Welcome home, sis. (Open to one female)

((OOC: I know I've started alot of RPs lately, but I have alot of ideas lately as well. Keeping to the theme of my latest threads, this will be a girl-on-girl. Anyone wanting take up the role of the other girl, please PM me first, with character info/description. As usual, first come, first serve, but certain terms may apply. As for my character:

Name: Wendy
Age: 18
Height: Five foot two inches
Weight: 105 lbs
Hair: Medium length chestnut brown
Eyes: Same as the hair, pretty much))

Wendy was excited. Very excited, for three reasons. For one thing, it was summer. Summer had always been her favorite time of the year. The weather was nice and warm, and so were the people by and large. School was out and she was generally care free.

Two, her parents were away. Though not super-strict or anything, they didn't allow her to stay out late, go clubbing, hang out with boys (or girls) all night, or do anything she considered fun at this point in her life. It annoyed her, but they were away on business for two weeks. Two whole weeks of freedom, she thought with a grin to her self.

And three. Her older sister was coming home from college. Since she had went away, they hadn't seen each other much. And aside from the occasional phone conversation, or IM over the internet, even talked much, which she considered a real shame. They were so close when they were younger, and it really saddened her that they had drifted apart.

She hoped that would change though. Her sister was a fairly easy-going and liberal girl, so she wouldn't mind Wendy's antics(hopefully, anyway.) And with their large suburban house(complete with backyard swimming pool and jacuzzi) all to themselves, she looked forward to spending some...quality time with her.

OOC:
Name: Grace
Age: 19
Height: 5'7
Weight: 120 lbs
Hair: Long sandy blonde locks
Eyes: crystalline blue eyes

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It seemed as though it had been ages since Grace had been home. In reality it had been about a year or so, but still she'd missed the place. When she was still living with her parents and sister, she couldn't wait to get out and far away. It wasn't that her home life was bad or anything, her parents were just a little protective of her and her younger sister Wendy. The two of them were close in age, Grace being only a year older than Wendy, so when it came to them, they were treated pretty much the same. They watched over the youngest of the two a little more closely due to the fact she was a bit more forward than the other but for the most part they were the same.

Grace didn't mind it at all, though. She had always enjoyed the company of her little sister. Sure, they had their fights now and again, but they were extremely close growing up. Grace used to share everything, toys, pets, baths, clothes, beds, anything you could think of. Even as teens, you could catch them snuggling together on the couch watching tv. Everything was completely innocent and Grace was throughly excited to be coming into town to see her.

Their parents were out of town on business for two weeks, leaving their rather large house to themselves. The blonde was scheduled to come and visit for a while that summer and while the business trip was unexpected, they thought it good that Grace was coming in. It gave them someone to keep an eye on Wendy. Ha, fat chance. Though protective of her little sister, Grace and Wendy had a huge house to themselves for two weeks during the summer. There was no way they weren't going to get in some kind of trouble. She'd missed home so much and to be back with her sister she hoped to rekindle the bond they once had.

Grabbing her things from her black mustang, Grace began to head up the walk way to her childhood home, a few long strands of sandy blonde hair falling in her face. She was dressed casually in a light blue tank top that showed a bit of cleavage and tight blue jeans. The girl took a look back at her car, knowing she'd have to come back for her laundry which would need washing soon. She still had clean clothes to wear though. Grace reached the door and twisted the handle, figuring it was open. It was. Carefully she stepped inside, a smile donning her features as she sat some stuff down and looked around.

"WENDY!! I'm HOME!!!" she called loudly so that her sister would hear.

"WENDY!! I'm HOME!!!" called a familiar voice, snapping Wendy out of the semi-trance she was in as she masturbated, rapidly thrusting her right index and middle finger into her wet pussy as she watched her computer screen intently, the monitor displaying a vivid pornography that she had chosen to occupy her self with until Grace came home.

Dammit... She thought to her self. She missed Grace and was eager to see her again, but it was just her luck that she would come home when Wendy was in such a...compromising position. She quickly, and mournfully pulled her fingers out. She was just about to cum to, but couldn't risk it.

She whined as she buttoned her shirt, she she had undone so she could squeeze her breasts as she watched, which always made her cum alot faster when she was masturbating than fingering alone. She quickly tried to gain her composure, combing her sweaty hair back walking back and fourth rapidly, in order to make the flushed look in her face disappear as quickly as possible.

She then quickly ran down the hall, and slid down the railing of the stairs, eager to see Grace again. And there she was, near the door just as Wendy had expected. Those lovely sandy blue locks and crystal blue eyes. Oh how she had missed them.

