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Sharing My Room With My s****r (Part1)
Date: 1/22/2017, Categories: First Time Taboo Voyeur, Author: brianbigdogsmith, Source: xHamster
... there was a lot of water damage. The carpet and the bed were both soaked. Abby tended to leave her dresser drawers open, and water had gotten into most of her clothes there. Only the stuff in her closet that was off the floor was still dry. We taped up the window and put the wet clothes in bags. Mom said she'd have a laundry service take care of them. Then it was time to go to school. Abby and I are a year apart and go to the same high school, where I'm a sophomore and she's a freshman. I drive us to school and home every day. It’s a big school, and being in different grades we rarely saw each other during the day. After school that day we met at the car to go home, and she was clearly upset. In the car I asked her what was wrong. "I tried to eat lunch with Madison and Cindy today." The three of them had been inseparable in middle school, but once they reached high school, the other two had dumped my shy s****r to join a more popular clique of girls. It'd only been a couple of months, and Abby was having a hard time making new friends. "Mady and her new boyfriend made fun of me, and Cindy asked me to sit somewhere else." "I'm sorry s*s." Being shy myself I knew how lonely she must feel, but knew there wasn't anything I could do to help except be sympathetic. As I turned the wheel, I groaned bit. Abby looked up at me. "What is it," she asked, concerned. "Nothing. I'm just a little sore from sl**ping on the floor last night." "I'm ...
... sorry. You should take the bed tonight." "No, I can't have you sl**ping on the floor after a hard day. It’s not too bad, I just slept in the wrong position." After we got home, I helped Abby move some of her hanging clothes into my closet. Neither of us was a fashion freak, and we were able to cram it all in. My closet stuffed to the brim, I sat in my computer chair. "It’s sweet of you to share your room with me until Mom can get mine fixed up again. I know it's always been your personal space, and I hate to impose on your privacy." She glanced at my blank computer screen for a second, and I remembered what I'd had up there the night before. Realizing my embarrassment, she shyly glanced away and changed the subject. "I'm going to go get a snack. Want something?" I composed myself. "No thanks, I think I'm going to take a shower. And it's no trouble sharing my room, it'll just take a bit of adjustment. I know how hard it must be to have so much of your stuff ruined. Just make yourself at home and try to be comfortable." She left and I got into the shower. Abby and I share a bathroom, which connects to both rooms directly. Usually when one of us is in there, we lock the other's door. As I stood in the shower, I tried to relax and not worry about my s****r's problems or my own embarrassment from last night, and focused on letting the water relax my sore muscles. Still preoccupied, I got out of the shower, toweled off, and headed into my room to ...