Home for a Week (Rape version)

“The emergency phone numbers are on the fridge, and if you have any questions we’ll have our cell phones, you know our numbers,” my parents told me.

My parents were going to Tahiti for a week during summer vacation, leaving me and my 13 year old sister Aubrey home alone for the week. When they told me this was going to happen the week before, I started going over all the plans for the party I was going to throw.

“Mr. and Mrs. Robinson from next door are home all week, and we specifically told them to watch out for any partying that might be going on. You can have one or two friends over, but NO PARTIES.” They told me, throwing all my thoughts out the window.

I watched them pull out of the driveway in my dad’s red Audi TT coupe and speed off to the airport. I closed the curtains and looked back at Aubrey who was sitting on the couch. Her short pink skirt was sexily revealing the top of her thigh, as she sat indian style on our couch. She was about 5’1, 100 pounds, petite and very pretty. Guys had been giving her the eye by the time she was 11, and I frequently overheard her having sex with guys as old as 18 while my parents were out at dinner or something. She had brown hair that fell just past her shoulders. She had these gorgeous brown eyes that practically screamed out “fuck me” if she looked at you a certain way. She had breasts that were quite developed for a girl her age, I sneaked a peak at her bra a while ago, and read 34B, and she was never shy at showing off her seductive figure.

My name is Chris, I was 17 and kind of the archetypical “all-American” kid.