“Hey!” the brother does not turn to look at the two figures on the couch, merely twists, irritated, shrugging the book onto the floor, shouts at the TV as the bad guys apparently are gaining the advantage… “I guess I better go to bed.” She glances sadly at him as he reclines, exhausted, leaning contentedly back in the couch. Xxx Her appetite for them seems insatiable to him as he peers sidelong at her over the top of his reading glasses, pretending to read the paper as he stares possessively at her long tanned legs, so smooth and brown, stretching sideways away from his body, out from under one of his t-shirts that she has adopted as a nightgown; he smiles as he watches her, lost in her book, twirling one long brown strand of hair around the end of her finger, brushing the soft ends
