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With naivety accidents happen.

I went on through tests and lectures, horrifying realizations at the amount of work I was going to have to do tonight. Plus it was only Tuesday.

I drove home by myself. Sally went out with some girl friends, probably so they could man-hate with her and comfort her for getting rejected. I was glad there were people who cared about her.

There was a note on the kitchen table. "Aunt Beth having problems. Staying with her tonight. There are leftovers in the fridge. Love, Mom." Dad was gone too, on a business trip. Still, I holed myself up in my room. It was my habit to go to my room to be alone, whether to work or escape to the World of Balance.

I got started on chemistry. It was a difficult lesson and I wasn't fully awake when it was being taught. It was difficult to tune out my own thoughts sometimes. For hours I struggled, resisting the urge to switch on the SNES. Everything made much more sense in 16 bits. I wanted to cry.

At 8:30 I decided to give it a rest. Perhaps going to bed early was all I needed. Just needed the energy to put up with it. I slung my pants over the back of a chair before hitting the lights and crawling under the comforter.

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I hear the door to my room creak open and the silhouette of Sally stands against the light of the hall. She is in a nightgown and flannel socks. I can tell she isn't wearing a bra. Softly she tiptoes into the room, closing the door after. I pretend to be asleep as she crawls into bed next to me.

When we were younger she'd do this sometimes, come in and stay the night. She was afraid of the dark and though she's mostly stopped coming, every now and then she'll see a scary movie and need someone else there to feel safe.

She is warm against me. The skin on her legs is soft and smooth, and I like the way it feels against my own legs. Her smaller figure is facing away, so I'm spooning her. I feel her sigh.

Poor Sally. I decide to soothe her. My arm curls around her chest. I am surprised to feel her breasts bunch up in my embrace. They were never this large. I loosen up a bit, but then I smell her scent on the back of her neck, and against my will I clutch them again.

Locke walks into Celes's dressing chamber. Were you always that pretty?

She arches her back just slightly, surprised. Then she folds her arm over mine and holds it there.

That ribbon suits you.

I feel her totally pressed against me. I feel her breathing. I feel myself around her, she holding me there, wanting it. I don't know what I'm doing. I press my lips to her skin. I am kissing her neck, smelling the way her hair smells against my nose. I am kissing her again and again, now tasting, now sucking. She is accepting me. I am accepting her. We are the only ones who know really know each other.

I'll protect you!

She turns her lips to meet mine and her butt presses against my lap. I am taking her in, running my hands up and down her thigh, then up her shirt. I feel the hump of a young breast and then the nipple. I rub it with my finger until it sticks out, then I move on to the next one.

I can't see but I know she's blushing. Red flush over lightly freckled cheeks. My hand runs over the curve of her hip; then down her flat stomach through sparse curls of pubic hair and she lifts a leg when I caress her vulva. She doesn't know how to handle it, but her body does. I run my hand in and out of her white panties, teasing. She lifts her hand and clasps the back of my neck as I let my thumb linger over her clit.

The juices from my sister's pussy lubricate my fingers as I rub her. The sensation is electric. She closes her thighs, trapping my hand between. Her legs scissor back and forth against me as I continue to massage her into ecstasy.

My cock is aching, pressed up against her firm ass.

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