Things between me and my sister settled into a strange kind of normal after that first mostly-naked online video-chat come mutual masturbation session. Every week, without fail, Kate and I would get naked in front of our computers, get ourselves off while watching the other, then we'd spend a few hours talking about anything and everything. I don't know how she felt about things, but I wasn't overly keen to risk doing something stupid and fucking things up if I went to see her in person. Honestly, she might only have been okay with what we were doing because of the safety of being in a completely different suburb to me. I found out how wrong I was about that a few weeks later. It was a Wednesday, and everything was going as normal for me. I was doing some study for my uni course, struggling to understand the dense textbook, when my phone buzzed and played the notification sound. I ignored it because I knew that I'd never get back to the books if I checked on the n...