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Complete Opposites... (AnastashiaSage & Santos)

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AnastashiaSage

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Dec 26, 2009
Isabella walks into the living room and sats her bag down on the leather chair. She had black wavy hair and hazel eyes. She had a small frame even though the gods blessed her rather huge breasts, 36 d's to be exact. She kept them hidden under baggy shirts and hoodies. She wore tight jeans because that was the only way her mother would buy them. Her older brother would pick on her because she wasn't like his girlfriends and jock friends.

Isabella picked up her bag and walked up the stairs to her room, where she layed on her bed, doing her homework, humming along with the words of Halestorm.
 
Isabella cringes and rubs the back of her head where Antonio smacked her as she pulls out her headphones. She looked up at her older brother with a blank expression as he stands there telling her what to do and where he was going like she really cared. "Alright... but you know Momma probably isn't coming home. She rarely does anyways with her new job and new boyfriend." She rolls her hazel eyes knowing that her brother didn't like the ideal of their mother having an affair.
 
Isabella rolles her eyes. "You have been cheating on girlfriends since you figure out how to use your penis. " She smirks gently and sits up in her bed. She reaches out and pushes him away from her. Her hand against his hard chest. "Maybe, after seeing how men treat the women in this house is the reason I don't want a boyfriend. " She stands up revealing that she was only wearing a black tank top and a red lace bra that barely held her breasts in. "Now you are running late for work, and I have to finish my english report before Lacey comes by to pick me up for the concert tonight. Oh you forgot about me havng plans didn't you?" She states to him with some attitude.
 
Isabella gasps when Antonio gropes her breasts. She blushes a bright shade of red that matched her bra. She turns around and lays back on her bed to finish her essay on the short story she was reading in class.

Isabella jumped up a little when her phone went off. She picked it up to her her mother saying she wasn't coming home. "Alright, I was planning on going out anyways. " she replies and hangs up on her mother.

Isabella goes to her closet and pulls out her black and red halter top that had a corset middle and puts it on with a pair of tight black pants. She slides on some black and red 4 inch heels that buckled at the ankle.

After doing her hair and make up and putting on jewelry and accessories, she texts Lacy. "Meet me at the dinner." She puts on a full length black leather trench coat and buttons it up. She walks over to her father's dinner and looks at the customers and smiles. She sits down in the back of the dinner. She crosses her legs.
 
Isabella laughs a little at her brotheer's reaction. "Wasn't you that bought me this jacket? Mama bought me the outfit... and the concert is downtown at the place they do raves at" She protests against him as she stands up. Isabella sways her hips sensually as she walks to the office. She sits down in her father's black leather chair. She opens her jacket and lets her shirt and breasts show some. She crosses her legs and smiles with her bright red painted lip. "What is this about Antonio?" She demands a little loudly.
 
Isabella laughs at his comments then gasps when he smacks her. She blushes a bright shade of red. "Why should I? Your little girlfriends dress in short skirts that barely cover their asses then wear tops that barely cover their nipples. I am fully clothed all your can see is the top of my breasts. " She stands up and screams at him. "What makes you think you can tell me to do anything? and you are such a prevert, wanting your sister to undress infront of you. " She spats the words like vemon at him.
 
Isabella gasps at his words. She knew that he wouldn't dare treat me like that when she was only showing the tops of her breasts. She blushes and pulls her jacket around her tightly.

She calls Lacey and explains to her about what her brother was doing and how it was totally hypocritical and contradicting of him when he dated girls that ran around with less clothing on than most strippers and hookers. Lacey agreed with her and told her that she was in the parking lot. Isabella hung up the phone and quickly walked over to the old beat up green firebird and climbed into it.

"Let's go have a fun time" Isabella stated and sighs gently.
"About time." Lacey remarked and pulled off to the concert buliding.
 
Isabella stepped out of Lacey's car and pulled off her jacket. Her and Lacey had almost matching outfits except Lacey wore a simple black corset and long shirt. Isabella shuts her door and walks to the door of the buliding with Lacey in tow well more like in hand as she grabs her finger's slender pale hand. They always acted like they was a couple when at concerts and raves to keep most guys away.

Isabella goes to the bar half way through the concert and after 3 drinks already and smiles innocently to the bartender "Sir, can I have two screwdrivers?"

The bartender smiles back to the female a little cordially after catching a glimpse of her breasts. "Yes, Ma'am" He says as he quickly pours orange juice and vodka into two bottles to keep from any spilt drinks. He hands them to her and smiles. "There you go Ma'am that will be 10 bucks."

Isabella places the ten on the bar and walks to her friend, swaying her hips sensually. she hands her friend the drink and sips on her own as she sways a little from drinking and the music. She nurses the drink throughout the last song. Lacey grabs her hand and starts to walk to the car. Isabella follows her wobbly in her heels. Lacey helps her into the passanger seat and giggles a little. "Girl... I dont think you should of drunk 4 of those. " She remarks and Isabella laughs some. "I am... not done with numbah 4 yet" She slurrs some as she downs the rest.

Lacey drives her to the her house just as the sunrises. Lacey helps her friend out of the car and grabs her jacket. She pulls the house keys out of her jacket pocket and unlocks the door. "You be okay now? " Lacey asks, Isabella gives her the okay as she stumbles to the stairs to her room.
 
Isabella gasps and giggles at her brother. "Yessh... the..concert.. was... good.." She shakes her head a little trying to collect her thoughts. "No... I didn't go home with anyone... Lacey and I stayed for the second concert that was a group of girls... " Her words slurred some and her eyes closed as she starts to the nod off. Her head nods forward some.

Isabella was only 2 years younger than her brother. She looked like her brother in many ways. She knew about the rumors that she was a goth and that she had slept with many bands. Also, the rumor of her and Lacey dating because they held hands when in parties and clubs to keep from losing each other and to keep older guys from them.
 
Isabella gasps and lays her head against her brother's shoulder as he carried her to bed. She gently wrapped her legs around his waist. She smiles softly when he places her into the bed. She was to tired to fit him when he was undressing her. She gasps and moans softly feeling his fingers brushing against her inner thighs and her stomach. She bites her bottom lip gently when he went to take off her dress. She shivers, feeling little goosebumps forming on her tan body.

Isabella was almost asleep while he undressed her. In her mind, he was one of the bandmembers from the concert show. She squirms a little underneath him. Her legs press together a little tightly.
 
Isabella shivers a little and squirms some underneath his gentle touching. She lets out a soft moan and and sigh. She bites her lip softly and whines softly. Her fingers tangle into her sheets as her body tenses against his. Her legs press together slightly. Her breathing becomes shallow.

In her dreams, she was with a band member, the guitarist to be exact. She had no clue that her brother was touching her. She squirms some more in her dreams and pants heavily.
 
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