You sit on your chair, thinking about all of this for awhile, letting it really sink in. Amanda respects you more than anyone else, except maybe for mom, and you've always gotten along great with her. Although you could get Amanda to change her mind, your mom would blame you for her changing her mind, and would eat you instead. No matter what, it looks like tomorrow is going to be your last day on earth. Suprisingly, you don't feel any resentment for your sister or your mother, just hope that they will continue to live on happily after you're gone.
Standing up from your chair, you exit your room and cross the hall to Amanda's room. Her door is closed, so you knock on it gently. "Can I come in?" you ask through the hard wood door.
"It's open!" she calls, and you open the door and enter who room, closing the door behind it. Her room is a standard girl's room for her age, you suppose. Posters of various bands and movie stars clutter her walls, with some stuffed animals she's had since she was just a little girl. "Lock the door behind you." she calls from her closet, her back turned to you to, giving you a nice view of her bubblebutt, growing nicely despite being covered by those tight shorts. The girl's rooms all have locks, but you were never given the convienience, being the boy of the family, just in case any of the girls woke up one night with a case of the munchies.
As you stand nervously by the entrance to her room, Amanda continues to go through her closet, until finally she pulls out a tight pink shirt that stretches over her bust and leaves her belly exposed and a black, shiny mini skirt that hugs her young hips well. "What do ya think bro? I'm wearing these for the party tomorrow." she says happily, her face beaming.
That outfit always gave you the good shivers, as it shows off all her best features and has the words "Boys make me go BURP!" written on it in sparkly glitter, with BURP! dominating most of the shirt. She got it a year a go, so it's a little tight on her now, but that only makes it sexier. She knows you always liked seeing her in that outfit, so she probably chose it to appease you. "I love it!" you say honestly with a smile, happy she is still thinking of you and your desires.
Amanda giggles and does a cute little twirl. "You always stare at me when I wear this, so I thought it might be nice for it to be the last outfit you see me in." she says in an almost innocent fashion, which you know she's doing just to tease you. Already your hard on is buldging in your pants just thinking of her in it.
"So.. umm... I decided I want to stay the night with you." you admit, getting right to the point to try to dodge any more of this teasing that is getting you ao worked up.
Smiling, Amanda hangs her clothes back on her closet, then goes over to her to bed and sits down. "I figured." she says, patting the spot next to her for you to take a seat. Sitting next to her, she turns to you and smiles. "I can't wait tomorrow when I finally get to eat you!" you squeals happy.
Blushing, you look down at your feet, cock twitching in your pants. "What's wrong bro? Aren't you happy for me?" she asks, leaning her head to look into your eyes.
"I am, Amanda, it's just.." you begin, but stop yourself, not wanting to tell her that what she is saying is making you horny. Yet, you don't want her to think you don't want her too, that would put a big disappointment on her big day. From the conversation in your room, you know she's not going to drop it. Maybe you should just tell her and get it over with?
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