I'll get straight to the point; I have always had a crush on my younger sister. We've always been close but as sisters went our relationship always seemed a little different. I don't know why, maybe because she is only 18 months younger than me or maybe because our parents were very affectionate with each other in front of us. It's not like they had full on sex or anything but they were forever kissing and hugging, sometimes even openly caressing each other, but it never got lewd and for some reason we never became embarrassed by their affection. So it came as no surprise to our parents and us that my sister Ruby and I were very close, even overly affectionate towards one another. In one way I was quite protective of her, and she always came to me for advice or with any questions she had about boys and relationships.
When I was seventeen I came out as a lesbian and I wasn't surprised that my parents and sister were completely fine about it, especially Ruby who seemed to delight in asking me endless questions about my experiences. But then one day two and a half years later I got a phone call from a long-term friend of mine, asking me to go on a trip with her to Spain for six months. It came totally out of the blue but it was such a once in a lifetime chance that I couldn't miss out. I approached my parents and they agreed at once, they knew I was responsible and maybe the thought of me being a lesbian put them at ease that I wouldn't come back pregnant by some Spanish waiter. I had earned some money from my waitress job; all I had to do was tell Ruby. She was devastated.
'But Paige, You'll miss my eighteenth!' She cried, hugging me
'I'll send a card' I joked feebly, her tears having an emotional effect on me.
'But what am I gonna do without you?' She looked at me, her huge chocolate brown eyes watery, her plump pink lips pouted.
'Don't be silly! I'm only going for six months!' I stroked her face, which was intended to comfort but she closed her eyes and almost moaned aloud. I snapped my hand back to my side and she opened her eyes, gave me one final awkward hug then left me to pack.
The morning of my trip came and I woke extra early to get some breakfast. My parents came down for ten minutes, hugged me tightly and wished my luck, to send them a postcard every now and again and to phone as soon as I got there. I shed a few tears then proceeded to eat my toast. About half an hour before I was due to leave Ruby came down and we chatted for a while. I noticed how beautiful she looked. She was tall and had long and graceful limbs; they always seemed to tan golden brown in the summer, even if she drowned herself in lotion. Her thick, straight and dark brown hair framed her face in a flowing mass and her eyes looked especially sparkly. I couldn't stop gazing at her in her short nightdress.