"Grace!" She cried in joy, running forward and hugging her sister tightly, hoping any signs of arousal she had would have disappeared by this point...

So many things were running threw Grace's mind at the moment she didn't know what to do with herself. She was overwhelmed at the thought of seeing her sister again after so long. Sure they had chatted over IM and e-mail, even the phone (though not very often, Grace wasn't ever fond of using the phone), but it just wasn't the same at all. She didn't have much of a clue what Wendy was into these days but there were tons of things they could hang out and do. Silent planning had always been her weak spot. It wasn't usual she voiced all of her plans out loud though. It was rare she actually went through with them, Grace always seemed to pick up something different at the last minute.

As she waited for her sister, Grace ran through all the different things they could do here at the house. There was the swimming pool and jacuzzi, definitely two things she'd have to try out again before the two weeks were up. She hadn't been swimming in such a long time. It would feel good to take a dip, it had been hot out recently. Maybe one night they could spent the evening watching horror flicks, that was always fun, and other nights they could head out clubbing and what not. Grace wasn't quite as wild as Wendy but that didn't mean she was a total goody-goody.

The girl began to get slightly impatient, wondering what on earth Wendy could have been doing. Used to, she'd be downstairs in a heart beat, but she was stalled this time. But who was Grace to complain? Finally she heard footsteps from upstairs and grin widely as the brunette came into view, speeding toward the stairs before gliding down the railing. Same old Wendy. She always had to make an entrance.

Before she knew it, Grace was being tightly embraced by the younger girl and lovingly returned the hug. She held her close and tight for a few minutes before releasing her and ruffling her already somewhat messy locks. "Wendy! I've missed you so much! What have you been into?!" she laughed almost having to pry the girl off of her. She took a step back, looking over her younger sibling. She'd grown since she'd last seen her, but still the same Wendy. Cocking an eyebrow, she smirked a little. "Just get dressed?" she asked curiously noticing she'd missed a few buttons on her shirt. Nothing big, but Grace was one to notice small odd details like that.

Wendy chuckled awkwardly, shifting in her spot as she tried to drum up a decent explanation for her state of undress. She should have realized earlier that she would have missed some buttons in her frenzied state, and that her sister would have noticed things with her trait of noticing small odds and ends like that.

Wendy recalled some times when it came in handy though, like when she had put her blouse on backward or inside out a few times here and there before she went to class back in high school. Grace had saved her alot of time and embarrassment by pointing that mistake out to her before Wendy had a chance to make a clown of her self.

"Umm...no, I mean well...kinda. The blouse I was wearing, I kinda spilled some root beer on it...so I had to change..." She finally breathed, her voice sounding small. Wendy grimaced. The explanation sounded unconvincing, even to her. She just hoped Grace would buy it.

"And I've been really good, Grace! I've been getting really great grades, I've even made the honor roll! Mom and dad were so proud. No boyfriend yet though..." She said with a huff, hoping to change the subject. "But I've really missed you, sis. How are you?"

It was totally obvious that Wendy had been up to something she didn't want Grace to know about. She wouldn' t have minded if the girl had just woke up or something, it didn't matter to her. Wendy's nervousness made the elder girl suspicious of her but she remained quiet, waiting to hear what kind of an explanation she'd come up with. It really wasn't a big deal though, just a few buttons she'd missed. Not like she was going to get into trouble or anything. So why the nervousness?

Things like that just seemed to irk Grace. Some called her a bit OCD, but she just couldn't help it. If she saw something out of place, backwards, or even the slightest bit crooked she had to fix it, no questions asked. She just happened to have one of the cleanest dorms on campus even her own room was still perfectly organized...or at least she hoped it still was. If it wasn't, there'd definitely be a problem.

Wendy's excuse wasn't all that convincing, but for the sake of reuniting, Grace let it go. She would ask about it later. That didn't stop her from implying that she knew she was lying. "Rootbeer, eh? I've got to wash some clothes later, you can throw it in with one of my loads," she told her with a gentle smile. It was always great to hear Wendy was doing good in school. Grace had always been pretty good in the school area so her little sister getting good grades meant a lot to her and her parents.

"Congrats! They still pay you for A's?" she asked casually, remembering they used to for her as well. The boyfriend subject was mentioned which caused her to bite her lip a bit. She'd been having some issues in that area lately. More so confusion. But she wasn't going to mention that to Wendy. "Don't worry about that. We might find you one this week ya never know,"

Grace ran her hand through her hair casually before answering. "I've been good. My brain's a little fried from finals but it's all good. Boys...I don't have much to do with them. College is absolutely great but I've missed home so much!" she said stepping around Wendy, her blue eyes glancing about the place. "Nope, not changed at all. So what shall we do first?" It was odd for her to mention not having much to do with guys. Grace wasn't boy crazy when she was younger but she had plenty after her. She was a flirt, but very very picky when it came to relationships. There always seemed to be someone in her life though. Hopefully Wendy wouldn't ask about it though.

