least resistive
girl of any my brother had brought back with him. For the
next month I was with so many guys that the band knew I
couldn't keep up with them. Of course my brother loved every
little second of it. His revenge was complete and when I
went crying to him to tell him I was pregnant it even made
things that much better for him. I soon found myself in
bed with other girls that the band also picked up to have
fun with. I was taught exactly how to act, actly how to
please either a guy or another girl.
My brother took me on
all his long tours with him and finally that day came when
I delivered a heathy baby boy in an L.A. hospital. I've
never looked back since then. I'm a full fledged groupie
that will do whatever it takes to make the guys in the
band happy. I've been in two music videos and just like
my brother said, I've not wanted for a thing. I don't
know whether to thank my parents or cuss them out. Their
words still ring out in my brother's ears everytime he sees
me, 'IF ONLY YOU COULD BE HALF THE PERSON YOUR SISTER IS'.
