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Sisterly love

Sisterly Love, Part I by Anokil, edited by Cherry It’s not easy for a single mother. Especially not with two girls in puberty. My husband left me shortly after the birth of my second daughter and the only thing I have seen of him since then is his monthly cheque. I think I did a good job with raising my two daughters. They were good girls, always obeyed me and helped me in the house. But then puberty started and they totally changed. Well, they still obeyed me but they seemed to hate one another, always shouting at each other, slamming doors and never leaving the other alone. Most of the time it was about some music CDs or their clothes. They were nearly the same size and so they both fitted in the same clothes and just took them from each other without asking. Sometimes they would take an item of clothing just to make the other angry. I hadn’t a single second without hearing them scream at each other and soon became tired of trying to separate them. I just didn’t know what I could do to make them love each other again. But then I found a way by accident. Sonja was 14 at that time and her younger sister Anja was just 13. I got home from a hard day at work and was greeted by their shouting and yelling at each other as usual. I told them to be quiet and to stop fighting because I was tired and had a little headache. They stopped fighting as usual when I asked them to stop. But as usual they started fighting not 5 minutes later. I got up from the couch again, closed my eyes ...

... and took a deep breath. Then I went into their ‘lion’s cage’. They were in Anja’s room still shouting at each other. “What is this all about?” I asked quietly. They stopped instantly and then they started babbling at the same time. “She has my…”, “But she did…” “Stop!” I shouted. “You first,” I said to Sonja. “But she…” Anja said. I only had to raise my finger to stop her. Sonja grinned in triumph. “She took my top again and I wanted to wear it today.” “Is that true?” I asked Anja. “Well… yes. It’s her top. But she only wants to wear it because I’m wearing it now.” “But it’s her top, right?” “Y-yes...” “OK then. Strip.” “What?” Anja screamed totally surprised. “I said strip. If it’s Sonja’s top you have to strip.” “Ok, Ok” Anja took the top off, standing there in her tiny little bra and handed the top over to her sister. Sonja was grinning now in total triumph. Both waited now for my word to go into their own rooms and not to fight over each others clothes again. And that was the moment I got the idea how to get them to love each other again and not to fight anymore. “What did I tell you?” I asked Anja. “What? Well, to give her the top back and not to take each others clothes without asking and…” “Didn’t I ask you to strip?” “You what?” Anja asked astonished. Of course I only wanted her to just take off the top at first but now I wanted her to strip completely. Both girls looked at me in total shock. I couldn’t really mean it, could I? “Strip!” I repeated slowly and quietly so ...