Oh... Where to begin, where to begin... I guess I can start it off by saying, it's really fucking complicated and that its about two sisters.
We were inseparable from the time we were born, up until now... We'd shared bedrooms, cried together, laid in bed together talking until the sun came in through the window, we fought hard, and loved even harder... But when mom died something broke in both of us, I knew that much... You grew closer to your boyfriend, now fiancé who I still couldn't stand, and I grew closer to the girls I invited to my bed, I knew he was no good for you.
After everything, after all the arguing... Him telling you that he never loved you, trying to sleep with our oldest sister even, he didn't deserve you but I supported you no matter what because I know you love him... You've got a house with him now, he's nearly always working now though and I get the worse end of your moodiness from not getting any... And by any I mean sex and you make that very clear, much to my discomfort.
We were pretty open with each other though, hell more open then you were willing to be with him but I knew I couldn't think much of it when we were just sisters... Of course you're not going to care what your sister knows about your sex life.
But more and more lately as you began coming over to my apartment with ideas for the wedding I couldn't help those feelings and they irritated me, I'd been sleeping with girls a lot more... More often then not the mornings you came over a new one was leaving to distract my mind with thoughts of the previous girl instead of you so that I could focus on helping you with your wedding planning.
BEGINNING~
The sun was shining in through my red and black curtains, ensuring I had a headache when you came over for breakfast... Since I knew you probably wouldn't eat beforehand as you didn't like to cook, I'd gotten out of bed leaving the girl where she lay still sleeping and slipped my boxers back on, not even bothering to remove the strapon I'd used last night.
I was too tired to care, or even think about how you may be grossed out when you got here, I just yawned and set to work on making breakfast before you would call to tell me you were on your way up.
I first made bacon, then chopped up some sweet potato to fry up in the bacon grease, drained it and mixed up the bacon with the sweet potato cracked some eggs stirred it all in... And put it in the oven to bake, before going to get the girl up who was still sleeping in my bed to tell her that she needed to leave.
We were inseparable from the time we were born, up until now... We'd shared bedrooms, cried together, laid in bed together talking until the sun came in through the window, we fought hard, and loved even harder... But when mom died something broke in both of us, I knew that much... You grew closer to your boyfriend, now fiancé who I still couldn't stand, and I grew closer to the girls I invited to my bed, I knew he was no good for you.
After everything, after all the arguing... Him telling you that he never loved you, trying to sleep with our oldest sister even, he didn't deserve you but I supported you no matter what because I know you love him... You've got a house with him now, he's nearly always working now though and I get the worse end of your moodiness from not getting any... And by any I mean sex and you make that very clear, much to my discomfort.
We were pretty open with each other though, hell more open then you were willing to be with him but I knew I couldn't think much of it when we were just sisters... Of course you're not going to care what your sister knows about your sex life.
But more and more lately as you began coming over to my apartment with ideas for the wedding I couldn't help those feelings and they irritated me, I'd been sleeping with girls a lot more... More often then not the mornings you came over a new one was leaving to distract my mind with thoughts of the previous girl instead of you so that I could focus on helping you with your wedding planning.
BEGINNING~
The sun was shining in through my red and black curtains, ensuring I had a headache when you came over for breakfast... Since I knew you probably wouldn't eat beforehand as you didn't like to cook, I'd gotten out of bed leaving the girl where she lay still sleeping and slipped my boxers back on, not even bothering to remove the strapon I'd used last night.
I was too tired to care, or even think about how you may be grossed out when you got here, I just yawned and set to work on making breakfast before you would call to tell me you were on your way up.
I first made bacon, then chopped up some sweet potato to fry up in the bacon grease, drained it and mixed up the bacon with the sweet potato cracked some eggs stirred it all in... And put it in the oven to bake, before going to get the girl up who was still sleeping in my bed to tell her that she needed to leave.