Wendy sighed gently to her self, easing her shoulders. Though she was pretty sure Grace didn't buy her reason, at least the topic had steered away from it. And though it wasn't really one of her favorite topics to talk about when she wasn't attending it, school was a good enough thing to converse over for now.

Wendy had always admired her sister's good grades, especially in high school. She remembered how proud her parents were of her when ever she got an A in any subject, especially if it was a difficult one. And it wasn't as if she was jealous of Grace or anything, but she made it her goal to be just like her in that regard. She really wanted Grace to be proud of her, and she couldn't but smile widely when she congratulated her.

"Yeah, they do." She said with a nod. When the topic of boyfriends came up, she had to think for a minute. To tell the truth, she could have had almost any boy in school by now if she wanted, and plenty wanted her. And not just for her good looks and charm either, she had a great personality. In her humble opinion, anyway. When her Grace mentioned they might hook her up by the end of the week, she just giggled and waved it off. "Naaah, don't worry about that now. Screw boys, I want to spend every minute I have with you." She replied, wanting to avoid the subject. For now, at least.

She shrugged and watched as Grace took a look around. And when she asked what they should do first, she gestured toward the kitchen. "Well, I'm guessing your hungry from your trip, right? How about some lunch? Hey! It's really nice out today, and theres a pitcher of lemonade in the fridge. We could eat out by the pool and catch up a little bit!"

Grace though good in school and some what decent in athletics never had the popularity Wendy had. Sure she had friends but it just seemed like people were automatically drawn to Wendy and she didn't blame them. The brunette had an award winning personality and it made her feel good that she helped to sculpt it somewhat. Their parents had done a good job with them that was for sure. Some people would call the two sisters sappy for wanting to spend so much time together but she could care less, she was proud and loved her sister and would tell anyone who asked.

A smile lit her features hearing she would rather spend time with her sister than with boys. That was a real accomplishment for siblings now a days. She was grateful her sister realized family was more important. Grace was more than happy Wendy didn't question her about her lack of a guy. It would have been a bit hard, not to mention embarrassing to explain.

"Mmm, a picnic sounds wonderful," Grace replied, nodding her head happily. She hadn't had anything since she left campus and that was in the morning at about 6 am. Grace made her way into the kitchen wondering if Wendy would tag along or go fix up something else. The blonde open the fridge door and peeked inside. "Hmm, this looks good...." she said to herself pulling out the stuff to make sandwiches. Glancing over at Wendy she tilted her head in thought a moment before it came to her. "You work on this stuff and I'll get the lemonade,"

Moving to the fridge again she pulled out the lemonade and poured some into two glances she'd gotten out of a cabinet. It felt so good to be in the kitchen of her childhood home again and working in the kitchen with her sister. Grace got down two plates and dug around in the cabinets for some chips before grabbing some things and to heading to the where the pool was.

Wendy nodded, watching as Grace took out the pitcher of lemonade and the two glasses and made her way out the large sliding door to the patio. She quickly took up the reigns of making the sandwiches, opening the bag of white bread and laying out all the pieces she would need. She took out some mayonnaise and spread a layer evenly across each slice, before she went about adding the meat. (The good deli kind, not soggy pre-packaged stuff.)

She made six sandwiches total, three for each of them. One turkey, one ham, and one roast beef. She was thankful she and Grace shared mostly the same taste, which meant less of a chance to screw up here and put something she despised on her sisters lunch. She plated them up, and walked out after Grace, kicked the door shut behind her.

Their backyard had always been one of the most attractive features of the house. The lot directly behind it was uninhabited, and had been sense they lived here. Their father, with all his real estate knowledge and prowess managed to wrestle who ever owned it out and secure it for his family.

It was large enough to feature a decent sized pool, a deck and a gazebo for the jacuzzi, and a nicely sized area of grass move around in. It even had a small garden that their mother tended to when she wasn't out helping their father on his next business venture.

Wendy sat down at the glass table, which was thankfully shaded due to the large sun umbrella over it next to her sister, handing her the plate of sandwiches she had prepared for her. "One for you." She said politely, setting it down gently in front of her. "And one for me." She continued, pulling her own plate in front of her.

Grace figured she'd let Wendy take on the job of making the sandwiches. She was perfectly able, but she wasn't figured that they'd get done faster that way. The blonde had a way of being particular about things, even making sandwiches. Biting her lip lightly she had to remember where the glasses were kept. It had been a while, but her memory proved well as she reached above the sink. She let her finger tips trace across the outside of the cups, looking for two equal sized ones.

