## Introduction:
Hands pushing on my back woke me up. I opened my eyes and looked out the small net window over my head, it was not full daylight, but quickly dawning. The hands on my back pushed again, with more urgency, I rolled over to face my sister. “What the hell are you doing in my bed?” was the first thing she said.
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We settled into the sleeping bags, both of us on our stomachs, I had a book I was going to read but she just laid her head on the pillow watching me. I rolled to my back and held the book so the pages would catch the weak light from the battery lamp. My sister Helen flipped to her side away from me as if to sleep. We were on a family camping trip; mom, dad, me and my sister and our golden lab Screwball, AKA ‘Screw’. At that moment Screw was lying on my feet at the bottom of my bag. I tried to kick him off to move to Helen’s bed but he wouldn’t budge, my feet were pinned to the ground by the 70-pound dog. I was 18 at the time and my sister was quickly approaching 16 but since we only had two tents, I was forced to take Helen into one with me, our parents required their privacy. This had been the sleeping arrangements for years and they gave no thought to the fact I was pretty much an adult. I was going to have to spend four nights with my baby sister in the same space, I would have to be damn careful if I jacked off.