Sophia rubbed the sleep out of her eyes as she walked down the hall to the bathroom.

The clock beside her bed had showed 2:37 AM when she woke.

She relieved her bladder and washed her hands, then headed back for the warmth of her bed.

Out of habit, she glanced down the hall toward Janet’s room.

She stopped and peered at the door more closely, squinting as her eyes again became accustomed to the dark.

“Damn it,” she said to herself. Janet’s light was on, after she had warned her three times to go to bed and stay off that computer.

She closed her eyes and rubbed her face, arguing with herself about whether to go back to bed and forget it, which is what she really wanted to do, or to do what she had promised Janet she would do if she had to go in there again tonight.

Janet had only been living with them for a month, just since their parents had been killed in a plane crash.

Sophia had not expected to be thrust into motherhood quite so soon, but she had always promised her parents that she would take care of Janet if anything should happen to them.

Besides their nearest uncle was thousands of miles away and Sophie couldn’t bear the thought of being separated from her sister.

Despite their age difference, they had always been close and Sophia had always tried hard to be a good role model.

So she and Delia, her partner since she had come out, had taken Janet.

It had been a rough month for everyone, but Sophia and Delia had decided just last week that it was time to go over the ground rules for the house and to set some limits for their little charge.

Here it was, not even a week later, and Janet had just earned herself her first spanking.