Wichita can't get over how much her younger sibling Little Rock has changed. She wants to find a way to be closer.
Little Rock was changing, Wichita knew this, the men in her life knew this but Little Rock didn't seem to. She had become a woman, she was no longer the little sister Wichita had traveled with across the country. She caught Columbus checking her out, she wasn't an idiot, she knew what he was thinking about, in some ways she couldn't blame him.
"She looks good with blonde hair, I think it suits her", Columbus told Wichita as they sat on a bench watching Little Rock pick apples off a tree.
"What do you mean by that exactly?", Wichita gave him a stern look making him stammer.
"W-well, she just looks good as a blonde…I don't mean anything else by it…"
"You and Tallahassee better keep it in your pants!" She gave the same look Columbus knew when she meant business; no one was allowed to touch Little Rock, she was off limits. "She's still very innocent. She's vulnerable…", Columbus noticed how Wichita's words seemed to just trail off when she looked at her, almost like she was more than a little distracted by her sister. "She was adopted, did I tell you that?"
"Um, no I don't think you ever mentioned that before."
"Well, yeah. I've been meaning to tell her but I'm afraid. I mean, she might even know but I just don't dare tell her, you know?"
"Right, it would be worse than telling her there's no Santa Claus." Wichita looked away from him and got quiet. "You told her that. She knows there's not, right?"
"Ummm, I never exactly told her but I'm sure she knows. I'm positive."
When she had some time to talk to Little Rock alone she sat with her on a bench. "What's up?", asked the young, eighteen year old.
Wichita couldn't help but smile, "Well, I wanted to talk to you about something…"
"What is it?"
"…It's a little hard to say."
"Is this about sex? Because I got it" she laughed, "And my changing body."
"Yes. I know. This is…you know I love you, right?"
"What is it? You're starting to scare me!", she laughed nervously.
"I'm sorry…it's just, you've grown up a lot and it's just hard…I mean you're legally an adult now so maybe it shouldn't be hard to tell you this. You were adopted."
Little Rock just stared, she looked down at the ground for a moment, Wichita thought she might start to cry but instead she laughed. "I thought I was dying or something!", she held a hand to her chest.
"Sorry. I mean, I'm not used to dishing out this kind of news. I thought that you should know…"
"I think…I kind of already knew…"
"Really? How?"
"Well we don't look that much alike."
"I guess. I'm not exactly gifted like you in the looks department", Wichita looked her up and down.
"What are you talking about? I'd do anything if I could look half as good as you", Little Rock smiled widely.
"You're a good sister."
"And this doesn't change anything…right?"
"Of course not. Nothing has to change. We've always been family and nothing is going to change that!" She brought her into a hug. Little Rock's well proportioned breasts pressed against Wichita's much smaller ones. Her beautiful long hair brushed over her face; she couldn't help but sniff it. It smelled like wild flowers.
"I love you", Little Rock smiled up at her, showing off her crooked teeth that were never fixed.
"Come on, let's go get something to eat, I'm starving.", as they went to go find Columbus and Tallahassee she couldn't help but stare at her giant rack.
"What are you staring at?", Little Rock asked, lifting an eyebrow.
"Those look pretty good", Wichita smirked.
"Oh, yeah? I'm pretty proud of them."
"I'd like to stick my face between those", she laughed hysterically.
"Don't you think that's a little inappropriate?" Little Rock laughed nervously.
"I'm only kidding, sis. I also wouldn't mind grabbing that booty of yours", she had her hand out, ready to touch her ass but Little Rock ran a few feet ahead of her.
"Oh, yeah, well I'm going to sit on your face!" Both girls stopped for a moment and looked at each other, they couldn't keep a straight face, "I didn't mean it like that! Ha! Ha!"
"You are such a filthy minded girl! I should spank you!"
"You'll have to catch me first!"
Wichita chase after her, secretly wanting to do everything she said. She wondered if these feelings would pass and wondered if she wanted them to.
I'll post another chapter when I can. Any reviews or suggestions are welcome!