Silence Is Sexy

NOTE - This is fictional, everyone engaged in sex is 18. Thanks to ThatEditorGuy for taking a look at the story.

*****

"My life is over!" Carla exclaimed.

"They're not that bad. Lots of people have braces," her mother commented.

"Not when they're about ready to start college. People are going to think that I'm thirteen!" she cried.

"How did that tree taste when you bit it so hard?" Daniel asked her.

He was her brother and wouldn't ever let her live this down. She had gone on a ski trip in Switzerland with her boyfriend and his family and ended up smacking into a European spruce. In addition to loosening several of her teeth, she had broken her leg and suffered some rather extensive bruising on her face. Although he teased her, in reality he was happy that she was home and other than her attitude, she seemed to be OK.

"Shut up, prick!" Carla retorted.

"Carla, Daniel, you two had better try and get along. Start working on it now cause you know your father and I are leaving next week."

"Oh Mom! You can't leave me with him! John will take care of me," Carla said. John was her boyfriend.

"You mean like 'snuff you out' take care of you? Because it looks like he came pretty close last time," Daniel commented.

"It wasn't his fault!" Carla whined.

"Your brother has a point. John can come over if he wants, but you're going to be staying here. I just want to have you alive when we get back from our trip," her mother said.

"I'll take good care of you," Daniel said. When his mother wasn't looking, but his sister still was, he drew a finger across his throat to suggest her impending doom.

*****

Daniel came home late in the afternoon from the golf course the next day. Although not a star, he was on the university's golf team and wanted to get some practice in before the season started up. The first sight that greeted him when he entered the house was his sister wiping away tears and blowing her nose into a tissue. It would seem that she had turned the living room into her personal laboratory of self pity while he was out. Before he could even say a word, she waved him off.

"Go away!" she shouted. She appeared to be utterly miserable.

He found his mother in the kitchen.

"So, what's wrong with her this time?" he asked.

"The wonderful John called and informed her that he thought that they needed some time apart," his mother replied.

"She probably drove him crazy after she hit that tree. I can't blame him for not wanting to be around her. Still, what an asshole," Daniel commented.

"Yeah," his mother agreed. "Look, Danny, do me a favor and try to be nice to her. I honestly don't know what to do with her. I don't even know if your father and I should go away now," she said.

"Don't be silly, you guys have been waiting to go to the islands for years. I can handle her, I'll just switch tactics. If that doesn't work, I'll just lock her in the basement," he replied.

"I hope it doesn't come to that, the poor girl," his mother said with a sigh.

Daniel decided to let Carla have her space for a while before he went and talked to her. It was after dark, she was laying on her bed in her room.

"What do you want?" she asked, seeing his approach.

"I just wanted to say that I'm sorry about John. It's no fun to see you crying all of the time. I was wondering if there was anything that I could do for you," he replied.

"Oh. I thought you were just going to pick on me some more," she said.

"Usually, but not this time. Do you need anything?"

"Well, I...do you promise that you won't pick on me?" she asked.

"Promise," he replied.

"I have to go to the bathroom," she said.

"Do you want me to help you into your wheelchair or something?" he asked.

"Yeah. I need help pulling my shorts down and getting onto the toilet. Mom's been helping me, could you get her if you don't want to do it?" she asked.

"No, I'll do it. She's going to be leaving in a couple of days anyway. I might as well get used to it," he said.

Carla had a heavy cast on her left leg the ran from the top of her foot to about eight inches above her knee. She had crutches, but was still sore enough throughout her entire body that she couldn't use them properly yet. She had to spend much of her time laying down with her leg elevated.

With some help from her brother, she got into her wheelchair and they headed to the bathroom.

"All right. How do you want to do this?" he asked.

"I need you to help me balance while I pull down my shorts. Then I'll just kind of spin and sit down on the potty," she said.

They accomplished the task easy enough, though Daniel did feel a bit uncomfortable in seeing his sister's naked ass. He got a pretty good glimpse at her pussy, too, when she first sat down. Daniel quickly turned his back and headed for the door. Carla was somewhat amused that she was making her brother squirm.

