The Fisherman's Nude Sister
For the record: All characters engaging in any sexual activities are at least 18 years of age!
A huge thanks to my editor RFFAST for his hard work fixing all my errors.
My Sister Lisa and I had a wonderful life growing up on a small farm outside our little town. We would get off the bus in the afternoon and drop our bags near the back door and run off into the paddocks or down at the creek to play until the darkness told us that it was time for dinner. Like all the other families in our area, my Father worked the farm, and Mum looked after the house.
My Sister was always the life of the party, talking to anyone and able to make friends easily. Where I couldn't speak more than six words to anyone until I had known them for over a year. At school, she had a large group of friends who hung around like groupies, and I had two mates I had known all my life. I left school as soon as I could and worked anywhere I could use my hands. After my eighteenth birthday, I got an offer to work on a fishing boat and set myself up to leave. All I had left was to tell my parents and, of course, Lisa.
"I got a good offer to work on a boat. I will be gone for eight months and earn more than I can in three years working here.' I said, and Dad just nodded his head.
Mum was relatively restrained, but I could tell it was not her favourite news. On the other hand, Lisa was devastated and in tears the second my leaving registered in her fifteen-year-old brain, wailing at me not to leave her. I had no idea she would react like this, as I didn't think we were that close. Her reaction startled me, and I saw a tear come to Mum's eye as Lisa curled up in my arms, sobbing.
I left the following week on the train to the city. I waved back at my family from the window, as Lisa and Mum both tried to smile, and Dad dug them both in the ribs, but was still unable to lighten the mood.
I was just walking off the platform in the city when I saw a man totally out of place here. He looked about as foreign to me as I was to the rest of the people bustling around us. "You must be Conner." He said, with a big smile.
"Glad to meet you, Captain John," I said, holding out my hand.
The following day, we boarded the boat, stocking it with food. My education began with the Captain showing me how to repair the nets, and we were soon heading out to sea. I threw up for the next twenty-four hours straight the moment we went out past the heads. I got over it soon enough, as I didn't see land again for over a month. I worked hard and worked long hours, but I learned something new every day.
The months at sea with just the two of us were a blessing as I got along better with Captain John and the fish than I ever had with ordinary people. And after the second season and at Captain John's urging, I applied for my Captain's license, so I could drive the boat any time he couldn't. I almost couldn't believe it when Mom told me it had been over four years since I had been back to the farm and pleaded with me to come home for Christmas this year. I knew I couldn't refuse, as I thought there might be some engagement news on the cards for Lisa who would be, Shit! My little sister would be nineteen by now.
I got off the train and was surprised that only Dad came up to greet me. "What's going on?" I asked before he got a chance to pick up my bag.
"Your Mum's in the city with Lisa. She is having trouble." Dad answered, and I could tell he was not saying something.
Two days later, Mum drove up the driveway and jumped out of the car, tears streaming down her face. She leapt into my arms, pulling Dad into her too.
"What?" I asked, as she was almost strangling me.
"We have lost her," she said, and a chill went through my body.
"What do you mean we have lost her. How the fuck can we have lost Lisa? She is only a kid." I said, but Mum couldn't even speak.
"She is nineteen, Conner, and the drugs have her now, with marks on her arms and scratches on her face and body. She is lost to us now. All we can do is walk away and hope she survives." Mum said in tears, as I looked at Dad, and he just stared off into the distance.
"How do I find her, Mum?" I asked, as I saw how defeated they were.
"You can't get her, the pimp watches everything from the corner, and he has a gun stuck down inside the door of his car," Mum said, her head hung low as we sat out under our old tree.
"Is he the one supplying the drugs?" I asked, and Mum nodded.
"Mum, I won't be back for a long time. Know I love you both, but if I do this, I'm going to take her away, somewhere that no pimp can ever find her. If you don't know where I'm taking her, you can't tell anyone who comes looking." I said, and went to pack my bag.
"Don't bring her back here, Conner. I can't forgive her for what she has done." Dad said, and I saw the light go out of his eyes.
"She is my Sister, and I will get her out or die trying. It's a shame you can no longer see the Sister I remember." I said as the taxi pulled up to the front gate.