Grabbing two glasses, she sat them down on the counter and shut the cabinet. Each glass had designs on them, their mother always was fan of decorative things, but that was natural for any female right? Of course. Well, most anyways. After making sure the cups were secure on counter she moved back toward the fridge and grabbed the pitcher containing the yellow shaded drink. That too she sat on the counter, wondering if she'd forgotten anything. OH! Ice, she mused to herself. Moving to the freezer she got a tray and dumped a few into the cups and a few into the pitcher, just to make sure it was cold, before heading outside juggling the pitcher and both glasses.

She made it outside without spilling anything and carefully sat the stuff down and began to set their places up. In the distance, Grace could hear some birds singing happily and a house or so away, some kids were jumping about on a trampoline. They hadn't one of those, but the pool was just as good, if not better. Grace had always enjoyed time out in the backyard. It was absolutely gorgeous, her father sure knew how to pick um.

The blonde took a seat at the table and not two seconds later, Wendy was following suit, sitting the sandwiches on the table. There were six there, three for each of them, though she doubted she'd eat that much. Sometimes her eyes were bigger than her stomach, other times not. "Thanks, Wendy," she said sincerely. Picking up her ham sandwich she took a bite and nodded in approval. "Delicious."

"So, we've got this place to ourselves for 2 weeks. I'm thinking we have to have at least one party. What do ya think?"

"No problem. I'm glad you think so." Wendy replied with a small smile in response to Grace's compliment. Though cooking as a whole had never been a strong point of hers, she was talented at making a few things well enough, and sandwiches were one of them.

Wendy took a bite of her own turkey sandwich, and chewed thoughtfully for a moment before swallowing and take a gulp of lemonade when the subject of a party came up. It sounded great, honestly. Especially when she wouldn't have to sneak out her window our lie about going to the mall to attend it. It would be right here at their fairly large home with all the amenities any party goer could want.

"Really!? I think it's a great idea, honestly!" She replied excitably. "A party here at the house that doesn't involve bo-bo the clown or a magician or something kiddy like would be awesome." She continued with a wide grin. "Hmm...but I thought mom and dad wanted you to keep an eye on me, keep me out of trouble?" She winked playfully at her sister, her voice taking on a jokingly sarcastic tone.

Taking a sip of her lemonade, Grace waited to see what Wendy thought of her idea. There was no way an 18 yr old girl would turn down having a house party, unless it involved childish stuff. Their place was perfect for a party, a pool, jacuzzi, a large house, not to mention a big screened tv and a nice stereo. It would be fun, heck maybe they'd even get a bit of alcohol. Sure it was asking for trouble, but how often would she be able to throw a party with Wendy without her parents there to ruin the fun?

Grace took another bite of her sandwich, slowly chewing as she relaxed in the chair on the patio. The shade from the umbrella was nice though a few rays leaked through, warming her jean clad legs as she sat. Wendy's response was of excitement, just as she had expected. "What's a party without Bo-Bo?" she asked teasingly. There would be no clowns, thank God. Grace had never been too fond of them.

She could remember when she was younger, her parents threw her a party with clowns and she hid under a table almost the whole time. They wouldn't listen when she told them she was scared of them until it was too late. What a traumatizing experience.

"What mom and dad don't know won't hurt them. Besides...with me gone I bet they have you on an even tighter leash," she said taking another sip of lemonade. Grace smirked at her and leaned back a bit in her seat. "I doubt we'll ever get a chance to do this again. When do you wanna have it? This weekend?"

She nodded, still pretty excited at the idea. "Yeah, sounds good. It'll give us time to plan it and buy the stuff we'll need." She took another bite of her sandwich, trying to calm down a little bit. But the idea of them being alone and throwing a party just seemed to good to get over that quickly.

She hoped there might even be some alcohol. Though she and Grace weren't old enough to buy it buy themselves, maybe she could get one of their friends to do so. She shrugged, deciding to cross that bridge when they came to it. She leaned forward as the sun began to shine directly down on her neck, making her a little to warm for her own comfort.

Though she loved summer, she tended to either freckle or burn easily. So she either tried to keep sunblock on constantly, clothes that would shield or skin or just stay cool and out of the sun as much as possible. She turned, looking at the crystal blue water of the pool. It looked really inviting, especially in heat like this. "Hey, sis. After we finish up here, wanna take a quick dip in the pool and cool off a bit?" She asked sweetly, moving her chair closer under the shade of the umbrella to emphasis the point that she was getting hot.