"What's wrong, Danny? You don't like to watch ladies pee? I didn't think that you would mind, considering what I found in your DVD collection," she called to him.

"Well I...hey, you went through my stuff?" He couldn't really argue with the fact that he had several x-rated videos in his room. He thought that they were in a place where no one else would find them. Apparently that was not the case.

"Yeah, I went through your room a while ago. I wanted to see if you had anything interesting in there I might want. I didn't find anything worth stealing, though. I'm done, by the way," she added.

"And here I am trying to be nice. I ought to just leave you there," he said. He went and helped her up anyway. They went back to her room and got her on her bed in a comfortable position.

"Thanks Danny. I couldn't help but pick on you when I saw your face turn red. I think it's just a natural instinct to rub it in, you know?" she asked.

"Yeah, I know." He supposed that he would rather have her be a smart ass than be moping around all brokenhearted. "Why don't you text me if you need something? I'll be in my room, I'm going to go make sure that nothing's missing."

*****

Daniel drove his parents to the airport on the morning that their trip began. After the farewells and several promises to be nice to his sister, he returned home. Carla was laying on the couch, watching TV. She still wasn't in the best of moods, she was having a hard time getting over John. Several of her friends had been over to visit, but they seemed to only depress her more when she had to tell the story of everything that had happened to her in the past weeks.

"How you feeling there, my little angel?" Daniel asked.

"Bored," she replied, ignoring the sarcasm.

"Your face is looking a lot better. You're almost back to being the beautiful little sister that I know and love," he said. She did look much better than she had when she had first returned home from her disaster of a ski trip. The bruising and swelling on her face was almost gone.

"Don't you ever get tired of picking on me?" she asked.

"I'm not picking. You're beautiful and I love you. I kind of have to, being your brother and all."

"Thanks, I guess. Love you too, but only because I have to," she said.

"So, can I get you anything? Want me to give you a sponge bath?" he asked.

"You're such a pervert. I can wash myself, thanks," she replied. She tried to sound disgusted, but couldn't help but smile.

"You didn't seem to have a problem peeing in front of me the other night. Are you sure that makes me the pervert?" he asked.

"That was different because it was hilarious. Your face turned so red that I thought your head might explode," she pointed out.

"Yeah, I don't think I was meant to watch such things," he responded.

"You must have seen it before, I went through your DVD's, remember? You liked it, just admit it," she said.

"Well, we'll see how you like peeing in your pants for the next eight days. I don't think I'm going to help you again."

"That's all right. I think I can do it now with my crutches, anyway. You can still watch if you want," she chuckled.

"Would you stop it with that? I'm sure if I went through your room I'd find something I could use against you. If only I could find a time to do it without you being able to stop me. Hey, how about right now?" he wondered aloud. Daniel grabbed his sister's wheelchair and headed off in the direction of her bedroom.

"Danny! Don't be an asshole, don't do that! Danny!" she called after him as he disappeared down the hallway.

Daniel didn't actually go into Carla's room. He was going to take a shower. It was fun to let her think he was going through her stuff. Served her right. It didn't take him too long, and when he was done he went back to the living room. Carla was still on the couch, of course, looking miserable again.

"I don't know about you, sis. And you called me a pervert!" he teased.

"You shouldn't have gone through my stuff and you wouldn't have seen anything. Bring my chair over here and leave me alone!" she yelled. She was seething. He pushed the wheelchair back over by the couch.

"Relax, I didn't even go into your room, I just took a shower. I just wanted to make you sweat a little. I'm not super nosy like you," he said.

He was pretty curious as to what she had in her room that she was getting so defensive about, though. One look at her brother and Carla could tell that he was probably telling the truth. His hair was still wet and he had on different clothes. She relaxed visibly.

"Oh, all right. I'm sorry I yelled. There's stuff in there I don't want you to see, all right? Promise me you won't go snooping OK?" she asked.

"I promise. I still ought to though. You looked through mine," he stated.

"I didn't really go through your stuff, either. I went in your room to get your copy of 'Thor' because Mom and I wanted to watch it when you were out one night. You left the case to your porno on top of your DVD player. I couldn't help but see it. I didn't tell Mom or anything. I won't pick on you about it anymore," she said, acting like she was about to cry.

