A very strange morning. 7:37 am E.S.T. My parents were off to the farmer’s market/flea market. I was sleeping in and didn’t want to go. Unusual for me. A lite knock on my door and my sister came in only minutes after I had heard the big ‘ole suburban leave. “Hey” she said . “Hey yourself, good morning sweetie.” She came to my bed without hesitation and snuggled. After a minute I asked, “Whats on your mind?” “MMmmmm I don’t know?” “You know that I love you and we are one yes?” She hummed into my chest again. “Yea but…” I gave her a slight squeeze. I had barely woke up but just then I woke up. “Billy?” Her first boyfriend. She sighed with a breath of air. “Yeaaa.” I didn’t like the kid and she knew it, so I stayed calm “Are you okay?” My heart pounding at the thought of him hurting my sister. She turned around to face me. “I told Billy to f*** off.” For some reason I just kissed her. “Good for You!” We snuggled more. “He’s grabby and gross!” I went on total defense mode. “UM,… why did you kiss me!?” Without hesitation I told her. “I want you to be safe against guys like him. Part of the reason that I fight you.” She smiled with a shy look that was so attractive. “Should I kick’em upside the head?” “No I almost broke his hand. He’s under control.” I was shocked when she asked me, “Would you teach me how to kiss?” “You’ve already found a new victim!?” She began to answer but I smothered her mouth with my own. She came up gasping and I smiled. “Holy cow!” She was so gorgeous. She smiled right back at me. “That was a little more than a beginner kiss. I’m not sorry I kissed you like that and yes… I would be happy to teach you how to kiss. Maybe french a little?” She was so embarrassed but smiled. We didn’t want to stop.
We spent the entire day learning about each other on a much more personal level.