Rachel and a friend...

Your sister stepped in with a tall-ish, skinny-ish, brown-ish haired guy, who looked a little embarrassed.

“Hey sis, how’s it goin’? Did you see the note about dad being gone for the weekend? That’s exciting, right? We should have a party tomorrow night or something, huh? Oh hey, this is my… friend, Dave. He was just coming over to… help me with my homework and then we were going to watch a movie.” Your sister was prattling on a bit.

“Okey doke, I suppose you’ll be ‘studying’ up in your room, with the door closed?” You asked pointedly.

“Hehehehe... yeah, we’ll be studying for a little while.” She responded before grabbing Dave by the hand and running upstairs. You could hear her door shut in the background.

You’re not too surprised that your sister is bringing a guy home. You love her, but the girl likes boys… a lot. You decide that you should probably do some homework yourself, so you head up to your own room for a while to do some work. After a while, you hear Rach and Dave stomping downstairs, and a few minutes later you decide to join them. You enter the living room and are more than a little surprised to see Rachel lying on the couch topless in her underwear.

“Oh hey, I’m sorry, hope you don’t mind, I just thought I’d stay in my clothes this evening, I hope I’m not embarrassing you.” You say to Rachel, sarcasm dripping from your voice.

“Whatever, I’ve got a boy over, dad’s not home, Rob’s crashing at a friend’s tonight, I just figured I’d get comfortable. Dave like’s it, don’t you Dave,” she said this loud enough for Dave to hear it in the kitchen.

Dave promptly poked his head in, looking as sheepish as he had when he came in.

“Oh come on Dave, you agreed!” Rachel whined as he went back in to the kitchen.

After a moment, Dave came out of the kitchen in a pair of “thighty whiteys” and nothing else. He was almost as skinny as your sister. In fact, the two of them would kind of make a cute couple if not for the fact that Dave was so pasty and your sister was tanned from head-to-toe with not a tan line in sight. Rachel waved him over to the couch and made him lie down with him.

“Well, you guys can be as bizarre as you want, but I’m not letting you chase me back to my room. I’m watching TV,” you say, plopping down in the cushy chair next to the couch.

You all co-habitated awkwardly for about a half an hour before you decided to head up to your room. By the time you were in your room you were incredibly annoyed at yours sister for making your feel awkward in your own living room. After about fifteen minutes, your initial irritation wears off, and you’re still thinking about it, though…

“Ugh…the truth is, that I don’t really care about her being in her underwear. I don’t even care about Dave being in his underwear. They’re just enjoying watching TV and having fun being a little adventurous. It’s not like they’re having sex on the couch or anything; they’re just laying around. If a kid as awkward seeming as Dave can be comfortable with it, so can I!” All of this you say to yourself, resolved to go back downstairs.

“But I can’t just go back down like this. I clearly stormed off in a hissy, if I go back down now, they’ll feel awkward because I’m upset. I’ve got to wo-man up here,” you say, knowing what you have to do.

You unbutton your blouse, pull off your tank top, unclasp your bra, and strip off your jeans. With just your underwear on, you’re dressed just like them.