Amy was gradually being awoken to the smell of her older sister, Melissa's, socked foot as she sat on a chair beside the bed, her soft foot rubbing over the delicate nostrils of the sleeping brunette. She gave a few pushes of her foot against Amy 's face, part of the sock going inside Amy's open mouth as she drooled over the pillow.
"Wake up you little squirt." Mel muttered as she plied her foot into the girl's face a bit more, rubbing the damp sock all over her face. The girl eventually opened her eyes took in a breath choking on the smell as she backed away and fell off the opposite side of her bed.
"What the heck are you doing sis?" Amy asked, pulling a face at the horrid taste of Mel's sock that had briefly entered her mouth as she reached up for her glasses and slid the legs of them over her dainty little ears.
"Your alarm went off three times already." Mel told her. "You're just so pathetic and flat chested, you'll never get a lover and you're barely worthy to lick the dirt off my foot." She laughed, hiding a black shadow of menace behind her that wavered with every word she spoke. Amy put up with her sister out of necessity...nobody really got along with Mel except her lover, Sarah...and she was just as black hearted as her sister. If Amy didn't put up with her then nobody else would...that's pretty much the only reason she'd stuck with her this long.
Amy pressed her feet into her slippers and moved around the bed with a yawn, tidying the bedsheets that had fallen onto the floor as Melissa left the room.
"I'll leave some toast out for you...you don't have time for anything else." Mel called back with a smirk. She'd purposefully covered Amy's alarm clock overnight for the purpose of tormenting her in the morning and Amy was none the wiser. Amy continued with her tidying, rushing to her clothes drawers as she slipped out of her nightwear and into something more casual for college, a skirt and cardigan were th first things she grabbed and threw onto the bed before looking out a bra, some panties and a pair of socks. Amy walked back to the bed and sat down on the edge of it completely nude as she slipped the panties over her feet and pulled them up, briefly moving her butt upwards to slide them on all the way. She sat back down, her heart racing with urgency as she pulled on her socks and one of the smallest bra's that anyone her age wore.
"Damn, I need a blouse." She muttered tripping over her own feet as she stumbled back to her clothes drawers and removed a white blouse from it...soon she had everything, a plain brown skirt and beige cardigan completing the outfit. Amy ran to the living room and put the toast in her mouth, almost gagging on the charcoaled bakery product as she hurried to the bathroom and quickly brushed her teeth to get rid of the taste. Without another thought, she grabbed her bag and tossed some study notes she'd borrowed from her best friend, Ellania, inside and headed off to classes, slipping on her shoes and locking the door as she rushed off to classes. It was physical fitness this morning and Angel was hanging around the lockers looking very pleased with herself. She was one of Ella's room mates and another of Amy's friends.
"Hey Angel! Have you seen Ella? I borrowed a book of her and wanted to give it back." She asked as she stepped forward, hiding timidly behind the book and sliding her glasses back up her nose. Angel just slipped off her boots casually as she smiled at Amy, knowing full well that her room mate was now one of the socks under her feet. indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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