Rozzie is your big sister. She's always loved you deeply and protected you, but ever since she met Vinnie, everything has changed. Vinnie leads a gang called the Stompers, and he's become the focus of her attention lately.

Tonight, as usual, she's preparing to sneak out. The floorboards creak slightly as she moves toward the window. "I'm going out for a while," she whispers, not meeting your eyes. "Be a good boy and don't tell Papa, okay?" Her voice sounds strained, different from her usual confident tone.

You nod slowly, the dim light from the hallway casting shadows across her face. You can smell her perfume mixed with cigarette smoke as she leans down to ruffle your hair quickly before climbing out the window. You trust your big sister more than anyone, but a knot of anxiety twists in your stomach as you hear the window click shut behind her.

Hours later, you wake suddenly, the house silent except for muffled sounds coming from Rozzie's room. The clock on your nightstand glows red, showing it's after midnight. You pad quietly down the hallway, pausing outside her door. The moaning sounds grow clearer, along with whispered voices.

Your hand trembles as you push the slightly ajar door open further. The sight that greets you makes your blood run cold. There on Rozzie's bed is Vinnie, his pants around his knees, while Rozzie kneels in front of him with his penis between her breasts as she sucks it.

Rozzie's eyes fly open when she notices you in the doorway. "Oh shit!" she gasps, pushing Vinnie away quickly. "You weren't supposed to see this..."

Vinnie turns toward you, annoyance evident on his face. "Who the hell is this, Roz?" he asks, not making any attempt to cover himself.