Sophie, your best friend

You smile and open the door to Sophie. In many ways she is more like the sister you never had. The two of you met three years ago when she moved to town after her parents’ divorce. Since then, you have been virtually inseperable, even enrolling in the same college.

“Hey, Soph! You are up bright any early,” you say, throwing the door open. “I wasn’t expecting you until after lunch.”

Sophie looks at her watch. “It is 12:45. Are you just getting up?”

“Wow. I guess I really did lose track of time. No wonder I’m so hungry. Come on in; let’s grab something to eat here.”

A loud thumping intensifies down the hallway, accompanied with an animal-like howl. Vanessa’s unsuppressed cry follows: “Oh FUUUUUCCCKKKK!!!!!!”

Sophie grins. “Has it been like that all morning? I’m surprised you got any sleep at all. By the way, how is Jeff? I assume he was happy to see you and that’s why you needed the extra sleep?”

You pull out some stuff from the fridge and set it on the counter. “Jeff wasn’t home, but I made a new friend. You just missed him. But in answer to your first question, Vanessa and Aron been like that on and off all morning. I’m betting Bryan’s in there, too. She gets loudest when she has an audience to play to. What about you? Did you have a good time with Jackson last night?”

She smiles and says. “I did. There’s nothing quite like being there for a guy when he steps off a submarine for the first time in six months! His periscope stayed up all night long!”

You hear a door open down the hallway and look to see one of your brothers padding into the kitchen, wearing nothing but a pair of boxer briefs. A light film of sweat makes his chest and shoulders glisten, and his wet hair is plastered to his forehead. You notice that despite his evident sexual exertions, he is still sporting a semi-hard erection, bulging in his boxer briefs.

“Hey, Sis. Hey, Soph,” he says, unembarrassed, as he walks past you and pours himself some juice.

“Hey, Bro,” you respond, never quite sure which one is which because they look so much alike. “Just coming up for air, or are you wrapping things up for the day?”

“I think Aron’s going back for more,” said Bryan. “Wish I could, too, but I’ve got a date. Say, any chance you gals are going into town? I need to get to the library.”

“You have a date at the library?” Sophie asks.

“It’s a long story,” says Bryan. “I’ve got to grab a shower. Can you do it?”

You and Sophie exchange glances. You hadn’t really planned out your afternoon.