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>"Honey, would you bring that box of books upstairs?"
>We had just moved in to our new house and were unpacking. I was between semesters at college, staying with my folks. We'd moved across town to a larger house in a better neighborhood and were almost done unpacking. The box was on top of a bookshelf. I moved to retrieve it, but my sister beat me to it. As she reached up, her shirt hiked up, exposing her perfect tummy. I gawked as she went up on her tiptoes, grunting slightly as she pulled the box off the shelf. Her shorts were cut so high her pockets were hanging out. I could see directly up the back. She was wearing white cotton panties with pink bows and pink, lacy trim. A slight sheen of sweat covered her perfect, toned ass.
>I glanced away quickly as she pivoted and handed the box to me, heart thudding.
>"Heads up!"
>I caught the box and staggered back slightly.
>"Thanks, sis," I said.
>She blew a strand of hair out of her face and tucked it behind her ear.
>"Let's hurry up and get this shit unpacked, I'd like to get our rooms somewhat straight."
>"Ok," I said, "What's the rush?"
>"Nothing really, the clutter is just driving me nuts, and I'd like to get a change of clothes. Feeling a bit grimy."
>I took the box downstairs to the living room.
>"Thanks, hon." My mom cut the box open and began filling the bookshelf.
>"Molly and Jenn are coming over later to sleep over with your sister. Can you start the dishwasher for me real quick and help your sister do a once over on the upstairs bathroom?"
>"Sure thing, Mom."
>Molly and Jenn were my sister's two best friends...and they happened to be identical twins. Dishwasher started, I felt the front of my jeans tighten as I trudged upstairs.
