Katie shut the kitchen refridgerator and sighed. No sodas left. Just her luck. She would have to go to the basement to get one. She trudged out of the kitchen and down the entry way, where the basement stairway was. She heard something coming from down there. She frowned, and stooped a little to look down the stairway. She saw someone down on the couch. Her eyes struggled to see down into the dim basement.

She gasped silently and hid behind the wall next to the stairs. She took a deep breath and slowly looked again. Sandra was laying on the couch in front of the TV, and Scott was on top of her. They were both half naked and quietly moaning. They were having sex.

Oh my god...she's sixteen....he's almost eighteen. Oh shit, I hope she's smart enough to use protection. Holy shit....this is not good. Good thing it was me who caught them....

Katie quickly tip toed back to the kitchen. She suddenly felt like a soda could wait. She could bareley believe her little sister was having sex. She could tell by the way they were moving that this was not their first time, either. This is not good...., she thought. Not good at all....

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