This choice: Isabelle, her sister, dressed in a similar fashion... • Go Back...Chapter #4Isabelle, her sister, dressed in a similar fash... by: imphic   What the fuck, Mackenzie thought as she glanced at the knocker before ducking back. She shook her head incredulously and then peeked a second take.
Indeed, it was her little sister, Isabel. The blonde college student was knocking at a frantic pace now. She seemed haggard and frightened: bags were under her emerald eyes; her pale cheeks were ruby. Also, she was buck naked.
Mackenzie looked around with caution before she advanced. Macckenzie stopped in front of a bush that she hoped would obscure a passerby's view. "Isabel, I'm over here," she called in a low voice.
Isabel jumped in panic when she heard her name. Her firm rack and lovely rump jiggled as she did and when she turned around to see her big sister. Her already large eyes became almost anime girl level as she saw that not only was Mackenzie behind her, but she was also in the buff.
"Mac, what are you doing outside? Naked?" she asked. Isabel moved her arms over her sex and across her breasts.
Mackenzie turned away a little and her face flushed more. "That's my line, Bel. Anyway, come over here."
Isabel nodded and quickly complied. After she did, a thought occurred to Mackenzie. "Bel, you're weren't attacked we're you?" she asked with big sisterly concern.
The blonde shook her head. "No. I assume you weren't either."
"No. I... I was locked out of my house," Mackenzie confessed while looking at her cute feet.
"Okay, but while you were naked," Isabel asked rhetorically while head-gesturing at the redhead's nude form. "I told you those walks you take would bite you on your exposed butt."
Mackenzie brought a hand to her burning cheek. "Well at least this is a first for me. You've been undressed at work, the park, the beach, the gym..."
Isabel grimaced. "Don't make it sound like I'm a exhibitionist! I'm just prone to those situations."
"Fair enough," Mackenzie said with a nod. "Anyway, I assume you were coming to me for help. I could use your help trying to get through a window. Unless you had a backup plan?"
Isabel opened her mouth and then closed it. Her foot moved the dirt around until she finally spoke her mind. "Hardy isn't too far. Based on his posts, he's almost always home this early."
Mackenzie blinked. "Hardy? You think two naked twenty-something sisters should appear on Handsy Hardy's doorsteps?"
Isabel finally looked at her big sister. "That's not fair. He only gets... that way when he's been drinking."
Mackenzie resisted scoffing. Now was not the time to fight. "If you have your heart set on damseling to him, I'll go with you."
"Since there's two of us now, it should be safer if we try to signal down someone for help," Isabel suggested as a third path.
Mackenzie sighed. Her sister could spend most of the morning come up with ideas, but would be unable to decide. She would have to take the lead.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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