Since I was a child, I have lived in the same room with my sister, and it must have been 16 years now. One day, I found my sister kissing and sniffing with a strange boy, both in bed and preparing to have sex with each other. I went in and made her boyfriend run away. I went crazy with jealous thoughts in my head, and I pushed her out and did something unforgivable to her. Although she kept saying that I was wearing a condom, because of jealousy, I didn't listen. After that day, I used to make you have sex with me no matter how much you refused. And finally my mother found out, I had to move into a private room, but I decided to move out and live alone. But before I left, I knew her feelings for me, she loved me and didn't want me to leave her...