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Slater and Karen were twins. Not identical twin, but fraternal twins, the more common of twin pairings. Slater was a handsome young man and Karen was...well Slater's friends called her hot. Slater was one minute and twenty-two seconds older than his sister. Both were eighteen at their last birthday, which was back in February. It was now July and the pair were headed to the families lake house, to enjoy their last summer before they each went off to college. They had each been accepted at a different college, both out of state and away from their family.
They couldn't wait to be away from home. Growing up with three other siblings who were much younger than you had been a real pain. Although they both loved their two brothers, Troy and Carl, and their sister, Emily, they wanted to be on their own. They would come home on holidays and such, but to be able to breathe without having a little one underfoot would be nice. Hence them using the lake house for two weeks before the rest of the family arrived.
They had begged their dad to use their mom's car to drive up two weeks ahead of the rest of them. Dad had discussed it with their mother. The twins already had her answer, asking dad was just a courtesy mom suggested they do. They left the second Saturday in July. Karen sat in the front seat in her bikini. It was only a three-hour drive to the lake house and she had said she wanted to just go jump in the lake when they got there. Slater had laughed at her for being so impulsive.
The two of them were very close. Slater would do anything for Karen. He had protected her once when a friend of his had gotten a little to free with his hands. To Karen's surprise, he had punched his friend in the face breaking his nose. As Slater stood over his friend yelling at him, Karen had stood behind Slater holding on to him tightly. His friend apologized but was no longer welcome around their home. Karen loved her brother. She too would do almost anything for him. She had warned a couple of the skanks in high school to stay away from her brother, that he was too good for them.
Karen looked at her brother as he drove. She saw a handsome young man with a strong jawline and muscles across his chest and down his arms and legs. Her friends always asked her what he looked like naked. Even though she had seen him naked, she never told her friends that. Slater had a full head of blonde hair which was always unkempt. His skin was smooth and his chest was hairless.
Slater saw his sister looking at him. He turned his head toward her and smiled, then turned back to the road ahead. His sister was beautiful and he really loved her. He loved his other siblings, but he loved his twin more. She had dark brown hair. A difference that made most people scoff at them being twins until it was explained to them that they were fraternal twins. He loved her breasts. Not too big and not too small. To him, they were just right. His friends kept after him to tell all kinds of things about his sister. Half he didn't want to know, some he did, others he could guess. To him, she was just his beautiful twin sister who he would protect from anything that threatened her.
He felt bad about not being there at college for her. He had tried to explain guys to her, but she had poo-pooed him. She had told him she knew guys were mostly pigs and she had to be careful when going out with them. Slater had laughed at her as she nodded. Then it dawned on him, she included him in there somewhere.
"How much longer Slater?" Karen asked for the fifth or sixth time.
"We'll be there by noon," Slater told her again.
"Oh," Karen said looking at the clock on the dashboard. "So twenty minutes from now?"
"Right you are," Slater replied chuckling.
"So, aren't you going to tell me how smart I am that I can tell time?"
"I stopped doing that in fifth grade."
"I know. I was just being a smart aleck. I miss our little verbal sparring matches. I also miss our wrestling matches."
"Yeah, those were kind of neat," Slater said nodding his head.
"Maybe we could do that later today. I bet I could pin you before you pin me," Karen teased.
"We'll see, but I really think we are too old for something like that."
"Oh poo," Karen said frowning at him.
Slater laughed as he continued driving. He really did like his sister as well as loving her. She was also pretty or as his friends said to his utter disgust, hot. He knew he shouldn't think of her like that, but it was very hard not to. After all, he had grown up in the same room as her until the day mom had decided he needed his own room. He still held the trauma of the parting. They were in the same house, but he no longer had someone to talk to after the lights were turned out. He missed his sister so much back then.
