Anne sat in the recliner of the living room, laying lazily along the armrests. A strand of her long, black hair lay between her brown eyes, pretty face pointed to the TV. Nothing was really going on tonight, which was fine. Her parents were leaving for an extended weekend trip, and they'd preferred their daughters to be home to see them off. Her larger, high C-cup breasts were only held back by a purple tank-top, panties below with black pajama pants over them.
"Girls? We're leaving," called their father. The older sibling got up and moved from the living room to the entryway, smiling and giving each parent a hug. "We'll call each night, other than that you're free to do whatever. You know the other rules, no parties, no boys," they droned on, Anne rolling her eyes. "Yeah yeah, I know," she said. Eighteen and still stuck with rules; she was a fucking adult and yet here they were, telling her what to do. "Have you seen Mia?" her mother asked, Anne shaking her head and looking back. "Hey! They're leaving!" she shouted.
"Girls? We're leaving," called their father. The older sibling got up and moved from the living room to the entryway, smiling and giving each parent a hug. "We'll call each night, other than that you're free to do whatever. You know the other rules, no parties, no boys," they droned on, Anne rolling her eyes. "Yeah yeah, I know," she said. Eighteen and still stuck with rules; she was a fucking adult and yet here they were, telling her what to do. "Have you seen Mia?" her mother asked, Anne shaking her head and looking back. "Hey! They're leaving!" she shouted.