"Awesome then. This ought to be great. We'll start planning later though. We'll catch up today," Grace said with a nod as if confirming her own words. Their folks wouldn't expect a party while she was there so things would be perfect, plus they'd have the rest of the week to clean and what not, so things wouldn't have to be rushed or frantic. She was glad Wendy liked the idea though. Grace hated the idea of being the uncool embarrassing older sister or kind that was stuck up and never wanted to have any fun. Her younger sister's opinion of her meant a lot to her, whether she knew it or not.

That didn't mean she'd jump through hoops to please her though. Grace wouldn't mind trying to get a bit of alcohol, but drugs were a whole other story. She do her best to keep that kind of stuff out, but she knew it'd be hard especially if it was a big party. Grace wasn't into that kind of stuff and she didn't want Wendy involved in it either. She took another bite of her sandwich, this one a bit bigger than her last few.

Her blue eyes gazed around nonchalantly as she ate, not wanting to stare at her sister the whole time. She'd missed her but not that much. At the mention of taking a dip, Grace smiled showing a bit of eagerness of her own. "I was waiting for you to ask that! A dip would be great in this heat," she said with a wide smile. Finally finishing off her first sandwich she tried to think of something more to talk about. "So, anything interesting happen to you lately? Seen any good movies? Tried anything new?" she asked trying to keep conversation going as they ate.

Wendy paused for a second, trying to figure out how to best answer her question. She had been up to alot since Grace had moved away. A hint of sadness crept over her as she remembered the first few months without her sister, and how she went crazy trying to find something, or someone to fill that empty spot she left. She had a bunch of dead-end relationships for a time, going through almost a dozen boyfriends trying to find someone as fun or engaging as her sister with no luck.

She even had a few girlfriends, having recently discovered she was bisexual. She had better luck with them than she had with boys, but she decided it was best not to bring that up. She wasn't sure how Grace would react to that and she didn't want to be thought of as weird, or even worse by her sister. She decided it would be best to give a short answer.

"Yeah, I've seen alot of great movies lately! And as for new things? Well, I've tried a few. Good, bad, and ugly." She chuckled awkwardly, feeling uncomfortable with hiding things from her sister. They used to share everything when the younger, and she felt like a bitch for lying to her, but she tried to convince her self that this was for the best.

If Wendy would have trusted her sister not to think any different of her, she would have found out Grace had similar experiences. She had thought leaving would be amazing. The college she had been accepted to was nothing sort of gorgeous and there were plenty of people with similar interests as her. It was supposed to be the greatest times of her life but they had turned out to be full of nothing but heartache. So much so she'd found it hard to concentrate in her classes and her grades had dropped. Luckily she was able to bring them back up near the end, just enough to bring home to the parents for a bit of praise.

Things started out well enough. Her roommate was fun, their personalities seemed to mesh perfectly. She liked most of her classes and she was invited to some of the best parties thanks to a certain someone. That certain someone was a football player, you know the handsome, athletic type that everyone seemed to love. Tristan Daniels. Grace fell for him like a ton of bricks. Yea, she was in love the moment she bumped into him the food court. He was a junior, but he was sweet to her took her under his wing to show her the ropes. Everything was great for the first few months but things went bad.

Tristan began acting oddly after a while. He started avoiding her and before she knew it she caught him in an empty lecture hall telling another girl that she meant nothing to him. She was just a 'fun ride'. Needless to say Grace's heart cracked in two and she dropped him. That's where the heartache started and her grades began to drop. The fun didn't stop there though. Her closest friend and roommate thought getting drunk one night would help ease the pain and it lead to...other things. Grace had never thought herself interested in other girls but after waking up to find her roommate naked beside her was an eye opener.

Things between them became distant and odd, not to mention Grace began noticing other attractive females in her classes, much to her embarrassment. After that her love life came to a screeching halt and she had to play catch up the rest of the semester. It was hell. It was good to hear that Wendy hadn't had anything too traumatizing while she was away. "Good, bad and ugly, eh? Nothing to get you into too much trouble I hope," she said with a grin before emptying her lemonade glass, before scooting out her chair so she could be in more of the sunlight. Grace liked the warmth that it brought. "As delicious as these sandwiches are, I think I'm done. Wanna head to the pool now? Or you still finishin up?"

"Of course not. You know me...I like to spread out my trouble. Too much at one time can be a baaaad thing." Wendy replied with one of playful grins, hoping to assure Grace she hadn't done anything to horrible since she was away. And in all honesty, she had never done anything too horrible in the past, nothing beyond what any girl her age had done.

