What your sis needs, CAOH, is a man who shows up at her door and stumbles all over himself about how he's noticed her shy, withdrawn nature and see's her as a budding flower, someone who just needs a friend. No romantic intentions, just a friend.

I'd ask her out on walks, I'd invite her to public gatherings, maybe invite her over for a small group of friends and cookout, absolutely nothing overwhelming or in any way giving the appearance of pressure. Maybe over months, maybe over years, I'd slowly water and feed this budding flower, your sister, until she blossoms into the woman she was meant to be, a beauty like no other. As she comes into her own sense of self, then perhaps I could advance our relationship from the platonic to something a bit more romantic. Slowly at first, small tokens of my esteem, little hints of how much I adore her. Never worship....for I fear that would bring back the painful memories of her past to use such language. Chaste kisses, hugs of love and affection, reinforcements of my physical love for her as well as the spiritual.

Maybe, in time, she would reciprocate, give her heart to me and one day, even her body. I'd make sure that this time, the experience would be gentle. I'd go slowly, lots of kisses and eye contact. I'd caress my hands up and down her body, taking the time to stroke her arms above her head while I move myself over her. She'd likely not even notice my intentions until she heard the quiet snick of the handcuffs as they closed around her outstretched wrists. Then I'd flip her over and assrape her for hours while we played videos of TT Boy in an endless loop on the big screen TV right in front of her.

She's a keeper man.....bring her out so that we may "know" her.