No time to be sick

Sitting cross legged on his bed Bailey looked down at the mostly empty bowl of chicken noodle soup. He wasn’t sick, he was just feeling bad for himself. He knew he couldn’t lay in here all day, he had things to do, even if he didn’t want to do them. He had some chores to do, the math work book, his ballerina exercises, a video for his being a good girl. All of that was in addition to making himself look presentable, he couldn't go about anything until he looked his best and he was sure Candi would want to do something. Doubly so with her Nana coming at some point today to pick them up.

Climbing out of bed he stretched and could feel the soft tissue on his chest move discerningly. He also needed to check with Aunt Megan about that doctor's appointment. “Hey look who is up!” Candi called from the living room, looking over the back of the couch. Easily able to see into the bedroom with the door open. “Yeah I’m like feeling better.” Bailey’s eyes lingered on the front door, wishing their parents would come back instead of going.

“You sure? Because if you are… I found a groupon. Like remember when I said there was a way to shave less? Now we can do it for like way cheaper!” Of the shitty things happening to him right now, that actually sounded good. If there was one thing he hated about being a girl was the constant need to shave.

“Let me like get ready and we can do that!” He didn’t want her grandmother to show up and put an end to something good because she wanted to go play shuffleboard or whatever.

“I have to call them first silly.” Candi giggled at her friend’s excitement for laser hair removal. It would take multiple trips to do the job, but everything she saw online said it worked great.

“Yeah… I like have things to do first too.” Bailey said disappointed, before going off to get ready.

Sitting at his vanity Bailey wore a deep blue V-neck sleeveless blouse, his short pleated black skirt. He bounced his foot, while he taped the nail of his index finger on the cover of his diary. He had done everything minus the work book, but he took long enough that Candi started doing things for her social media and he had to wait on her. Looking down at his foot he grimaced when looking down at his toe nails. A good girl always looks her best. With a small shake of his head he pulled out the nail polish remover, it was okay if his nails didn’t match his outfit at least if he wasn’t going anywhere or with anyone special, but at some point he must have hit his foot on something because a few of his toes had scratches through the paint.

Sitting there in concentration as he slid the brush of paint across his toenails was how Candi found him. “Oooo pretty. Want to do mine when we get back from our appointment?”

Bailey looked up at her and then back to his foot and gave a little shrug. “Sure, do you want to use one of mine or should we pick something up?” This time a few weeks ago Bailey have never considered saying yes to a request like that, let alone the idea of shopping for more options. Now it didn’t seem out of place at all for him to do that for his friend.

“Lets see what options they have while we are out, but here scootch your feet so I can help.” Candi said, sitting on the bed and taking Bailey's foot in her hand to finish the job. “You also know this counts as you painting your nails right?”

Bailey held up the back of his hand to her and splayed his fingers. “Nah ah! See haven't painted them at all.”

Without looking up Candi smiled as she slid the brush across the pinkie toe. “The bet was about painting your nails, these are still nails and this is still paint.”

“That… that isn’t fair! I totally wouldn’t have done this if I knew!” Bailey wasn’t sure how true that statement was, with the paint chipped on his toes he knew that wouldn’t be looking his best. As it was he was constantly checking his makeup and hair for anything out of place, he couldn’t give Aunt Megan a single reason to say he wasn’t holding up his end of the bargain.

“Nothing is fair in love and war little sister, a bet is war and I love you. So like nothing will be fair. If you have a complaint, bring it up to your older sibling in writing for it to be reviewed.” Bailey stuck his tongue out at her, not sure if she could see him do it while she was looking down at his foot. He would need to be more careful, when he won the bet all he got was to pick her ice cream thanks to Derrick… Bailey also knew he only won because of him too. Still when Candi won the last bet she made him tell her father what size ring Mommy wore. He could have just lied or pretended to do it, why did he even listen to this girl.

He felt her blowing on his toes, if he had any hair on his legs they would have stood up feeling her warm breath. Seeing her smile at that second reminded him why, it was because this girl was so pure. She wasn’t exactly innocent, but something about her. The way she smiled genuinely about the smallest thing made him want to help her hold onto that spark of pureness let alone be the one to take it from her. Sure he would still like to push himself into her and hear her call his name, but that was different. He wanted to do that with most females, with Candi though most of the time he didn’t even see her as a sexual object, she was just his friend. Most of the time, he mind added thinking back to them kissing.

“Hey umm, do you like want to talk about the other night?” Bailey asked now that his mind was on the subject of their soft pillowy lips touching.

“When are parents were having sex? Ewww no, I mean good for them, but still eww.” Candi fluttered her hands and fingers around her face, like she was trying to chase off a bug that was giving her the mental image.

“No, I like the other night with us…” Candi reached out and took Bailey’s hands in her own as she leaned into her personal space. “Oh my god yes! I totally forgot! I was saying what we did was sooo freaking hot and I was thinking like maybe we have just Ry come over first and have him sit on the couch. I sit with him and make out and then I get up and turn off the lights or like put a blind fold on him. Oh I like the blind fold better, yeah that is perfect. Then you can give him a blow job and I can like watch. I can see what you're doing and he will call my name while you have him in your mouth. Goooaaad that sounds so hot. What do you think!?”

“You want me to give Ryan a blow job and him think it is you? Oh Sugar.” Bailey started to breathe more rapidly, he wasn’t sure what a panic attack felt like, but this could be it. His eyes widened and his lips quivered. “A blow job, too Ryan? Oh Sugar, oh Sugar.”

“Oh sugar is right, its so hot right? Wait, is it supposed to taste like sugar?”

Girls swapping out when pleasing a man sounded like something he may have watched in porn, and he did not want to be part of that. “Look, umm Candi it absolutely doesn’t taste like sugar and you see…” Candi’s phone beeped interrupting him as he tried to tell her he wasn’t into that kind of thing. “Yikes, we have to get going to make it to our appointment. Go get your shoes and lets head to the car. I can’t believe Mom trusted me enough to leave the keys with me while they went away. She is like the best Mom ever!” Candi said darting from the room, leaving Bailey sitting on the bench for his vanity. Turning around to look at himself to make sure everything was in place he let out a long sigh and stood up with his normal smile plaster to his face. At least he had the good fortune of having to shave his legs less after today.