Daniel put a hand on her shoulder.

"Hey, you can pick on me about whatever you want. You're allowed. I'll try not to leave any filthy porn lying around for you to find, though. Do you want me to go, or do you want to hang out?" he asked. Carla shrugged her shoulders.

"We can hang out if you want. I don't have any plans except to lay here and be miserable. My leg's been bugging me the last couple of days," she replied.

"You've been miserable enough lately. What can I do to cheer you up?" he asked.

"Well..."

Daniel sat on the couch with his sister's feet on his lap. He was just finishing up painting her toenails a lime-green color. It seemed to take him forever. He'd get one done only to have his sister say there was something wrong with it. Then he would have to clean it off and start over.

"How's that?" he asked, not sure whether he would like the answer or not.

"They look very pretty now. Thank you, Danny," she smiled, revealing her braces. She was right, they did remind Daniel of when she was thirteen and had braces on back then. These were a slightly different style from what she had. She wouldn't have to wear them for nearly as long as she did the first time, either.

"What are you smiling at?" she asked.

"I was just thinking about how cute you look with your braces. It reminds me when you had them the first time," he replied. Carla sighed.

"I was afraid of that. People are going to think I'm a little kid."

"Well, if these people take a look at your body, I'm pretty sure they won't think you're a little kid," he said.

"What do you mean?" she asked.

"I mean you're a grown woman, and you have the body of one," he replied, his eyes moving to the firm mounds of her breasts.

"Oh. You're talking about my boobs then. How clever."

"Can't you just take a compliment when I give you one?" Daniel asked, exasperated.

"I'm sorry Danny. I just get bitchy sometimes," she said.

"Yeah, I know. Move your legs, I'm getting up." Daniel had had enough of his sister for the time being. He had been trying to cheer her up but was starting to think that he might not be able to. Maybe she was just destined to be a miserable bitch for the rest of her life. He avoided her for the next few hours. He figured if she really needed something, he would hear her screaming.

*****

Carla lay on the couch, thinking about her situation. She missed John. Even though she knew he was kind of an arrogant, rich-kid jerk, she had thought that he would stick by her side while she recovered from her injuries. As soon as their plane touched down state-side, he split. It would seem that she wasn't worth his time now that he wasn't able to fuck her at his convenience. He had said that he loved her countless times over the past year. He was such a fake.

Carla was also hoping that she didn't irritate her brother too much. They had always been fairly mean to each other, but she had to admit that he was being pretty great to her lately. She was sure that he had gone to look through her room earlier, and that would have been supremely embarrassing. He probably would have found her vibrator, but what she was mostly worried about were the pictures. She had a small collection of photos that she and John had taken. They were mostly of her, some involving him and her. They were all very explicit. Carla realized that she should have probably gotten rid of them, but she couldn't bring herself to. There was something that she found amazingly hot about getting her picture taken, and just looking at them was enough to excite her. It was the best masturbation that she ever had. Pretty soon she found herself heading to her room for a little alone time.

Daniel was in the kitchen, carving himself off a piece of watermelon. He heard his sister go into her room and shut the door. It was a good thing that she was getting around on her own better than what she had been. It probably wasn't all that easy. He was just getting ready to dig into his slice when the doorbell rang.

Sadly, he abandoned his fruit and went to open the door. It was Carla's friend, Karen.

Karen was much different from his sister, which was one of the reasons that he always had liked her. She was a tall girl, close to six feet. Slender, but also seemed to fill out whatever outfit she was wearing nicely. Karen wore glasses that led Daniel to refer to her as 'the sexy librarian' whenever she wasn't around. She was soft spoken and friendly, she and Daniel had always gotten along.

"Hi, come in," Daniel said.

"Hi. I came to see how your sister is doing," she said with a smile. Daniel smiled back.

"Sure. She's pretty bummed out about John, but I think that she's healing up nicely. Do you think you could try and cheer her up a little? I've been trying, but I think that I get on her nerves more than anything else," he said.

"I'm sure that she appreciates it, Danny. I'll see what I can do, though," she replied.

"OK then. She just went into her room."

