"No, wait a bit."

“Oh um… okay. What day would be better?”

“Well Saturday would be good. Then you wouldn’t miss school. Does that sound alright with you?”

“That sounds great, I’ll be looking forward to it all week.”

You smiled, “Alright Amber, you should get some sleep. Love you.”

“I love you too, goodnight.”

With the phone call over you head to bed. It was a good idea to have your sister wait a while. You’d have to scope out The Garden, you wanted to make her visit good, so finding a party you could get her into goes without saying. She deserved to have a bit of fun. God knows she’s had a rough time.

Honestly you had no idea how exactly you’d find where they were having parties over the weekend, but asking around seemed as good an idea as any. Luckily there were always parties in The Garden. Every weekend without fail from the research you’d done. Eventually someone did toss out the info of a party going on. They weren’t sure of the address exactly but the description and general direction was all you needed.

You found a nice southern style Mansion that matched the description perfectly. You were quick to break in. The registry book was filled with all the people who’d be in attendance along with their job title. At least they didn’t hide why they were inviting people. You add yourself in as a self employed author. It would be practically impossible to prove that you weren’t really an author. Your sister, you add as a plus one for you. You didn’t want her to have to lie about a career. Grabbing a few things on your way out you were surprised by the way the wealthy just leave their valuables sitting around. Thinking about it, it was a good thing you did get some loot, you didn’t have any clothes to go to a fancy party, neither did your sister. Good thing you knew her measurements.

Saturday rolled around before you know it. Not doing much each night you ensured that the clothes for the party were ready. When you heard the knock at your door you were quick to invite your sister in.

She was a spitting image of your mother, based off pictures at least. Her long hair fell into a shade somewhere between brown and blonde and she had a youthful look about her. Even if she was your sister you couldn’t help but notice her body, she had a perfect hourglass figure with a supple ass and D cup breasts. Her body didn’t really match her face, her soft features and bright blue eyes made her look innocent.

“What are you looking at?” She asked breaking you from your analysis.

Looking away you said, “I just forgot what a cute little sister I have.”

She laughed before hugging you, “I missed you.”

“I missed you too Amber. By the way did I mention that I got us into a big rich people party?”

She squealed, “Are you serious? That’s gonna be so much fun, when it is it?”

“In like two hours?”

Her face dropped, “How am I supposed to get ready? I don’t even have anything to wear!”

“Ah don’t worry, I handled that for you.”

Revealing the dress you had made for her, the look on her face made the money worth it. When she put it on you were surprised by how much shorter it was than you’d expected but she thought it was perfect. Remembering her age you shuddered at the thought that may be the least revealing dress she’s going to wear to a party. College isn’t a good place for modesty. Setting that aside she spent the entire time getting ready, doing her hair and makeup. She really did seem excited about the prospect of going to a formal party.

When you finally rolled up at the party you were extremely self conscious of your shitty car. Hopefully nobody would notice, and hopefully nobody would have your car towed thinking that you weren’t a guest. Inside, the mingling began. So many interesting people to meet, maybe it would be a good time to take some notes on potential marks. Fuck it maybe you should just turn on the charm and try to get laid.