Rubbing my sister's shoulders was all the more enjoyable now, with the closeness we had together. It wasn't erotic, it was my love for her as her brother. And she knew that.

After two or so scenes of the movie had passed, she tilted her head back, looking much more relaxed. "Can I ask you to rub my feet too?"

I nodded so she got up on the couch, sitting on the opposite end and putting her feet on my lap. Again, this wasn't new, though it was less frequent. She only asked for a foot rub when she was really stressed. Fortunately she had very pretty, delicate feet and...