As If She Were My Own

Sis #1 is a gorgeous young woman now. It's hard to handle. She's beautiful. 5'7/5'8 (and teases me constantly for being taller than me), thin figure, in great shape, long blonde hair down to her lower back, blue eyes, pure white skin and a wonderful smile. She got the good genes in the family! She's 17 and out of high school, starting college shortly.

My first concerns with her moving down here to SC was that she was going to be right next to TWO Marine Corps bases. And I am frightened. She's soooo boy crazy!

And she's bored. There's not much to do there, it's a small town and not the best of towns.

But now I'm more worried! Yesterday we drove around picking up job applications for her. I asked if she thought about Walmart (one of the few things there) but she doesn't want to be around that many people as a cashier. I can understand.

Last night, at about 9:30, we went into Walmart to get her a wireless router for her laptop.We parked by a light as I am strict on safety, but it wasn't as close to the door as I would have liked.

As we were walking out, on the sidewalk next to the Garden Center, I was on the phone with my mom telling her we were on our way. We pass 5 punks walking toward us. I'm paying attention to our surroundings, looking for people or doors if necessary.

As we pass these guys, they turn and start saying "Mmmm, you're looking sexy tonight." "I wanna get with that!" And other worse things that I pray my sister didn't hear or comprehend.

I put my arm around her and started walking faster toward my truck.

It frightens me that she could have gone there alone and been talked to like that and who knows what else.

We had a talk on the way home about safety, self defense, intuition, and good judgement.

I thought I'd get the "Sissy, I know I know".

She listened. She asked questions. I think she understood.

But I won't stop worrying.