Karen was thinking about her brother a lot lately. Her girlfriends were constantly telling her how hot he was and what they would like to do with him if she would let them. She yelled at them all the time not to tell her things like that. It was just too much information. She didn't need to know what they would do. Besides she would never let them get the chance anyway. She would even protect him from them. She was also reflecting on their past together.
As they both grew up they always had fun and horsed around. She used to love pinning him to the ground and straddling his hip as he tried to buck her off. She smiled at the last time that had happened. He had gotten a boner and it had rubbed her just the right way. She felt that first tingle of womanhood as it pressed against her vulva. She had smiled down at him, then kissed him quickly. Just a quick peck on the lips. He had struggled to tell her not to do that and let him up. He was embarrassed he had a boner and he knew she could feel it under her.
Karen smiled at that, then frowned as that was the last night they slept in the same room together. They had talked about a lot of things as they grew up, sex had not been one of those items. Their mother moved Slater to another room the next day. Evidently, Slater had a talk with dad about what Karen had done to him. That's when mom moved him. Karen was heartbroken when mom had taken away her brother. No more after dark talks. No more insights into guys, from her brother. No more telling her brother about girls. No one to help her with her homework late at night. That was the worst thing. No help from her extremely smart brother after hours. All the other stuff was kids stuff, but help with her homework out of sight from mom and dad, that was important shit to her.
But they were now going off to different universities. She had learned to get help from different boys in high school. She knew they just wanted to be near her and would do anything she asked. Such was the power of being female and young. She had learned from Slater she couldn't depend on her womanly charms to persuade guys to do her bidding without having to give something they wanted in return. She wasn't sure if she was willing to do that yet. Was she still a virgin? No. And she quickly changed her line of thought. It had been a disaster. Pain, blood, pain. She quickly thought about other things. Like swimming across the small lake.
Slater turned off the highway onto a gravel road. He had to slow down. A lot. But they would make it to the lake house by noon. As he slowed the dust kicked up by his passing caught up with them enveloping them in a cloud of white, blinding, dust.
"Jesus, Slater," Karen cried out waving her hand in front of her face as the car filled with the dust.
Slater just laughed as he opened all the windows from his side of the car and sped up just a little bit. The dust was sucked out as he drove on listening to his sister cough. Next thing he knew she had punched him in the arm.
"Ow! That hurt, Karen," he yelled.
"You want mommy to kiss it and make it better?" Karen teased.
"Kiss my ass," Slater told her.
"Later. I want to go for a swim first."
Slater didn't say anything. He was surprised by his sister's response. Surely she was just kidding, but deep in his gut, he wondered if she was. In the past month alone, she had started to hug him longer, press her lips to his just a shade longer and pressed her boobs against his chest harder. He didn't know why she was doing it, but he had started to like what she was doing whether on purpose or just unknowingly.
Karen was still coughing. She pulled the last cold bottle of water out of the cooler and took a long swig. Her throat stopped its spasms.
"Do you want a drink? This is the last of the cold water," she said.
"Thank you," Slater said taking the bottle from her. He sipped it and passed it back.
"Ooo, I don't want it back it has brother cooties on it." Karen joked taking the bottle from her brother.
Slater laughed at her jibe. He started to brake again to make the turn into the long driveway to the house. This was asphalt. No dust. Karen started to get ready to run down to the lake. Slater grinned at her as she did. He slowed way down. He got another punch in the arm. He laughed at Karen and sped up pushing her back in her seat. Within minutes he was slowing again as he pulled up to the front of the house and stopped. Karen was out of the car and running around the house toward the lake. Slater laughed at her, following at a more sedate pace.
He made it around the house just in time to see his sister dive into the water. She was only under the water for a few seconds, then she was standing almost topless, the water having pulled her top down off her lovely breasts. Slater just kept walking toward the water's edge, while staring at his sister's boobs. They were perfect. When he reached the water, he stood there staring at his sister who appeared oblivious to her nudity.
"You might want to cover those up before a turtle decides to take a bite," Slater said pointing to her chest.
