I walked in to see her getting settled in my bed. As I started to get in beside her she shook her head.

"Aren't you a little over-dressed for bed mister?"

In a flash I was down to my boxers and climbing under the sheets beside my sister who was already in just her panties. With little preamble we were back in each other's arms, kissing and caressing and grateful that no one else was at home.

Jessica had two sides to her. One side was the unsure, scared girl that only came out when an attack hit. During those moments, she hardly seemed to have a voice, much less...