She misses the bus

Lilian's heart was racing as she flew out the door, only to drop into her stomach as she watched the school bus drive away. she felt her knees shake as she fought off tears, watching her chance at a new life drive off into the distance.

No. She couldn't give up just yet, not while she still had options!

It wasn't an ideal start to her new, more independent life, but she could still ask her father to drop her off. He might be mad she'd missed her bus after pushing so hard for this, but he couldn't resist her pouting face.

"Daddy!" She called out as she buried back into the house.

No response.

She made her way down the hallway, past the living room and into the kitchen, finding no sign of her father or mother.

"Mom! Dad!" She tried again, now racing towards the garage.

The garage was empty, both cars gone and with them any chance of Lilian making it to her first day if school.

The realisation hit her but this time she didn't feel like crying, she just felt empty. With no hope left she trudged herself back up the stairs and into her room. Falling to her bed face down she screamed her frustration into the sheets.

"You didn't make it?" Damian ask from her doorway.

"What do you think." She replied, her voice muffled through sheets.

Damian did feel bad, after all it was his actions that likely kept her from making it on time. But it was hard to properly feel guilty while staring at her ass.

Lilian's skirt had flipped up as she dropped herself to the bed, giving Damian a clear view from the doorway. Looking closely between her legs he could see the stain he'd left on her panties.

"I can't believe I lost my clothes right before school! And the one day I need a lift somewhere mom and dad are both out!"

"I think they were both nervous about you're first day. They both found things to keep them occupied so they wouldn't be working all day."

"Uggggghhhhhh." Lilian groan in frustration, rolling herself onto her back.

Her stained panties we clear to see now, the large patch pressed tight against her.

"I'll never get to go now." Lilian lamented while she flashed her brother. "The second dad hears about this I'll be pulled out if school."

"What if he doesn't find out?"

"Any minute now he'll get a call about my absence, I've got no chance."

"I can call first." Damian explained as he walked into the room to get a closer view of his sisters panties. "If I call now and pretend to be dad, I can excuse your absence before anyone finds out."

"Really! Would that work?" She jumped up, eyes beaming at her brother with hope.

"I think I can imitate his voice well enough through the phone, won't be any issues."

"Oh thank you, thank you, thank you!" Lilian dove out, trying to pull her brother into a hug but he backed off before she could connect.

"Hang on!" He warned her. "You know I'd never turn down a hug from you, but you've still got a bit of my cu- Uhh fabric softener on you."

She looked down at her shirt to the sticky patch left on it. She tried brushing it off with her hands but that just left them both covered in the stuff.

"Gosh, I never knew how persistent this stuff was." She gave up trying to clean it off and just took her shirt off.

Pulling it over her head she could feel the gooey substance brush across her face and hair. It didn't bother her, she'd need to shower anyways. For that same reason she wiped her hand clean against her thigh, before pulling her brother into a hug.

Damian hugged her back, resting his hands on her on her ass over her skirt. He'd convinced her that was normal a while ago and it'd been paying off ever since.

"You're really the best brother ever, you know that!" She told him as she pressed her shirtless chest into him.

"Do be too quick to say that, you'll owe me one now."

"I have the whole day free now, if you can get me out of any trouble I'll do whatever you want for all of it!"

Missing the first day of school was terrible, but if she could just make it to tomorrow without any incidents she'd be back on track. She'd have to try an be vague talking to her father tonight. Living to him was wrong, but if she could just leave things out or carefully frame the truth she might not have to.

"You promise?" He asked, pulling off the hug to present her his pinky.

"I'm a lady of my word." She replied, binding herself to it with a pinky swear.

"Well then." Damian couldn't help but smile as his mind raced. "I'll go call and save you, after that... maybe we can still work on getting you educated."