Well, not the trouble you expected anyway

When your sister recommended you take a bath, a part of you expected a pleasant surprise. Well, pleasant in the current context anyway. A conversation was not expected. Stripped naked in the bath you sit, listening to some of your favorite tunes you look at the opposite wall and you see her lips.

"Hey, so I got to looking online, this website you ordered this thing from has a TON of stuff for sale. You can expect to have measurements taken when you come over here later. Actually come to think of it that can be your excuse for coming to my room sooner. We can be getting your measurements to get you some new clothes. So once you are all done in here get your pj's on and head on over!"

That's what kinda sucked about those conversations is that they were always one way. But she made sense, it was a great excuse. It concerned you though that she was getting measurements and wanting to order more stuff online. You knew they sold more than cock rings, but you never dug into the effects of other items they may have had for sale. Sincerely hoping to have a say in that conversation you finish soaping yourself up and check to make sure you are all good in back. Pleased with your results you towel yourself off and head back into your room. Throwing your towel into the hamper and grabbing your pj's you look at the plug and realize you left the lube in your sister's room. Palming it you grab your hamper and head down to the laundry. Passing your sister's door you toss the plug in and mouth to her "No Lube." She nods with a bit of an eye roll. You continue down to the laundry and load the washer with your dirty clothes. After your towel you spot your underware. Covered in your dried semen you stare and quickly toss it in. Sure you used your underware before but they were never drenched like that. Loading the washer you go over to your mom.

"I'm going to go over to "Jane's room, she is gonna help me get some measurements. After that we were gonna watch a movie."

"Okay hon, you two want the TV?"

"Na, it's a scary movie and her room gets darker at night. We'll use her laptop."

"Okay, have a good night. I'm off to bed here in a minute."

"Have a good night mom, I'll move my laundry in the morning so you don't have to hear the dryer tonight."

Heading back upstairs you close the door behind you. Looking at your sister.

"She's off to bed."

"Great! let's get business sorted. But before that, drop'em"