"All I'm saying is it could be a lot worse. I mean you're spending the summer on a private island for pete's sake!"
"With my family! All of which hate me!" Angelique hissed into her cell phone. Chandra might be her best friend but she really wasn't understanding the gravity of the situation.
"They don't hate you, Angie." Chandra groaned, "They are your family." Chandra had no clue how her family worked. She still believed that family meant unconditional love. The miniscule amount of love she had received from her parents always had conditions. Always. "Besides, I would pay a small fortune to spend time on a private island with either one of your brothers." Chandra giggled, "maybe you should arrange that and I'll make a video, then you won't be the only one with a sex tape scandal." Chandra giggled again but Angelique didn't find it funny in the least. That stupid tape gave her mother just the ammo she needed to cut off her trust fund payments. Now she would have to toe the line for the next six months until she turned twenty-one. Or else be homeless and starve.
"God you're such a bitch," Angelique grumbled. "I doubt Rhett and Dane will even be there. Since they've made their own money they don't have to live under mom's thumb anymore, why in the hell would they want to be stuck on an island with Jack and Diane." Angie shuddered at the thought. I can't help but wonder what she threatened them with to make them come get me. Oh, speak of the devil here comes Rhett, I gotta go."
"Okay well if you get grounded from your phone, give me a call when you turn twenty-one and get your life back." Chandra giggled and Angelique hung up on her, the bitch.
She watched the helicopter glide slowly down to the helipad on top of her building. Her parent's building really. The building that contained her apartment that she had been told to vacate as soon as rumors of a sex tape surfaced. At first, her mother wouldn't even speak to her. Finally, she got an email back from her telling her that unless she wanted to be disowned from the family and family trust she would be spending the summer on some private island her parents had apparently acquired. She'd never been there but it was far from the press.
She watched Rhett, her oldest brother step from the cockpit and duck under the rotor wash. He was eleven years older than her. They weren't close, she was just a bratty younger sister and he was the overbearing older brother. Dean was ten years older and wasn't any better but she knew she was going to need all the allies she could get against her parents so she forced a smile.
"Hey, are you my ride?" He towered over her at six four to her five three. He was well built and let's face it, hotter than a rich man should be allowed to be.
"That's me, taxi service to the rich and infamous," he said dryly, reaching for her luggage. She rolled her eyes at the thinly veiled insult. So much for allies.
The ride to the island was a lot longer than she expected and she fell asleep at one point. She woke when she felt the helicopter touch down.
"Where are we?"
"The Island," he said powering down the machine. She knew that much, what she didn't know was where the island was. At least it was warm and tropical. The helipad was the highest point. Stairs led down from there to a beautiful open villa. She was impressed but there was no way in hell she would ever let her mother know that. She pulled her smartphone from her pocket and looked at it.
"No service. Awesome," she grumbled.
Rhett glowered at his spoiled sister as she turned up her nose at his house. He followed her carrying her suitcases and she bitched about being cut off from the world. He was definitely going to enjoy taking her down a peg or two. Her hot curvy body sure didn't hurt his anticipation either.
"Hey, baby sister," Dane called from outside beside the pool when she stepped within view. She hated being called baby sister and he knew it but again she needed allies.
"Hi, Dane. It's good to see you. We're all grown up now you can call me Angie. Where's mom and dad?" She looked around for any signs of them but she didn't see any.
"Not here, thank god." Dane laughed. Angie felt herself relax just a bit.
"When do you expect them?"
"Who knows." Dane shrugged. "Why don't you go get a suit on and I'll get you a drink.
"Sounds great." She followed Rhett to a bedroom where he dropped off her luggage and left. She rifled through her suitcase for a suit. She had brought a nice modest one piece to wear around her parents but since they weren't here she opted for the bikini instead. Men were so easily manipulated by a great pair of breasts and hers were great, a full double d to go with her shapely ass. The white string bikini covered her breasts but little else, she would make allies of them yet.
Rhett and Dane were both lounging in chairs by the pool when she returned. They were both shirtless wearing only swim trunks and their tanned abs were impressive. Dane offered her a glass she took a sip and was oddly disappointed to find it was only lemonade.
"I was kind of hoping this would have a kick to it." She smirked at Dane and he laughed.
"Didn't you learn anything about drinking too much and making bad decisions?" Rhett said, not looking her way. His eyes masked behind dark glasses.
"Baby sister wants to be a bad girl." Dane chuckled and poured some vodka into her glass.
"Thank you." She flashed him a bright smile and sat in one of the lounge chairs. She drank most of her drink in two swallows.
"Guess you two got stuck babysitting me again," she sighed.
"Something like that," Rhett said. He was always the more serious of the two. They looked nearly identical but they had different personalities.
"What did you two do to get punished."
"Name it and we've done it, sweetheart." Dane laughed.
"Course we aren't stupid enough do it on camera," Rhett said.
"By all means tell me how you really feel," she snapped, "your little sister shouldn't like sex? Should I not have sex or just not enjoy it?"
"Didn't look like you were enjoying it to me."
"You've seen it?" She gasped. She was slightly mortified at the idea that her brothers had seen her having sex. She downed the rest of the lemonade in her glass hoping to calm her embarrassment.
