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It was the summer after my second year in college and I had just turned 20. It was mid July and I had been taking some courses over the summer and hadn’t had hardly anytime to spend with my friends back home. I had a one-week break before taking the last of summer classes and I decided to head home for a week. When I told my parents of my plans they told me that I had bad timing as this week was going to be the same week they were heading to Scotland to celebrate their 25th anniversary. I loved my parents but the real reason I was coming home this time was to catch up with friends before school started for everyone again. About a week before my trip my mom called and told me that some plans had changed and that my two youngest sisters, who were supposed to go stay with my aunt and uncle, were going to be home that week and would I make sure they stayed out of trouble. I kind of chuckled at that because my sisters were not really the trouble kind. They were both very popular but were also great students so they weren’t going to do anything too stupid. Maybe they’d stay out too late with friends or something but that was about it. I wasn’t going to police my sisters but I told my mom I would do what I could.
To tell you a little about my family I was the second oldest at 20 and the only boy. My oldest sister Jodi was 24 and had moved to San Francisco right after college a couple years before. The rest of us lived in Wisconsin. I went to school at UW Madison while my family lived about three hours northwest of there in Lacrosse. My sister Hannah was 16 and my sister Emily was 14.
My last class ended on Thursday afternoon and a friend of mine was supposed to be having a party at the lake in Madison that night. I was going to head home on Friday morning sometime. The party was an outdoor thing and it poured rain that afternoon so I decided to head home right after class instead. My parents were already gone so there was no reason to contact them and I didn’t even think to call my sisters. It was Thursday night in small town Wisconsin so I decided to just head to my one buddy’s house and watch baseball and drink a few beers. We weren’t old enough to go to bars (we did anyway of course) so that worked fine. I was getting ready to leave when I remembered that I hadn’t called my sisters to tell them I’d be home. It was about 11:30 and I thought they might have gone to bed so I didn’t call, I just headed home.
My parents lived outside of Lacrosse on sort of a backcountry road. The house sat on 7 acres of land and actually had it’s own little pond/lake that my dad had stocked for he and his buddies to fish. The closest neighbor was about ½ a mile away. The house itself was U shaped ranch with a courtyard in the middle. To the right was the garage and behind that the kitchen and family room, my mom called it the great room. To the left were the bedrooms and the deck wrapped around the whole back of the house. My room was as far to the left as you could get and there were doors off the deck so I parked my car and went straight into my room. I hadn’t been there for about three months but everything was pretty much how I left it, but neater. I dropped off my backpack and decided to go to the kitchen and get something to eat. I knew my mom would have the fridge stocked for us. My sister’s rooms were right across the hall from mine so I quietly made my way out of my room. The hall lights were out so I was sure they were asleep. From there I headed down the long hallway to the “great room”. In between was the formal living room/dining room and then there was a door to reach where I was going. Right before I got to the door I head sounds coming from in there but I didn’t hear a TV. Before going in I listened for a second and what I heard sounded like sex. I sort of laughed to myself figuring Hannah had a boyfriend over and I had failed to keep them out of trouble, but I also realized I was a day early so not my problem. Still I listened a little more and that’s when it got really weird.
“Does that feel good like that?” I heard through the door. It sounded like my 16-year-old sister Hannah.