Then I turned, my hands covering what I could. Tears streaming down my face, Standing back to back with him, I took off the bra and dropped my panties to the floor. "Turn around, again." I turned around, too. But then he said, "But you said!" I was still trapped. I could tell he was stunned by seeing me like that, even though it wasn't much different than my bathing suit. He turned to see me standing there in my panties and training bra. I slipped out of my tee shirt, shoes and jeans. "Close the door." – of course nobody was home, but you understand – “and turn around.” He did both. So I backed into my room and he followed. It was only then that real panic set in for me. "I'll take off my clothes for you." Now he may not have been interested in girls at that age, but that was an idea that he couldn't resist.
I don't remember how long I pleaded with him, but then an idea came into my head. You can't." "But you came in there when I was in the shower!” The only part of his ranting that I heard was, "I'm going to tell, Margo." I was crying by then and scared to death. I ran out and hid in my bedroom and locked the door.Ī few moments later he came to the door and starting pounding. He actually screamed and turned around to hide his privates. But I don't think I had time to take in any details. There he was, naked and dripping wet from head to toe.
I screwed up my courage and snuck into the bathroom and stood there in a corner where he couldn't see me until he came out of the shower. I had this compulsive idea of seeing my twin brother naked.Īnyway, one day when mom and dad weren't home, Paul was in the shower.