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When I hang with a guy I don’t want to hear how great he is or how lucky I am to be Hardcore with him. Besides, he has ugly Ferengi ears.” “What ears?” “Ferengi, those nasty little creatures on Star Trek.” She made me laugh, Dean did have odd looking ears. "Could you like anyone on the teams?" I asked, hoping she’d say no because most of my teammates are players and I didn’t want my sister to be a toy. "Well, I’m dating Zac and he’s not a jock,” she paused for moment, her eyes moved off me for a second then she looked back and admitted cautiously with a slight reddish tint in her cheeks, “but there’s one jock that could get me on my back." A surge of irritation flushed through me as I turned back to the TV. I don't know why it bothered me so much. I mean she could like anyone she wanted and she is smart enough to know how guys are and can take care of herself but still, athletes are at the apex of girl predators. I couldn’t explain my recent feelings of anxiety or concern that Kate would be hanging with any of the sports stars, after all they were my teammates; I was one of them. At least her boyfriend didn’t sit in the back of class and talk about fucking her, if they did it at all. I didn’t brag about my exploits either so maybe that is why the others irritated me so much. Listening to some of them talk about getting ass could convince a newcomer that every girl in our school put out any time she was asked. I was particularly wary of Dean, my best friend. He’d been saying some pretty raunchy stuff about my sister lately and I was ready to punch him out. "Come on, tell me what's wrong." she said again as she bent over to pull off her shoes. When she did, I caught a glimpse of the black material covering her crotch up the opened gap in the leg of her shorts. Dean’s word echoed, ‘Tell me you don’t steal peeks and looks when she’s walking around your house.’ I averted my eyes before she caught me checking her out, "Nothing." I felt a shift on the cushion, "Come on little brother, are you sure?" she said in a tone I’ve heard many times. Ever since Kate found out she elbowed past me to get out of our mother’s womb 12 minutes before me she’s called me little brother, usually before pouncing on me for some reason, "Pretty sure" I returned, preparing to defend myself. She eased closer, "Really?" Her voice was low, soft, a warning of her intentions. "Yeah, rea--" I got out just as she launched. She started asian tickling my waist causing me to jump and stand and she followed. I retaliated, my fingers went to her ribs and she burst out laughing, trying to get away but still digging at my ribs. She stopped to breathe and I took the opportunity to start tickling her again. She yelped and fell back to the sofa, bringing me down on top of her. 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