"Some day soon," said Debby. "Don't you worry. They'll be pawing you like bears paw honey. Don't you worry." Debby pulled her two titties into place in her bra. She slipped gracefully into panties. Sharon wondered why her sister bothered with that stuff. It was common knowledge that at least once a day she fucked her boyfriend. Why bother with getting dressed in all that stupid clothing if you were just going to have to take it all off during lunch? Sharon knew for a fact that when the time came she herself would wear no underwear, no bra, and the loosest skirt possible. A quick fuck would be the best possible thing that could happen to her, and there would be no sense in cluttering it up with a lot of useless old fashion equipment. She smiled as her sister turned to her and said: "Don't you think you ought to get up, too? We had to be at school in a few minutes."

"Later for that," said Sharon. "I don't want to do anything right now except lay here in bed." She reached down between her legs to scratch an itch on her thigh.

"Oh, I see," said Debby. "You have something down there you have to look into? Is that it?"

"That's nasty," said Sharon. "You mind your own business!" She picked up a pillow and threw it across the room at Debby who was easily out the door and away before the pillow hit anywhere near her.

But that was all fine with Sharon. For the younger Pettibone girl wanted only to be alone. She wanted to have just this opportunity to get to her mound. She slipped her two hands down between her legs and spread the perfect little twat lips there. It only took her a moment more to get a finger up against her clitoris, which, incidentally, was quite hard. She pulled and pushed on the rubbery little clit button, and then she took to pinching it off in a steady rhythm. "Mmmmm," she hummed to herself, "this is the way to wake up in the morning."