To be an older brother (or as they may say an old bother)
First post, short time lurker made up his mind quickly...

I have two younger sisters, one of whom I love dearly and the other I fight with like it was going out of fashion. Many years ago when I was 13 and she was 11 I won an argument with her (not surprising for although she has passion she’s rarely consistent). In an act of vengeance she smeared the contents of a small bottle of vaseline over my bedroom door, sheets, pillowcases, duvet, posters, books, bedside lamp and anything else she could find. She was most impressed, unlike my mother who gave her a right bollocking. Sadly she is still proud of this to this day, bringing it up in family disputes as something I should be fearful of despite me having moved out some months back...

Having said that the other sister did have a habit of trying to flash me until she was nearly in her teens, after which her new game became trying to barge in on myself and my girly at the time to try and catch us doing thing that consenting partners are likely to do in ones bed. This stopped when she started developing an interest in boys and found privacy a very hard thing to come by (the other sister had some payback of her own there to be sure).
(Darklyte Religion's for people who don't think they're god, Wed 31 Dec 2008, 17:40, Reply)