Your sister Marilyn

You follow the melodic sounds of Marilyn's piano to her room. You find her repeating melodies, refining her fingers on white and black tiles as always. You wait for her to finish her piece before calling her out.

"Hey Marilyn, still as good as ever."

She comes to you when she hears your voice. "Oh I didn't notice you brother."

"Because I didn't want to be noticed. Otherwise you would have stopped your piece."

"I'm glad you like my melodies. I feel like the piano is part of my soul so when you say that, to me it's just like saying you like me. And it does mean a lot when it comes from you."

"I always tell you you admire me too much."

"Yes, and I'll never stop because you're really an awesome big brother." She hugs you tightly for a while then steps back to continue the conversation. "So ? Don't you have something to tell me ?"

"Yes actually. I have been summoned by the king so I won't be around for a while. Maybe just a week or two."

"Really ? I'll miss you Christopher. But I'm sure you'll be fine."

"I'll miss you two. I didn't tell dad yet about your wedding but if I nail whatever the king wants me to do then I think I'll get father to listen to me."

"Okay, I trust you. You're the only one I can count on right now."

You hug again and your sister kissed your neck. You didn't know why she did that but you decided to get a feel of her ass in the process. It seemed to please her since she pressed her hip against yours even more as a response before breaking the hug and letting you go back to your quarters.