One lazy afternoon, my step-sister barged into my room, smirking.

“Hey, big brother… take off my shirt,” she said.

Confused, I hesitated but complied. Then she demanded, “Take off my skirt.” I sighed and did as she asked.

She wasn’t done. “Take off my bra and panties.” Now completely baffled, I followed her instructions.

Standing there impatiently, she finally leaned in and said, “If I ever catch you wearing my clothes again, I’m telling Mom and Dad!”

Jaw dropped, I watched her walk away, leaving me holding her outfit—utterly defeated.