I ran track and played soccer and only stood 5'4 and weighed 125 lbs. My dad was out of the picture and Alice and I were being raised by a single mother who stood 5'10 and was very athletic herself and had really nice D cup breasts. She had me at 16 years old and was now 33 years old and got mistaken for being my older sister and looked every bit of 18 or 19 years old. My little sister Alice looked up to her but was a scrawny 4'8 tall beanpole of a girl. She took an interest in soccer now too and she would take my ball and practice when i wasn't home. This pissed me off and i would yell at her and sit on her and give her wet willies and tell her not to touch my stuff. My mom would yell at me and tell me not to pick on her. One day i was chasing her and she turned around and shoved me really hard. Her strength surprised me as it knocked me back a little bit. "Leave me alone!' she screamed. My mother ran in and broke it up before i could retaliate. "Your are so dead Alice' i said to her as my mom told me to go to my room. "Matt, she is already 4'8, girls her age are on average 4'2, and you are small for your age, so i would not keep pissing her off...one day she is gonna be bigger than you' My mom said. "Whatever mom, she is an annoying little pest of a sister' i said and stormed off to my room.
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