Thomas Dudgeon
Diane was my sister who was four years older than me. When we were young kids she had to put up with a lot of my nonsense. When she had slumber parties I would sneak outside Diane’s bedroom & spy on her & her friends as they talked about boys they liked or other girls they considered to be enemies. At first Diane complained to my parents & they would tell me to mind my own business & leave the girls alone. However, I was very persistent & eventually Diane kind of accepted that I was per pesky little brother & even let me participate in a few of their secret conversations, undoubtedly hoping I would get bored & look elsewhere for entertainment.