Everyone sexually active in this chapter are 18 and above.
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Background story on Anna-
Her name was Annabelle. She was a sweet girl, with a tragic story. Her parents died of a car crash when she was only 5 and when she had no where else to go, she was sent to juvie. Not long after, she was placed in the foster care system where she will be shipped off to 6 foster homes. By her 5th foster home, she discovered she favored the attention of her foster sister more than any of the boys at her school. They really only held hands and made googly eyes at each other. Sadly though, her foster parents found out about their young love and immediately sent Anna away. Finally, at age 13, she had found a family who would want to adopt her, the Madison's. She would be living with the Madison's for 10 years now. After 5 of those years at age 18, her sister, Naomi, had finally told her how she felt about Anna. They were lying in bed together facing each other, when Naomi asked,
"Have you ever kissed a girl?"
Annabelle was caught off guard by her question and sat up leaning her back on the head board. *Why would she ask such a question. Does she know? I know this family's conservative. I love this family so much, especially Naomi. I wouldn't want to mess it up.*
Annabelle looked down, playing with her fingers and stayed silent, afraid of what her answer would be.
"I've never kissed a girl...but...," Naomi continued.
*But? But what? Spit it out already.*
"But if I had to imagine I did...I would have wanted it to be you."
Annabelle look up at her in astonishment but stayed silent.
"Do you get what I'm saying?" Naomi said sitting up with Anna.
Silence.
"Anna, please say something,"
"Well w-what do you want me to say?"
She smiled at her sister's stutter. She's had it ever since she was a kid and has always been embarrassed by it. Naomi thought it was cutest thing. "I don't know...something. I've basically told you that...that I want you, and all you have to respond is that stupid look on your face. I mean... you must have known."
"No...I didn't. Otherwise I-I would've..."
Annabelle stop and her eyes started to tear up. She was afraid of what was gonna happen if she told her how she really felt, how she really was.
"Otherwise you would've what, Anna?
"Nothing...we're sisters, this is wrong. W-we can't feel this way about each other."
"We?"
"What?"
"You said 'We'. Does that mean you do have feelings for me?"
"I don't...I mean...ugh..."
"Anna, please. I set this whole thing up so I could talk to you. Mom and dad are out at the movies. They won't be here for hours. We're both out of school, finally. I see the way you look at me."
"I don't look at you." Annabelle lied. She's always glanced at Naomi's body every time she would come from the bathroom with a towel wrapped around her chest. Anna thought she hadn't been caught, but Naomi actually have been trying to show a little more skin everyday when she noticed Anna admiring her. Until yesterday, when she dropped the towel altogether while Annabelle was still in the room. She had gotten so wet from seeing her sister's wet naked body in front her. She stared as her sister stood there dripping wet with her flared out hips and her perfect C cup titties. She watched as one droplet of water ran it's way down Naomi's perfectly toned stomach, through her belly button and past her mound until it disappeared in her newly shaved pink puffy nether regions. Annabelle broke out of her trance and thought of an excuse to leave and went to the bathroom to relieve herself from her sudden arousal.
"Whatever. Anna please just tell me. I'm dying here."
"I...I don't-"
Naomi interrupted her by raking her hand through Annabelle's dirty blonde hair. She scooted closer to her to where they could feel each others breath on one another.
"Please."
