brotherly love

"Help me Momma" she screamed, in mock fear, as her two older brothers feigned throwing her into the murky marsh. Never did she really believe that they would let loose their grip of her ankles and wrists. It was her duty to scream, and fulfill the role of the weaker vessel, as the strong dominant males displayed not only their strength, but their ability to protect her in some kind of whacked out switcharoo, as the very danger they protected her from, alas....was created by them!