Raping my little sister; a teenage boy’s dream
Reflections on raping my pre-teen sister. “Kids, I’m going to the shop, entertain yourselves for a few hours”, my mom yelled as she closed the door. Those words I had waited to hear all day and entertain myself I shall. As soon as she closed that door my attention was fixed on my sister, I listened, she is in the shower I thought, excellent. I went into her room and got into position behind her door so she wouldn’t know I was there until the last minute. I am going to rattle you I thought. I was hard as a rock at this point my heart was racing, it had been nearly a year since I had raped her. She was adapting and making it hard. She would go to sleep with several layers of …