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She smiled. “Now listen,” she said. “Everything is okay, and no one is mad, okay?” she said.
Sam raised an eyebrow in confusion. “What happened?”
“I’ll tell you, but you need to know that you aren’t in trouble,” she replied.
Sam nodded, her heart beating faster. “Okay…” she said.
“Mom and dad know where we all work,” Alex said. “But it’s okay! They basically cornered me last night and said they knew.”
Sam’s heart nearly leapt out of her chest, and she stood immediately from the bed. Then, she remembered Alex telling her it was okay, and forced herself to calm down.
“They’re okay with it?” she asked.
Alex nodded. “They didn’t love the idea, but they said that we’re adults. They said it’s good life experience with how shitty people can be,” she said, smiling wryly at her.
Sam smirked at that, then looked up and saw Alex’s cheeky grin and laughed. That caused Alex to start laughing, and Sam recognized the irony in the statement. Yeah, like she needed any more life lessons in men being shitty to her. The two sisters fell down on the bed laughing, but eventually were able to pull themselves together.
“So,” Alex said, wiping a tear from her eye with a final giggle, “how was it working in Kimber’s section?”
Sam smiled. “At first, I wanted to stop, but then I kind of got used to it. I did happen to see some guys that sat near me in class yesterday,” she said, smirking.
“Oh, shit,” Alex said, covering her mouth.
“I’ll have to make sure they know that I don’t work that section all the time so they don’t come and harass me,” she said.
Her sister shook her head. “Nah, they’re broke college guys. They won’t be able to afford coming and pestering you.”
Sam smiled and shrugged. “True,” she said.
“So, it was fun?” Alex asked. Sam nodded in response. When she told her how much she’d made, Alex nearly fell over.
“Are you fucking kidding me?” she asked. “Holy crap!”
Sam grinned and shrugged. “What can I say, they paid to see the goodies.”
After a few seconds of shocked silence, Alex shook her head. “Never thought I’d hear those words come out of your mouth,” she said, smirking.
Sam shrugged and stood again. “Anything else?” she asked. “I’m gonna go shower real quick.”
Alex smiled and shook her head, then turned. “I’m glad it’s out in the open, you know?” she said. “It’s liberating.”
Sam nodded, smiling genuinely at her. “Thanks for telling me. It was getting old having to hide it. Maybe now I can relax a little more and focus on work and school.”
Alex nodded back, then turned and left the room. “Have a good day hun,” she said, calling from the hallway.
Sam checked her phone for messages and then went to shower. After a quick rinse, she went and knocked on Toni’s door.
“It’s open,” she called out.
Sam opened the door and smiled, seeing her youngest sister sitting up in her bed looking at her phone.
“More clothes?” she asked.
Sam nodded. “All mine look like church outfits.”
Toni smirked and gestured to the closet. “Left side about halfway down there are some skirt and blouse combos. That’s where I found the one from yesterday.”
Sam smiled and nodded, then entered the closet. Her own was about a third the size of her sisters’, and she shook her head at all the clothes they didn’t wear. Following Toni’s directions, she picked a few out and brought them out, holding them up against herself in the mirror. She selected a nice looking skirt that was a little shorter than the one from yesterday, and Toni smiled.
“You should wear this top,” she said, heading into the closet for a second and re-emerging with a white, low-cut blouse. It looked about two sizes too small, and Sam raised her eyebrows.
“Trust me,” Toni said. “It’s gonna look spectacular.”
She nodded and turned to leave.
“Put them on here,” Toni said. “You might need a different skirt with that.”
Sam shrugged in agreement and stripped off her baggy night-shirt. Reaching down, she started to pull on the skirt and glanced over, seeing Toni staring at her. She smirked.
“Go, you and Alex are such hornballs,” she said, shaking her head. “Stop ogling your sister.”
Toni didn’t answer but did blush a little when Sam called her out.
“Toni blushing?” she asked, genuinely surprised. “What is the world coming to?”
That drew a laugh from her, and she playfully shrugged. “Sorry,” she said.
Sam snickered and waved it away with her hand, then slid the blouse on.
