OOC: this is what I am looking for; I want a guy to fill the role of a ‘gang type’ big brother, I want someone who doesn’t care for anyone but their little sister, someone who is protective, but isn’t afraid to get a little rough and harsh with the punishments, but also showers her with affections (has her sit on his knee, kisses and hugs her, basically treats her like a little girl) I don't want this rushed either and go straight into a sexual relationship!
Name: Hannah (Annie)
Age: Eighteen
Height: 5”2
Looks: long dark brown/almost black, curly brown hair that flows all the way down her back, large brown eyes, smooth slightly tanned skin, slim and toned, 32B.
Background info:
Hannah had been raised by her brother ever since she was born, her father left before she was even born and her mother died in childbirth.. growing up with her brother was a strange experience, she wasn’t allowed to do so much that other girls did, he told her how to dress, where she could go, where she couldn’t go and who she was allowed to see. But she loved him unconditionally and because of this she complied with his requests, so there was very few times when he had to punish her properly.
When Hannah was little, she was never really sure, what her brother did for a living, he didn’t seem to have a job but he always had a lot of money.. and was away strange hours, but if she ever broached the subject, he would put it off or get angry at her, but people seemed to give her a wide birth at school so she knew that something was up and last year one of her ‘friends’ let it slip, but still she never let on that she knew. But now rumours were getting wors and more and more people were telling her things she had to confront him, it didn't matter what he was she still loved him, but she needed his honesty.
IC:
Hannah stands in the kitchen, wearing a pair of sweats and an old tank top, as she cooks dinner as she did most nights. She glances up at the clock, it was already after five and she knew that her brother should be back from one of his ‘meetings’ in the next half an hour and she planned to confront him about what was really going on with his life, because she did worry about him.
Hannah glances into the oven, the steaks were nearly done so she turns the heat down a little bit, as the potatoes begin to boil. When she hears the door slam open, Hannah sighs, he had been in a mood for the past few days now, and she was struggling to cheer him up. “Dinners ready” she calls out.
s soon as he walks into the kitchen she speaks. "Why didn't you tell me what you really do?" she questions.
Name: Hannah (Annie)
Age: Eighteen
Height: 5”2
Looks: long dark brown/almost black, curly brown hair that flows all the way down her back, large brown eyes, smooth slightly tanned skin, slim and toned, 32B.
Background info:
Hannah had been raised by her brother ever since she was born, her father left before she was even born and her mother died in childbirth.. growing up with her brother was a strange experience, she wasn’t allowed to do so much that other girls did, he told her how to dress, where she could go, where she couldn’t go and who she was allowed to see. But she loved him unconditionally and because of this she complied with his requests, so there was very few times when he had to punish her properly.
When Hannah was little, she was never really sure, what her brother did for a living, he didn’t seem to have a job but he always had a lot of money.. and was away strange hours, but if she ever broached the subject, he would put it off or get angry at her, but people seemed to give her a wide birth at school so she knew that something was up and last year one of her ‘friends’ let it slip, but still she never let on that she knew. But now rumours were getting wors and more and more people were telling her things she had to confront him, it didn't matter what he was she still loved him, but she needed his honesty.
IC:
Hannah stands in the kitchen, wearing a pair of sweats and an old tank top, as she cooks dinner as she did most nights. She glances up at the clock, it was already after five and she knew that her brother should be back from one of his ‘meetings’ in the next half an hour and she planned to confront him about what was really going on with his life, because she did worry about him.
Hannah glances into the oven, the steaks were nearly done so she turns the heat down a little bit, as the potatoes begin to boil. When she hears the door slam open, Hannah sighs, he had been in a mood for the past few days now, and she was struggling to cheer him up. “Dinners ready” she calls out.
s soon as he walks into the kitchen she speaks. "Why didn't you tell me what you really do?" she questions.