Amanda turned away from her fathers den and ran past Robert back up to her room. Her brother obviously had benefited more than she had from having the genes of two world class bodybuilders. And he obviously had been working out and pushing himself hard to follow in their footsteps. What had Amanda done?

Her thoughts were interuppted by the unmistakeable sound of two hardbodies with a combined weight of almost half a ton having VERY energetic sex. This might be a good time to try to break into their room and get the gun back from her mother. Amanda crept across the hallway and gently tested the doorknob to her parents room. It failed to turn and she bit her lower lip as she tried to decide what to do next.

She went downstairs and rummaged in the kitchen junk drawer for a screwdriver. "This should do it." Amanda rushed back to the door and was about to begin dismantling the doorknob.

"What in the world are you trying to do?" Amanda jumped at her brothers voice.

"Nothing."

"What is that a screw driver? Are you trying to sneak a peek at our parents? Fucking pervert."

"No I'm not, I... oh forget it." Amanda rushed back to her room, her face burning.

By the time she got up the courage to check the hallway again her parents were leaving their room. "Shit," she muttered to herself.