EroticLily
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Vanessa expelled a quiet sigh of relief once her parents ceased their barrage of hugs and kisses to let her take her bags upstairs. It’d been several months since she’d had time off from work to travel back to her family’s home, so she understood their enthusiasm. She was happy to be back in her hometown for the holidays this year, but she needed a few minutes of downtime. Setting her handbag down on the bed in her childhood room, Vanessa enjoyed a moment of nostalgia. Her room, for the most part, looked the same as it had when she’d left it at the age of 21. She smirked when she noticed that the Johnny Depp poster she’d gotten as a gift when she was 16 was still there above her bed; the things he’d seen her do late at night when everyone else was asleep…
Now she was 28, with a lucrative job across the country and her own apartment. A lot had changed over the years and most for the better. The one thing that she did regret was falling out of touch with her younger brother, but she knew he’d be coming to visit too. They’d probably pick up right where they left off as they always did. As mom checked on the dish in the oven and dad messed with a tangled string of lights for the tree in the living room, Vanessa unpacked a couple things from her suitcase so they wouldn’t wrinkle. She briefly considered changing her clothes (skinny sweatpants and a fitted Henley top) but when she heard a familiar commotion downstairs, she abandoned the idea. Her brother had arrived and she was eager to see him. Swinging her bedroom door open, Vanessa made haste downstairs.
Now she was 28, with a lucrative job across the country and her own apartment. A lot had changed over the years and most for the better. The one thing that she did regret was falling out of touch with her younger brother, but she knew he’d be coming to visit too. They’d probably pick up right where they left off as they always did. As mom checked on the dish in the oven and dad messed with a tangled string of lights for the tree in the living room, Vanessa unpacked a couple things from her suitcase so they wouldn’t wrinkle. She briefly considered changing her clothes (skinny sweatpants and a fitted Henley top) but when she heard a familiar commotion downstairs, she abandoned the idea. Her brother had arrived and she was eager to see him. Swinging her bedroom door open, Vanessa made haste downstairs.