Kayla DIRT #3

It takes Lisa a while, but you finally get the goods:

KAYLA

Age: 18

Height: 5’2’’

Weight: 135

Cup size: 36 C

• Kayla comes from Gurlberg

• She’s going to the University of Florida, Gurlberg Campus this fall

• She doesn’t play sports

• Looks pretty normal on social media

• At FUTA she works on Rita’s team doing general maintenance and service jobs

• She could probably make more money at a dairy farm I mean look at the tits on this bitch

There’s a picture attached of Kayla drinking from a juice box with another employee. Kayla’s top is much too tight. Her chest bulges against it. That’s a bit odd to you. Kayla’s always been openly thirsty for hot guys like most girls, and she would occasionally be shameless about certain things in front of you and your mom, but she’d never dressed in an especially slutty way. She dressed to look good, but wearing clothes that are just obviously much too small… that’s new.

No. No. Wait a minute.

You storm into the admin building again, and Lisa’s ready for you. The wall is made of glass; Annette is in her office. So you can’t grab Lisa and shake her.

“What the fuck is this?” you demand in a hoarse whisper.

“It’s what you asked for,” she replies, crossing her legs and assuming a dignified, sexy secretary pose. You hate to admit it, but she really makes professional clothes work for her. She’s no athlete, but she has nice legs and those glossy, black pantyhose make sure that everyone notices.

“It’s all shit I already know!”

“No, shit! You’re her fucking sister!”

“Then why did you send it?”

“You asked for it!”

“I didn’t ask for shit I already know! I want to know what she’s up to!”

Lisa looks sharply at the window, where Annette is looking in your direction. She hears the raised voices. You clear your throat, and Lisa takes a deep breath.

“Who says she’s up to anything?” she asks. “Why would she be? She’s the normal one. You’re the weird one. FUTA has to be selective with hires because of NDAs and stuff. The pay is really good for unskilled staff. Room and board. It’s the perfect summer job. Who says your sister’s not just saving up for a car?”

“She has a car,” you snap. “I can understand her coming to work here. Why keep it a secret?”

“Because it’s weird. You’re here,” Lisa says, pointing at you. “There’s all this sibling rivalry comparison stuff. You’re a celebrity. She’s not. She doesn’t want to get into all that.”

That would be believable with anyone but Kayla. Kayla doesn’t care about awkwardness. She wants what she wants and she wants it now. She was like that when she was six and she hasn’t changed. So what does she want?

“Stalk her,” you order Lisa. “Do your thing.”

“Oh,” Lisa says, giving you a look.

“What?” you snap.

“It’s like that. You got that sister fetish. You want those pics of your sister?”

“I want to know what she’s doing! That’s all!”

“Come on, Riley. You can be honest with me,” Lisa says, laying her hand on her bosom and giving you the most obnoxious look ever.

A vein in your forehead throbs.