“I’m assuming I don’t get to wear a bra with this?” she asked.
Looking back, Toni giggled at her and shrugged. “I do,” she said. “You can be as slutty as you want, though.”
Sam smiled and looked at herself in the mirror as Toni came over and stood behind her. She adjusted the clothes a few times, then stepped back.
“Very cute,” Toni said.
Sam thought that she looked a little naughty, but Toni’s definition was definitely different than hers. Either way, she was fine with how she looked, and went to her room to get the rest of her stuff.
Smiling to the pretty looking girl that she saw in the mirror, she quietly told herself that she was going to have a much better day and went to the bathroom to do her makeup. Toni came in a few minutes later, wearing something much more risque than Samantha was.
“Want me to do your hair?” she asked.
Sam shrugged. “If you like,” she said. “I was just going to put it up in a ponytail.”
Toni winced and shook her head. “Nah, I’ve got something better in mind,” she said.
Twenty minutes later, Sam looked at herself in the mirror and had to admit that Toni had done a pretty good job. She’d curled and styled her long locks, making it so that it was nice and wavy, almost fun looking.
“Thanks,” Sam said, smiling as she turned to do her own hair.
“You’re welcome,” Toni answered. “It was the least I could do for staring this morning. Sorry about that.”
Sam shrugged and waved, heading to her room to finish getting dressed.
After a good breakfast, she drove to school and went to her first class. She’d originally enrolled in a Christian studies course, but after the whole Pastor Dickhead debacle she’d changed it. Now she was in a biology course. The class was packed when she got there, and she quickly found her seat. She didn’t see anyone she knew and was relatively glad that the class was a mix of boys and girls.
The professor came in and handed them the syllabus but didn’t dismiss them. Afterward, she checked over her notes for a second before heading to her next class, math. It followed pretty much the same course as her biology course, except it wasn’t as packed. After that class ended, she was free to go home.
Grabbing some fast food on the way, she drove home while eating her sandwich. When she arrived, she saw that everyone, save for her mother, were still out. She smiled, an idea coming to her then. She went up to her room and texted Keith to see if he was free. He replied that he’d just gotten home, and she asked if he wanted to come over and fool around.
“Give me twenty,” he sent, followed by a smiley face emoji.
She smiled, then quickly went to the bathroom and got freshened up. She might have been more open to the sexual world now, but it still wouldn’t do to have her boyfriend see her looking a mess. After a few minutes, she was satisfied that she looked presentable, and went to straighten up her room.
He arrived about 15 minutes later, much to her amusement, and they quickly went upstairs after he greeted her mother. Sam, her mind on sex and sex alone, played up talking about school as they walked upstairs, then quickly dropped the act when she got to her room.
Keith followed her into her room and she quickly locked the door. Turning, she stripped off her blouse as he came over, leaning down to kiss her.
“I’ve got condoms this time,” he said, smiling widely.
She drew back a bit, suddenly realizing that she needed to see the doctor about getting on birth control. Smiling, she pulled him to her again, his hands mauling her breasts and he leaned in. She whimpered, feeling that he seemed much more confident than normal, and really liked this aspect of him.
That was, of course, until a knock on the door shattered the magical atmosphere.
“Sam,” came her mother’s voice from the other side.
She scrambled quietly and pulled a shirt on as Keith sat on the bed. She quickly unlocked the door and looked up expectantly. Her mother came into her room and set a stack of clean clothes on her dresser and then left, smirking as she did so. Sam blushed, but then went and locked the door after she heard the retreating footsteps going downstairs.
She smiled, turning and looking over at Keith, but then frowned. He looked practically terrified. Sighing, she shook her head.
“It’s okay, Keith,” she said. “My mom always knocks, and my siblings aren’t home.”
He nodded, obviously trying to relax. They started kissing again, and she went ahead and stripped down. He smiled at her, still obviously shaken, and slid up on the bed as she pulled at the button on his pants. Freeing his manhood a minute later, she smiled and began to stroke, admiring how attractive it was. She smiled up at him, quietly musing at how funny it was to find them attractive. Maybe that wasn’t the right word. Alluring? Enticing?