After a short while - though still quite impressively long for a Faery - the hot water and your sister's happy frolicking gets the better of you, you dive under and emerge laughing and throwing your hair back, giggling as your twin complains laughingly about you splashing her. Of course, that just mean you have to splash her, and soon you are both giggling and laughing and splashing water on each other like there was no tomorrow.
Eventually, though, you both tire, and still giggling a bit, you settle down to lounge and dry one pair of wings at least, near the basin's edge.
Julie - and you, by definition - really is a bombshell, you've decided. You have had some fun with girls since Kaylee showed you how - and a warring flash of heat between your legs as you remember her making you scream as you came and a stab of regret as you remember the frog making her scream as it ate her flashes through you - and your sisters have always been amongst the more stunning faerie folk... but you've never made a shot for any of them. Even for a Faerie, that's a bit much... though given how few male faeries there are, you supposed you've had a half-sister or two between your legs before...
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