She rose up, nodding at her sisters question. She was getting full, anyway. And the longer she was outside, the hotter she got, and so the pool sounded more and more appealing with each passing second. "Yeah, I sure do! I feel like I'm about to roast out here!" She replied, taking her plate and her glass in her hand.

"I'll take this stuff in, and get changed. I hope you brought your swimsuit. But if you didn't you can borrow one of mine." She continued to smile as she gathered everything up. "Be right back!" She chirped, running inside, barely managing to keep one of the glasses from slipping out of her hand as she did so.

Once inside, she quickly packed the uneaten sandwiches up in some zip-lock bags in case they got hungry later, or wanted a midnight snack or something like that. She hurriedly tossed the dishes into the sink, gently enough so as not to break them, but fast enough so she could get done with this tedious part as soon as possible.

With that done, she felt somewhat like a spaz. It was probably rude to run off and leave Grace hanging like that before she even got an answer. She slipped back out the door, looking over to her. "Oh, sorry about that sis. Guess I kinda got carried away. You did bring your own swimsuit, right?"

Raising an eyebrow at her little sister, Grace could only smile. That was just the kind of response she expected. She didn't honestly expect her to get in much trouble, but it never hurt to ask. There was just this...odd vibe coming from her. Their separation was most likely the source. Things just didn't feel quite the same between them, but Grace couldn't quite pinpoint what it was. She did know that if things went well, it would be gone soon enough and everything would be normal again.

Before she knew it, Wendy was up and out of her chair, gathering the dishes. She caught her head nod and stood up herself. Grace felt slightly useless as she watched her sister quickly gather everything up. She didn't know quite what to do with herself watching the younger girl enter the house, before getting an answer. She wasn't offended just slightly confused. Sticking her hands in her pockets the Grace tried to think. Had she brought a swim suit? She thought she did.

Grace pushed in their chairs, making sure Wendy hadn't forgotten anything as she stood around outside. A few seconds later, she'd reappeared a rather sheepish look on her face. Smiling she waved off her apology without a second thought. "It's fine. I should have helped anyways. I hate to have you pick up after me," she said with a soft chuckle. "As for a swim suit..." The blonde stepped past her, grabbing the other's hand on the way as she stepped back in the house.

Moving to the hall where she had dropped off her actual suitcase, she popped it open and began to filter through it. "I'm pretty sure I have one...." she said digging through her clothing before finally pulling out a sky blue bikini. Her smile faltered for a second, remembering that Tristan had bought it for her for the summer months. Why waste a good bikini though? Grace had only tried it on once and that was to model it from him. It was solid light blue in color, simple, and complimented her body amazingly. Actually it was pretty revealing but it was all she had at the moment.

"Alright, I'll change down here and meet you outside..." she said with a grin before shutting her suitcase and heading to the nearest bathroom.

"Alright, I'll see ya there." Wendy chirped again, turning on the ball of her foot and heading back upstairs to her room, instinctively locking the door behind her as she began to strip down. She quickly took off her shirt, which was alot easier than it would have been if the buttons were all in their place. Her mind flashed back to that little incident earlier today, and she blushed visibly. She was really glad she managed to weasel her way out of that little problem.

When she was finally bare, she opened the top drawer and rummaged around for a second before she found what she was looking for. A bright bikini with beautiful red, green and pink flower designs on it, all on a blue background, complete with a silky blue see-through wrap.

She hadn't got a chance to wear it yet, because of the fact it was exactly the most modest swimsuit out there and Wendy could imagine her parents having a heart attack the second they saw her in it. She chuckled when she remembered what her sister had told her earlier. "What mom and dad don't know won't hurt them. Besides...with me gone I bet they have you on an even tighter leash."

She figured now was as good of a time as any to try it on for size. She quickly slipped it on, loving it's silky feel against her skin. She tied the wrap loosely on her waist, so it "covered" her right thigh more than her left, and slipped on her pair of flip-flops she wore around the house, or when she was going to go somewhere at the spur of the moment.

She looked her self over in her large mirror for a moment, satisfied to see she looked quite...well, sexy. She made her way out of her room and downstairs to see if Grace was ready....

Nodding, Grace turned as well, heading to the bathroom just down the hall. Knowing they were the only two in the house, she really didn't bother locking the door. She shut it softly and glanced over herself in the mirror. It had been a while since she'd been swimming and a while since she tried on the light blue bathing suit. She rather liked it though. It was simple enough for her to fully appreciate it and just barely enough to cover her, which Tristan liked a lot. At the time it had been a great idea, but she wasn't so sure it was something to go swimming in at her parent's house. But then again...they weren't there.

