"Who's gonna hire me in this economy? And look at my age!" Sis, you don't even need money for your age. Work on getting your marks up for school inste...ad of failing each class." Fuck You!" She yelled at me. "Just tell me of any fucking jobs I can do." Hmm, babysitting, helping old people, lemonade stand, he--" You're useless." She said angrily. She got up from my bed and left my room. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~"Hey, do you know how I can use these?" My sister said to me again.. Once Gaby let her go, Lacy sat back on her heels and grinned bashfully up at her. Gaby smiled and slid down onto the floor with Lacy, kissing her lips softly.Gaby could taste her own pussy on Lacy's lips and pushed her tongue into the other girl's eager mouth, starting to remove her shirt. Gaby pulled Lacy's shirt up and off and it tossed to the side. The bra Lacy was wearing was immediately removed and Lacy had to grip the sink as Gaby's lips and tongue worked over her hard nipples. Lacy's. She never mentioned it, though, and acted as if everything were okay. Not once, in later life was the subject ever brought up. Not once, either, did I ever try again to peep at Beth.Beth and I both finished growing up. I went to college and so did Beth. After we finished college, I got a job in Los Angeles and Beth in Philadelphia. We saw each other only on visits back to the farm, and gradually we drifted apart, with occasional letters being our only contact.Neither of us married. I don't know. I made my way to the bar and ordered a drink. It had been far too long since I let go for an evening, and on this Friday night I was ready to indulge completely in all the hedonistic rituals this libidinous atmosphere encouraged.I had come alone, fueled with a bottle of wine, a bit of cocaine, and the desire for passion. I felt a good night of sex was long overdue. My eyes scanned the room, taking in the scene as I sipped my whiskey sour. The music had my entire being pulsing when my eyes met.