Shelly's twin brothers, Bobby and Johnny, were sixteen and the stars of the high school football and baseball teams. That wasn't really too surprising since Shelly's Dad, Chuck, was a retired professional football player and the coach of both the football and baseball teams at their high school. Shelly's Mom had died six years ago in an automobile accident so it was just she and the twins and her Dad. That was the problem, it wasn't the four of them, it was the three guys and her - two separate groups. All the three males wanted to talk about was sports, all they wanted to watch on TV was sports, and all they wanted to do when they went out was to go to sporting events. Shelly tried to fit in, to learn all about sports so that she could talk to them and be a part of the family. But, no matter how much she learned, no matter how many stats she could quote, her Dad and brothers mainly ignored her. In the last couple of years she had also taken on most of the domestic chores, washing clothes and cooking meals when they didn't order in pizza or Chinese food. She hoped that might gain her some acceptance, but instead the guys just assumed that she would do those jobs and went on being "jocks" and ignoring her.

Shelly had no real interest in the guys in her school, and anyway, being a freshman and the daughter of the Coach and little sister to the two biggest jocks in the school sort of discouraged any interest from the boys. Most of the guys were even afraid to talk to her in the hall or at her locker.

With a sigh she turned from the mirror and started getting dressed for school. She just wished she could do something or be someone that her Dad and brothers would notice. Just pay a little attention to her instead of treating her like some sort of free cook and maid. Tears of frustration filled her eyes and spilled down her cheeks - that made her even madder, crying like a girl! Just what her Dad and brothers would expect.

"FUCK!" She said loudly. Then she felt herself getting hot all over as she blushed - she had never said the "F Word" out loud before, she seldom even said it to herself. It made her feel even madder that she was embarrassed.

"FUCK, FUCK, FUCK, FUCK!" She said over and over. She felt better and more relaxed after she had finished shouting. Then she got all hot again, what if someone had heard her shouting?......(cont)