All Woman

I rub my clammy palms over my jeans and wait for my sister to answer her door. As I wait I try to find a cool way to stand and think of witty things to say. God, this really did feel like a date.

I knock again and wait…and wait. There is no answer and no sounds from within. I open the door and inch an peek in. “Trix?” She wasn’t here. Closing the door I step back and cross my arms. Unlike me she could be ready in an instant. Had I kept her waiting too long? Where could she be? I wonder if she is waiting for me down at my car when I notice a crack of dim light at the attic door. I walk down the hall and put my ear to the ajar entry. I hear Trixie speaking in a low soft voice that made it impossible to make out the words. I push the door open and the old hinges announcing my arrival and causing Trix to stop talking. I walk up the creaky wooden steps to see my little sister standing in front of Vespera. She leans in and hugs the black cocoon and kisses my twin.

“I love you.” She whispers sweetly.

Then with a hop and twirl she turns to face me and I stand agog. Trix was in her human form but looking like I’d never seen her. Her short purple hair was combed flat and had a new little swoop at the edges, a pink hair bow sat just above her left ear. Her freckled cheeks had a just a hint of blush over them, her large expressive hazel eyes done up with a little eyeshadow and mascara, and her lips a lovely shade of soft strawberry. She wore a loose rose pink shoulderless Bardot top with hanging half sleeves that left just a tantalizing glimpse of her soft tummy between it and the matching hip hugging mid-thigh length skirt. Her shapely legs were exposed, I’d never seen Trix show this much skin before, and on her bare feet she wore white sandals. Clutched in both her hands in front of her a small pink handbag. She blinks her big eyes and shifts nervously as she looks at me looking at her.

Adorable didn’t even come close to describing her, but not like her usual cute self. Adorable in a whole new sexy grown up way. If I ever had any doubts that she was no longer the girl I grew up with they were put to rest here and now for the beauty that stood before me now was ALL woman. She hadn’t the super model looks of her mother nor the long lean grace of Devany but she had a wholesome cutesy charm all her own. She could have appeared like anything yet she remained perfectly Trixie, just done up magnificently. She was short, her smiling freckled face cherubic and honest, her curvy body a tiny bit plump in the best possible way, soft in all the right places, and more than anything she just exuded an inner goodness that was as clear and pure as the midday sun. She was absolutely fucking gorgeous!

The longer I stand there stunned the more self conscious she becomes.

“Ummm.” She says sheepishly. “You…look very handsome Jake.”

I let out the breath I’d been holding and say with a hushed awe. “You look…amazing!”

“Really?” She looks down and lifts the side of her skirt a little. “Not too pink?”

“Not on you. You look beautiful Trix! Wow!”

The shy blushing smile that lights up her face fills me with a rare joy.

“Good.” She says with relief as she fiddles with and smooths her rosy garments. “These are real clothes. I can’t change them.”

I could see in her face she was very proud of her outfit and excited to be wearing it. This was a special occasion.

“Well they are wonderful, and so are you.”

“You’re wonderful.” She says in a small happy voice as she nibbles her lip and bats her eyes in the cutest God damned way imaginable. She had no idea how sexy she was, which only made it sexier! She would be turning heads tonight.

I turn and offer my arm. “Shall we?”

She giggles and starts forward…before stumbling. She clumsily catches herself, stands straight, and primps her clothes again. “Real sandals too.” She says a bit embarrassed.

I smile warmly as she loops her arm into mine. As her forearm rests against mine I could feel her body was just a bit more firm than usual. I wasn’t sure if that was to help the clothes lie more naturally or if it was nerves. I pat her hand assuringly. Motioning back toward Ves I ask. “What were you two talking about?”

“Girl talk.” Trixie grins impishly. “You wouldn’t understand.”

“Fine, keep your secrets.” I chuckle and blow my twin a kiss. “Come on Trix, let’s go have some fun.”