Casually pulling her shirt over her head, she tossed it gently to the side and ruffled her mane of hair making it a bit messier but still easy to work with. Grace squirmed out of her jeans and other clothes, taking note she had put on a little more weight. Not too much, but just enough to make her worry...especially in the behind area. Thanks to her morning runs, she was a pretty fit girl. Her legs especially. They were gorgeously defined, her thighs and calves just the right shape and incredibly smooth. The rest of her body wasn't bad, she still had a few curves but they were in all the right places. Grace had a nice tight behind, but it was slightly bigger than most. Lucky for her it didn't stick out too much, but what it'd look like in this bikini she had no clue.

After taking a look at herself in the mirror she slid on her bikini bottoms and frowned a little. They weren't bad looking, they just showed a little more than she would have liked, and that was saying something considering they showed a lot to begin with. Next she slipped her arms through the straps of her top and tied it loosely in the back. Again it was slightly two small, but she glanced over herself in the mirror. Her chest looked like it was going to explode out she still looked sexy in it.

"Oh well, I'll make the best of it," she sighed taking a step out of the bathroom. Wendy didn't look to be down yet so the blonde made her way back to her suitcase and fished out a large dolphin towel and wrapped it around her waist. It wasn't long before she heard footsteps, her blue eyes glancing up to see Wendy coming down the steps. Her jaw almost dropped seeing her, but luckily she held composure. Grace often forgot that Wendy wasn't 16 anymore. It seemed like time stopped back then but seeing her in her bikini made her realize how much her sister had really grown. She felt like pinching the girl's cheek and calling her all grown up, but decided to stay put.

"Lookin good, lil sis. Dad would die if he saw you in that!" she giggled as Wendy got closer to her. Before the girl got to reply, Grace was bolting toward the patio door. "Last one in does dishes!" she called leaving the door open as she bolted through. Once she reached pool side, she easily dropped her towel and dove into the water.

Wendy's was surprised, to say the least when she saw how Grace looked in the bikini she had dug out of her suit case. She was really beautiful, to say the least. Grace had always been alot taller than Wendy, and it was a default she was going to have better looking legs. Long, fit and silky smooth were the only words Wendy could come up with to describe them.

That wasn't to say the rest of her wasn't just as beautiful. Wendy, though well endowed her self had always been more than a little jealous of her sisters bust. And now it looked like her perfectly defined and firm breasts were going to explode out of her bikini top.

Wendy felt a little weird, thinking about Grace like that. It was almost like she was checking her. Wait...did she really feel that way? She had always known her sister was beautiful but now it was like she felt that she was, well...hot. She shrugged it off as fast as she could, pushing that thought deep into her mind.

'Nah, couldn't be...' she finally thought to her self, watching as Grace suddenly took off, challenging her as she did so. Wendy huffed, running to catch up to her but knowing it was in vain. "Hey, no fair! You cheated!" She called after her, sprinting as fast as she could.

She almost tripped along the way, but managed to maintain her balance. She saw her sister dive in, and closed the distance between them fast enough so that some of the water rained down on her. She quickly untied the wrap and slipped out of her sandals, diving in after Grace. Once they both surfaced, Wendy began to splash the cool water into Grace's face. "Take that, you damn cheater!" she shouted playfully, not letting up.

Yes, little Wendy was all grown up it seemed. She was 18 now, finally considered a woman in the eyes of normal society. Their parents would always say different, but she was considered a legal adult by law. Why couldn't they see it as the same? That wasn't the point though. Wendy's body had filled out since the last time she saw her...or had she?

Grace had never paid much attention to her sister's figure. She was beautiful to say the least, but it wasn't like she measured the girl's bust size and waist with her eyes. It was a weird thought a very weird thought. Wendy actually looked sexy and using the word in association with her, unnerved Grace a bit. For one she was her sister and sisters were definitely not to think of each other in such ways.

Forgetting her previous thoughts, Grace darted toward the pool at lightening speed. So she had cheated a bit. It was just a little fun, besides she spent all those years letting Wendy win everything just because she was younger. It was her turn to win. Tossing her towel away, the girl dove into the water quickly, confident in her victory as she heard Wendy call out to her.

Her body glided toward the bottom of the pool for a few seconds before she began to swim to the surface. Grace absolutely loved the water. It put her at ease and was so easy to filter through. The minute her head broke the surface, she took in a breath only to get water in her mouth from a splash. Spurting a little she then pouted splashing back at Wendy.

"I didn't cheat!!" she said defensively but then laughed shielding her face from the continuing splashes. "Ok, I did a little, but you still love me anyhow!" Without warning, Grace dove under water again and opened her eyes, the chlorine stinging just a little as she twisted her body around, to swim up behind her sister. Within seconds she broke the surface and had her arms wrapped around the girl's waist. Bowing her head slightly she whispered in Wendy's ear. "Better hold your breath..."