I caught the next train to the city, checking out the corner Mum described. I spotted the beat-up old car and the tall, ugly, strung-out prick that was driving it. I watched as he talked to one girl, then another and then got back into his car. I looked again, not believing my eyes, the first girl he spoke to was Lisa, and I hadn't even recognised her.
Mum's description of my Sister's condition had been kind. She was all skin and bone, her ribs showing from under the skimpy top she wore. I walked to a hire car company I had spotted a few blocks away and rented a car for a few days, nothing flashy, just something unmemorable. I drove around the block a few times with a hat pulled down over my face and a pair of dark glasses covering my eyes. I undid my long hair and let it cover my face before driving up to the corner.
"Are you looking for a good time?" The other girl asked, and she looked in about the same shape as Lisa.
"What's the price for two hours?" I asked, and she told me four hundred.
"Too rich for me," I said, and rolled around the corner to pull up beside Lisa.
"Want to party?" She said, leaning in the window and pulling her top down enough to show me most of her breasts.
"What about two hours," I said, in as gruff a voice as I could muster.
She looked over to the first girl, and I saw her hold up four fingers. "Three hundred." She said, and I nodded.
She put out her hand for the cash, and I pulled out my wallet. She took it and ran back to the old car with the money. It took a few minutes until she came back and opened the door. She had pulled an old coat over her shoulders when she sat in the seat.
I drove away from the corner, trying not to look at her and give myself away. I saw her removing her panties as we went and putting them into the oversized bag she had placed between us. "Do you have a room, or are we parking?" She asked, and I hardly recognized her voice, as there was no innocence left in it at all.
"I have a place for us," I said, and I saw her trying to check me out.
"Why are you hiding your face like that?" She asked as she slipped her fingers into the door handle.
"Lisa, let go of the door," I said, as I hit the accelerator and looked her right in the eyes.
"Oh, God no! Conner!" She said, and the light came on inside the car. I reached over and slammed the door shut and gripped onto her spindly arm.
"No! Fuck you, let me go." She screamed and punched my hand.
"I'm taking you away from this city," I said, but she had other ideas and scratched at my arm.
"Fuck you, let me out." She said, as I could feel the blood dripping from the marks on my skin.
"I will knock you out if I have to. That's happened before by the look of your chipped teeth." I said, and gripped her arm tighter to let her know I wasn't kidding.
She was like a trapped wild cat as she turned in her seat and kicked at my body, exposing her bare pussy to me in the process. "Let me out, you cunt." She screamed.
"I'm not the one selling myself on the street. Now sit still." I said, shaking her and bouncing her light body off the door frame.
"At least Jackson's there for me." She said as she settled down for the moment.
"Well, where is all the money you make?" I asked, but I already knew the answer.
"He is holding it for me." She answered, stupidly.
"Putting it into his crack pipe, more like it," I said, as I looked at the stranger beside me.
I drove for the next hour with one hand on the wheel and the other holding her arm. I didn't stop, even with her throwing a fit every half an hour or so. She ended up mostly naked with her top and skirt both gathered around her waist. She was so out of it that she hardly noticed that her Brother could see all of her body. She used to be so beautiful, but now her breasts had no fullness. Her body was covered with marks and bruises, and her bones poked out from her skin at every joint.
I pulled up to the small port I had the boat tied up to and dragged Lisa along the dock as she kicked and screamed all the way. I pulled her onto the boat and threw her into the forward cabin and locked it from the outside.
I messaged the rental company and told them where to find the car, and told them to bill my credit card for any additional charges for the retrieval. When I stepped back onto the boat, I could hear everything in the forward cabin being thrown onto the floor. "Let me the fuck out of here." She screamed as I listened to another piece of furniture hitting the back of the door.
I started the boat, threw the lines, and puttered out of the harbor to the sounds of crashing and banging and a lot of "Fuck you Conner!", coming from below. I motored out to sea and cruised all night. It was all quiet downstairs by the time the sun was coming up from below the waves. I knew it would be stormy for a while, but it was beautiful and peaceful for the moment.
