My parents weren't home when I got home from college. I let the door slam behind me as I dropped my bag at the base of the stairs and went straight through to the kitchen. I grabbed a can of coke and then jogged up the stairs, my short skirt flapping around my ass as I went.

I pushed open my bedroom door only to see that I was not home alone after all. The smile slipped off my face when I saw my little brother sitting at my desk. He spun around in my chair, his eyes wide and alight with mischief.

"What are you doing here?" I asked....