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-comes over and falls asleep on your bed like this-

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Date idea I yap about my interests and you listen while you play with my pussy

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Can't tie my hair up how i used to so trying something new, thoughts?

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i feel like i let my love for feet waver… my partner just let me have her feet on my face and i felt like i had entered heaven once again

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i could be your early bloomer lil sis who can't stop showing you my growing cleavage

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does anyone want to hang out and watch a movie until the sexual tension becomes so palpable that we both have our thighs pressed together and we’re breathing heavy and

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cut my bangs too short last night while high, hope i’m still cutes 💖

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do yuo like death grip s......

i don’t listen to them very much but me and my friend love to go crazy go stupid to takyon and guillotine in the car!!!

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throuple of sisters but the younger two team up and dom the oldest to get back at her for all the teasing and bullying she used to give out.

“sorry big sis!”

“you’ve been a bad girl!”

“can’t even take a little teasing from your baby sisters??”

“awww, is this turning you on??”

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feet on their face fmonday. feet on their face feveryday. who gives a fuck

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hand jobs are a kind of joke you can play on girls basically whenever you're bored

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Wind buffeting trees outside. The faint hum of a boiler elsewhere in the building. There's soft glows scattered around the room, from the TV, the tiny mood lamp hidden down the side of the sofa, a phone.

Big sis looks at her sibling sprawled on her lap. She's scrolling through something, her face laxed, her blinks are slow. She's stayed over for a few days now while big sis has time off work; time's blurred into itself, the only real divide between days being when they end up falling asleep. Snarls of smoke rise from the spliff between her little sister's fingers. She's kept joking she's a bad influence on her, how comically removed it's been from how busy big sis usually is. Big sis vows revenge on her, smiling; the truth being that this is the most relaxed she's felt in a while.

Little sis lets the smoke hang in her mouth, following the thick trails as they curl over her eyes, before she passes it up to her sister. She feels similarly, there's an odd sort of bliss covering her visit, like a dome seperating them from the outside world. The night before, after a long, taxing talk about the past, she tearfully explained sometimes she imagines she's in space to help her sleep, far away from any kind of unsafe ground. She remembers her arms folding around her as she admitted she hasn't felt the need to do that since coming here, that somehow she's the safest she's ever been. She looked back at big sis and asked if they're horrible people. Big sis kissed her. "Does that feel horrible?"

She thinks about how she got here, how they met back up, how this happened. She thinks about their mutual girlfriend - she's out of town currently, still none-the-wiser. She loves her dearly and wouldn't want anything to come between them, especially not this. dear god, not this. It's too tender. It's too real.

Little sis takes her sister's hand and puts it on her chest, clutching it slightly. Big sis glances down, exhaling, drawing circles on her palm. "You alright down there?" Little sis feels frozen for a second, her inebriated mind spinning off slightly. She thinks about her parents, their parents. She thinks about what happened after big sis left, and whether any time would be enough to make up for what she went through. She swallows. "Just thinking is all."

Big sis sets the joint down in the ashtray, gathers her sister's hair between her fingers. It feels as if her skull's tense, somehow. She moves her sister's head so she faces her, her big eyes misted but still as gorgeous as ever. Transitioning somehow made them even prettier. "I love you, okay?" she whispers. "I love you too, dummy." They kiss. Little sis' hand cups the other's jaw. They kiss again. "I always have done." They settle back down and breathe, as one.

The rain picks up. The droplets on the window look like stars.

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just saw a beautiful woman in fishnets that were fighting a valiant and losing battle to hold in her thighs out with her boyfriend and i don't think ive wished death on a man this intensely for merely existing in a while

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i would like 100 billion more asks please! ask me questions please my sisters!! i want to yap!!!

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a tiny doll sister

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Gwen shut the front door behind her with a bit more force than needed. It had been another shitty day at the diner and of course she had to stay over again to finish other people’s side-work and prep for brunch service in the morning. Looking at the microwave clock shining green into the otherwise dark kitchen she read 1:05AM. God, at least she was off tomorrow. She started trudging her way to the shower, passing Julie’s room in a stupor to get to the bathroom. Halfway through turning the shower on she remembered, shit, she told her sister she’d wake her up to let her know she got home safe. Julie always worried when her big sis got home later and Gwen… well Gwen appreciated her worrying, even if she would rather die than let her little sis know.