Karen went down the hall while Daniel went back to his watermelon. She knocked on the door to Carla's room and announced her presence.

"Carla, it's Karen. Are you up for a visit?" she asked. She had her hand on the door knob, but it was locked.

"I'm, I'm just changing my clothes. I'll be out in a minute," replied Carla, her voice sounding strained.

"All right," Karen responded. She didn't think much of it, oblivious to the fact that Carla was actually in her room masturbating to naked pictures of herself. She went to find Daniel to chat with him for a bit.

"What, did she kick you out already?" he asked.

"No. She's locked in her room changing her clothes," Karen said.

"Locked in her room, huh? Must be she thought I was going to spy on her," he said in between bites of his watermelon.

"Do you do that a lot?" she asked, cocking an eyebrow.

"Spy on her? Naw, I wouldn't dare. Have you ever made her mad before? Terrifying. Want some watermelon?" he offered.

"Sure," Karen smiled.

After a few minutes, Carla came rolling into the kitchen to join them.

"Well, if it isn't my brother and the sexy librarian. You two look chummy," she stated.

"What?" Karen giggled.

"The sexy librarian, that's what he calls you when you're not around," Carla informed her. Karen smiled. Daniel turned crimson red.

"I swear to God, Carla! Karen, do you think you could teach her to be nice?" Daniel whined, clearly embarrassed.

The three of them ate watermelon and made small talk for a while. When he found that Karen was going to stick around for a bit, Daniel decided that he would slip away to hit some golf balls over at the range. The girls ended up back in the living room so that Carla could lie down and put her leg up.

"So, is your brother seeing anyone?" Karen asked.

"Not right now, I don't think. Why? You gonna try to make a man out of him?" Carla wondered.

"I don't know about that, but I wouldn't mind going out with him sometime," Karen replied.

"Why?" Carla had to ask. She found it hard to believe that her friend was actually attracted to him.

"Oh come on! He's sweet, he's funny, and he's pretty good looking," Karen explained.

"He's certainly funny, I give you that. I don't know about the other two, though. He did paint my toenails this morning, I guess that was kind of sweet," Carla said.

"You're just too busy ripping on him all the time to see him the way that I do. Your nails look nice, by the way."

*****

Daniel was driving back from the range, trying to think of things he could do that would irritate his sister. He wouldn't have to do them immediately, he could stash them away in his brain for the right moment. For some reason, he was coming up blank. He'd hate to think that he was getting soft in his old age. Maybe he could check the internet later for some inspiration. He thought that he might be better off being nice to her for a little while so that he could ply her for information about Karen, anyway. He wouldn't mind taking the sexy librarian out sometime.

The girls were still in the living room when he made it back to the house. They seemed to be captivated by teenage pregnancy on MTV.

"Hello ladies. How's my little sis-monster doing? Were you OK without me?" he asked.

"Yeah Danny, I survived the whole hour and a half without you. It wasn't hard, really," Carla replied.

"I was thinking about dinner in a little while. Karen, will you be joining us?" Daniel asked.

"Not tonight, thanks. I'm going to have be leaving here in a little bit. I might take you up on your offer some other time, though, if you wanted," Karen suggested.

"Sure, whenever you like. I'll look forward to it. What do you want to have, Carla?"

"I think I've lost my appetite," Carla replied, rolling her eyes.

Eventually, they decided to order in and got some Chinese. While they were in the kitchen eating, Carla was studying her brother, trying to figure out just what it was that Karen saw in him. He had his head tilted forward, sucking in a large clump of noodles.

"I just don't see it," she mumbled to herself.

"See what?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Oh, Karen seems to be attracted to you for some reason," she explained.

"Do you think that I'd be able to take her out?" he asked.

"I don't know, could you? She seems to be willing enough."

"Is it going to make you mad? Cause I won't if you're not comfortable with it," he said, slurping some more noodles.

"What difference does it make what I feel about it?" she asked.

"Look, why do you have to be so difficult? All I want to know is if it would be too weird for you if I dated one of your friends," he said.

"So you're saying you won't date her if I say 'no'?" she asked.

"Right."

"Even though you think that she's sexy and she obviously likes you?" she asked.