7 Days of Incest/Day 1/Confiscate the Power Cable
Mustering all your willpower, you bring your conscience to bear forcibly suppress the urge to try and do anything further. It was already wrong to do this, and as good as it felt to rub against Rose's back side, you have other things to worry about. Things like dinner, collecting the money your dad left for groceries, and checking in on your other sisters. Besides you didn't want to risk getting caught.
Oh well, The little horny gremlin in the back of your mind said. There's always other opportunities for such fun. Perhaps with one of your other sisters... No No Goddammit!
The bubbling frustration at your incest fetish finally boils over. A low growling yell escapes from your lips as you spin Rose around and roughly throw her on the couch in the heat of the moment. You pant heavily, glancing around to see if anyone else saw what just happened as your mind quickly calms down. At first, you worry that you accidentally hurt your sister, but upon hearing the sound of muttered cursing, you breathe a sigh of relief. Previous experience has told you that Rose was likely cowed for now; she knew she had no real chance in hell of winning an actual fight with you.
"Fine, if you want to be like that, then no music at all," You say as you reach behind the sound system and unplug the power cord on both sides. Wrapping it tidly around one of your forearms, you turn back to meet her gaze and reinforce your newly established authority. "If you're good and promise to keep the volume down, then maybe you can get this back tomorrow."
"You can go shove it up your ass," She sulks, crossing her arms under her bust making them puff out slightly.
You let out a sigh at that, Rose always had an insult to fling when she lost a fight or an argument. Normally she'd sulk for a little bit and nurse her wounds but would bounce back rather quickly. With Rose taken care of for now, you follow the length of the hallway passing by a flight of stairs and stopping in front of one of two doors. Rose and Nichole had their rooms located upstairs, while you and Bayley's were on the first floor, in the opposite direction of the master bedroom. One of the perks of being the oldest you muse as you push open the door. Entering the small bedroom, you stuff the power cord in one of your drawers and then sit down on the edge of the bed to think, trying to think of what to do next.
It didn't take long for your stomach to answer that question with a soft but insistent growl of hunger. Perhaps it would be a good idea to consider grabbing that money your dad left for you and ordering something to eat...