Gwen left the shower running, it would take a minute to get hot anyway, and made her way to Julie’s bedroom door. Considering knocking for a second at first Gwen double guessed herself and decided to just crack the door open. Lying in her bed, plush sage green duvet pulled up around her, splayed brown hair wildly spread over her pillows, Gwen couldn’t help but smile looking at her little sister. Even when she was a kid she always looked so peaceful and cute when she was asleep, nothing like Gwen, limbs all over the place, mouth agape, loud snoring, Julie had made sure to show her plenty of pictures and videos much to her big sisters chagrin. But right now Julie wasn’t trying to annoy her, no teasing or begging for attention, she just looked so peaceful.

Gwen softly stepped over to the bed and sat down on the edge next to her sister. Gwen hesitated, she seemed too peaceful to wake up, Julie’s face in a soft contented smile, stuffed dalmatian in her arms. Gwen cupped Julie’s soft cheek in her hand, thumb stroking her faces smooth pink skin.

“Hey,” Gwen whispered to her conked out sibling, “I made it home safe, Jules.”

Julie’s only reply was a series of soft grunts and a yawn. God, she really can be cute sometimes, Gwen thought to herself. She leaned over and gave her little sister a peck on her forehead and said, “Goodnight, Jules.”

Again the only reply was a soft, “hmm,” and Gwen felt satisfied to take her leave. As she reached the door, however, she heard a whiny, “waaaait,” coming from Julie.

“What is it, Jules?”

Julie’s arms lazily rose into the air, opening wide, hands grasping at air.

“Alright alright, fine,” Gwen said and stepped back over to the bed, “one hug, then go back to slee-.”

Before Gwen could finish her sentence she had been grabbed by Julie’s arms and pulled face first into a passionate kiss. Gwen couldn’t react, she was so confused, but god, were her sister’s lips soft, a sweet fruity flavor overtaking her mouth. Julie’s tongue began to prod at Gwen’s closed lips, and without even considering for a second Gwen granted her entry. Soft, half awake moans escaped Julie’s mouth, and Gwen found herself doing the same. Suddenly, as quickly as it began, Julie released her dazed sister and laid her head back on the pillows below.

“I love you, big sis.”

“I- uhhh… I love you too, Jules…. go to sleep.”

Gwen rushed out of the door, what the hell was that???

The next morning Gwen awoke to find Julie already halfway done with Sunday breakfast, the aroma of pancakes and bacon filling the apartment.

“Hey good morning, sleepy head!”

“Mornin.” Gwen replied, still shaken.

“Glad to see you made it home safe, still wish you woulda come to wake me up.”

“Wait,” Gwen said as she took a seat at the kitchens bar counter, “do you not remember… me coming in last night?”

“Oh you did? No I was, like, soooo out of it! I think I passed out around like 9 or so? Everyone got offline super early so I didn’t feel like staying up super late.”

Julie set a plate of pancakes with a smile of bacon and two eyes of sunny side up eggs in front of Gwen, and flashed her a sweet smile.

“You, however, look like shit, did you get in super late?”

“Yeah,” Gwen nervously prodded her egg yolks with her fork, “like 1-ish.”

“Ooo, yeah that explains it, you look like death, you’re so pale, maybe some breakfast will help!”

Julie brought her own plate, fashioned into the same smiley face but with over easy eggs, and sat down next to Gwen.

“Go on, eat up, sis,” Julie said taking a bite of her bacon.

“Sorry my stomachs just a little upset, i need to take it slow i think.”

“No worries, i can always make more if you want later!”

“Thanks, sis,” Gwen hesitated for a second, watching the golden yolk drip down the short stack, “You… you really don’t remember when i came in last night?”

“Hmmm…” Julie stopped to think, “no! All I remember is what a nice dream I had… you were there I think?”