It was time for drastic measures.  Kat grabbed her brother by the collar of his shirt and forced him into the chair, following him down to straddle his lap.  She didn't care if he didn't like it; the gesture wasn't sexual, it was controlling.  When he opened his mouth to protest -- at least, she assumed he was going to protest -- she slapped her palm over his mouth to shut him up.<br/><br/>"Listen carefully.  You haven't seen me, or Dad.  If he asks you again, we haven't even talked on the phone.  Get it?"<br/><br/>She waited for him to nod.<br/><br/>"If he asks to meet up, you say no.  You're busy.  Get it?"<br/><br/>Again, she waited for him to nod.  When he didn't, she shook him by the hand over his mouth.  "It's for your protection, asshole.  Do you understand?  Stay.  Away.  From.  Him."