When my sister Valerie and I were younger, we never got along. We couldn’t stand to even be in the same room together. Looking back on it, I guess we both hated the fact that we were treated like one person, and we resented each other for it. For years, neither one of us had a name; it was just “the twins.” “The twins this and the twins that.” It drove me crazy, as I’m sure it did her. Now that we’re older however, we’ve learned to deal with it, or at least we came to realize that we shouldn’t blame each other for it.
The past few months have actually been really great for both of us. We’ve really been getting along well. We spend a lot of time together, just talking and getting to know each other. When I stop and think about it, it’s actually somewhat sad that we wasted a good part of our lives hating each other. As it turns out, we are discovering that we have alot of common interests, and we are both very like-minded.
It all began when we were talking about potential colleges that we wanted to attend, when we both realized we had many the same choices. It was this conversation that consequently began to lead our relationship in an entirely different direction. I'm not exactly sure how it went word for word, but my sister had mentioned something about us being roommates if we happened to be accepted to the same school. Admittedly, I probably shouldn’t have said what I said, but I have never been known to hold my tongue. After she voiced her idea, I rudely shot it down, stating that I thought she’d lost her mind for even suggesting that we could co-exist together under the same roof alone without killing each other. Needless to say, she took offense to it and we began to argue. Truth be told, it was probably the best thing I could have said.
We spent the next few hours screaming, crying, and just basically letting our feelings flow freely, until we were both too exhausted to continue. After we had both settled down, It seemed as though we couldn’t do anything more than just laugh. It had gotten late, and though we were both emotionally drained, we stayed up half the night just talking. We shared everything with each other from school to our family and friends to sex. It was at that point that I truly realized I had found a best friend and confidant in my sister. I had shared things with her that I had never told anyone before, and it was as though I couldn’t seem to stop myself. The words and emotions just poured out of me without hesitation. I felt as if I could tell her anything, and I practically did. It just felt comfortable to be telling her my deepest secrets, and equally as comfortable to listen to hers.
Eventually, we were both so tired that we just fell asleep right there on the floor of her bedroom. I think she was still talking when her eyes closed and her words tapered to an incoherent sigh, but that could have been me drifting off as well.
At some point during the night, I woke up briefly, and realized that we were both under a blanket and my sister had wrapped herself around me. I figured that she must have got up at some point and covered us. I don’t know why she didn’t just get into her bed, but I didn’t really give it any thought at the time. I didn’t want to wake her by getting up, so I stayed where I was instead of going to my own bed.
In the morning, we both woke up feeling as though we had a new beginning. As soon as I stood up, and without a word, she threw her arms around me and hugged me tightly. I returned her hug, and broke the silence by telling her that I would love nothing more than if we could be roommates in college. She and I both laughed and cried at the same time, hugging each other tighter. The very next moment was somewhat awkward, and left us both at a loss for words. Even over the next few days, we were both careful about what we said to each other, given the volatility of our relationship in the past.
After a few days had passed and the tension seemed to dissipate, we both began to grow more comfortable in each other’s presence. We sought out each other’s company more often, and generally learned to love each other as sisters, and as friends.
Several months later, our relationship took another unimaginable turn.
It was summer, and just after our eighteenth birthday. It had probably been the first time we had celebrated together since we were old enough to distinguish ourselves from one another, and go our separate ways. We had a great time, and for the first time, I actually loved the fact that we shared a birthday. Anyway, our parents had gone to visit some friends for the weekend and Val and I were spending the day by the pool. I suppose it was just after noon when my friend Tammy showed up to have a swim. The three of us had been talking for a while, when Valerie excused herself and went inside. Shortly after, Tammy left as well, and I went inside to use the bathroom. I couldn’t imagine where my sister had gone. On the way back out, I went up to my room to grab a few more c.d.’s, when I heard her voice, and assumed she was on the phone. I knocked on her door to see if she was coming back out to the pool.
“Hold on a sec.”
She opened the door slightly and peeked out.
“Hey.”
“Hey, you coming back down?”
“Uh, yea, I’ll be there in a sec.”
“Okay. Is that mom on the phone?”
“I’m not on the phone.”
“Oh. Who were you talking to?”
“No one… Oh I must have just been singing. I’ll be down in a sec.”
I thought it was a bit strange, but I didn’t question it. Just before she closed the door, I noticed her bathing suit, the one she was wearing, lying on the floor by her bed. I still didn’t think anything of it, until I reached the pool and realized what she was most likely doing. I smiled to myself at the thought and a minute or so later, she rejoined me at the pool. Her general appearance had confirmed my suspicions as I took notice of her flushed look, and the thin line of perspiration forming at her hairline. She sat down beside me with a sigh of relief and closed her eyes, obviously enjoying her post orgasmic afterglow. I giggled to myself and shook my head.
“What?”
“Nothing.”
“What are you laughing about?”
“Nothing. You’re just funny.”
“What’s so funny about me? Am I a clown? Do I amuse you?” We both chuckled.
“Yes, as a matter of fact you do.”
“Whatever.”
“It’s pretty hot out here today huh?”
“Uh-huh.”
“Look at you, you’re sweating already, and your face is all red. Maybe you should take a swim.”
“No I’m fine.”
“I’ll bet.”
She gave me a strange look, and I just smiled knowingly at her.
Later that day, I was waiting for Val to get out of the shower, and I could have sworn I heard some noises coming from the bathroom again.
“Twice in one day?” I thought. “My God, my sister is a nympho!”
We went our separate ways that night, as we both had other plans, and I managed to get myself a decent buzz going at the party I was at. When I got home just before two a.m., my sister still wasn’t there, and after raiding the fridge, I went to my room to go to bed. Moments later, Val flew into my room and flopped on my bed, obviously not in much better condition than me.
“Hey sis!” she said.
“Hey. I take it you had fun tonight?”
“Yea, it was okay. What about you?”
“Same.”
“Yea? Anything exciting happen?”
“Like what?”
“I don’t know. Did you hook up?”
“No. you?”
“No. There was a few cute guys, but no one special.”
“Where did you go?”
“I don’t know the guys name who’s party it was, but it was okay, you?”
“We went to Laura’s. Her parents are gone for the summer, but it wasn’t a big crowd, maybe twenty people. I knew everyone there.”
She just smiled as she stared at the ceiling.
“Alright, I’m going to bed.”
“Oh c’mon! I’m so not tired!”
“So what do you want me to do?”
“I don’t know, I figured we could just hang out for a while.”
“I guess for a little while, but I’m at least going to change.”
I got up and changed into a nightshirt, as Val floundered on my bed, haphazardly removing her clothing.
“What are you doing?”
“Getting comfortable.”
She pulled of her shirt, revealing that she hadn’t been wearing a bra, and dropped it on the floor next to her skirt and flip-flops. She propped herself up on my pillows, seemingly uninhibited about her partial nudity.
“You’re just gonna sit there like that?”
“What? I’m wearing underwear.”
“Yea, that’s all you’re wearing.”
“So? It’s nothing you haven’t seen before.”
“Suite yourself.”
If it didn’t bother her, I wasn’t going to let it bother me.
“We’re twins remember? You’ve got the exact same body as me.”
“Well, not quite.” I said as I sat down next to her. “My tits are a lot nicer.”
“Oh my God you bitch!”
I laughed as she grabbed her breasts in both hands.
“No way are yours nicer!”