"Better hold your breath..." Upon hearing those words, Wendy sighed. "This is gonna suck...isn't it?" She asked rhetorically, breathing in and holding her breath. But in that split second, she noticed that her sisters arm wrapped around her waist felt...well, it felt nice. She didn't know what to make of it.

She attempted to squirm out for a split second, but it was in vain. In what seemed like a blink of the eye, she was underwater. The slight stinging sensation of chlorine in her eyes irritating her, but she just shrugged it off. She didn't know if Grace was down here with her or not, nor did she care. Her only thought was of getting back up and getting back at her.

She swam a few feet away from the spot where she had been ambushed by Grace and surfaced, breathing in with an audible gasp and splashing every which way as she tried to regain her composure, her ears having water in them and her eyes still stinging from the water.

"Ya see what I mean, Grace?! You're cheater!" She couldn't help but laugh as she tried to put anger into her tone, but just couldn't manage it. When she finally did regain her senses, she looked at her sister with a mock-serious gaze. "And now, you've got to pay for your cheating ways!" With a splash directed to distract her, she launched her self at Grace with the aim of wrapping her arms around her and sending them both into the water.

As Grace slipped her arms around her sister's waist she smirked, knowing that she had Wendy right where she wanted her. She was in the perfect position to dunk her and with the grip she had, the younger girl wasn't going anywhere until she allowed it. Though she didn't expect Wendy to remain still. When she squirmed, Grace held tight, but not so tight as to hurt her or anything. "No use trying to get away," she laughed teasingly. "You're getting dunked whether ya like it or not!"

In an instant, she jerked down on the brunette's waist, pushing her under while she herself stayed afloat. Gracie had thought about throwing her, but decided to be nice for now. Kicking her toned legs slowly, she treaded the water looking around for where Wendy might pop up. The sunlight reflected off the water in some areas causing her blue eyed gaze to narrow into somewhat of a squint. Where is that girl? she asked herself, growing anxious to know where the younger girl was.

Splashing was heard to her right, and she quickly spun to face the noise. Wendy looked cute her arms flailing about still suffering from the effects of being pushed under. It was funny to see her trying to settle back in the water. If she didn't know any better she might've thought she was drowning, but she was just fine.

"Cheater's such a strong word," she giggled feigning an innocent look as she treaded the water. Wendy wasn't upset, she could tell from her laughter. It was all just good fun right? Right. Before Grace had time to object, Wendy splashed causing her to shield her eyes. She blinked just in time to see the girl lunging at her and felt her arms wrap around her tightly as they both were knocked under.

Gracie's eyes fluttered open underwater the burning fading a bit as she got used to the chemicals. Wendy still had ahold of her it seemed and she tilted her head to see her better. Though Wendy was shorter, their chests were pressed against each other as they went under and Grace found herself liking the feel of it. Shaking her head she quickly pushed the thought from her mind. What on earth was she thinking?! Squirming out of her sister's grip, it felt as though her lungs were going to burst as she desperately pawed her way up. The minute her head was out of the water, she blushed a bit ashamed of her previous thought. What was wrong with her?

"No fair, Wendy," she pouted seeing the girl's head above water. "But I guess we're even...for now," Grace splashed a little more water her way and floated to the side of the pool to catch her breath.

Wendy was more than pleased to see that her "attack" succeeded, managing once again to hold her breath just in time as she felt her self once more splash underneath the water, this time with Grace firmly in her arms as she did so, happy that she was making her sister taste her own medicine, so to say. By now, she was used to the chlorine so it wasn't so much of an irritant.

There was a brief moment under there where their breasts were pressed together. Wendy felt...excited when it happened. She could feel her self getting turned on by it, which both shocked her and scared her at at the same time. What was with her today?! Grace was her sister, for goodness sake! As they surfaced, Wendy noticed Grace was blushing as well. Could it be that, perhaps she had felt the same way...?

No, it couldn't be. Her sister wasn't like that, and she shouldn't be thinking about her like that, either. Wendy scolded her self mentally, almost positive that her face was flushed a gentle red as well. Wendy just hoped Grace would chalk it up to all the fun and games, or the temperature it was, or something. She began to feel somewhat scared...

If her sister ever found out what she had been thinking a few moments ago, she was positive it would be the end of their relationship. And that was the last thing she wanted, especially when they were trying to reconnect like this. She tried desperately to forget about that, and act as normal as she could.

"Hey, all's fair in love and war, sis." She quipped, swimming after her and resting on the side of the pool, leaning on the edge of it with her elbow to support her self.