My Little Sister is a Slut: Part 1

Point of view: Victoria.

My name is Victoria Rolland. I am twenty-two years old and I live in my grandmother’s old house with my younger sister, Theodora. Now there is something you should know about my sister. She is mute. It’s not a medical condition, she just refuses to talk. I guess she is just shy. I don’t really know. It’s not too much of a problem for me but it was for our father. He got mad at her all the time and would hit her for not speaking. Sometimes Mom and I would catch him other times we wouldn’t. Considering Theodora never told us after the fact, there may have been many times that we just don’t know about.

When I graduated from college I came back and took Theodora away. Now we live together. We really are lucky that Grandma left her house to me and not my father. Of course, Theodora is not my only flat mate. My boyfriend Luther lives with us as well. He is really sweet. He pays for a lot of things and does all the handy work. If you think we met in college you’d be wrong. He is just out of high school and never went to college. I met him when his motorcycle broke down on the side of the road. I helped him call a towing service and we talked while waiting for a mechanic to get it running again. We were just such a perfect fit.

I’ll give you a quick rundown of what he looks like, in case you’re curious. He usually has his hair shaved to a stubble. His face though is usually clean shaven. He’s kinda muscular but it’s not like he’s made of muscles. He’s also taller than me, despite being younger. He likes to wear a leather biker jacket and jeans when out and about but at home he lounges in his boxers and a t-shirt a lot.

He was worried about living with Theodora when he first moved in with us but now he’s gotten used to her. Oh, if you’re wondering what she looks like, I’ll tell you. She’s the most adorable sister you could have. She’s got slick shiny dark hair. She’s always kept it short because it was easier to manage; kinda an uneven bowl cut. It’s been growing out a little recently though.

She wears clothes that cover her. She has lots of hoodies and such. Oh, she’s also got such soft white skin. I love touching her. She’s very ticklish. For some reason she does not like to sit on the furniture at home and mostly sits on the floor. I wish I could ask her what that’s about but she doesn’t do sign language or anything. She just nods or shakes her head. Well, she doesn’t really do that either. If you tell her to do something she’ll do it. She doesn’t refuse. She doesn’t say no.

You’re wondering what I look like now, aren’t you? Well my hair is lighter. I take after our father that way. I dyed it blonde though so it doesn’t matter. I’ve got freckles, yay me. I like light colored clothes. I’m taller than my sister. Well she’s still a teenager so that’s not surprising. She’s real skinny though. I’m about average, maybe a little bulimic. Luther doesn’t seem to mind.

Alright, now that you know us, let me tell you our story. It all started when I had to work late one day. I promised to take Theodora clothes shopping but had to break that promise. Instead I asked Luther to go with her. She’s terrified of riding the train by herself.

Point of view: Luther

I still can’t believe Victoria asked me to go with her sister to the mall that day. What do I know about clothes for girls? What do I know about teenage girls in general? Well, Teddy’s not really a bother so I guess it was alright. Victoria was late so I had to be the one to actually talk to her. I told her to get ready and wait for me by the door. Lo and behold, she was waiting for a whole twenty minutes because I nearly forgot. I got a little mad. “You could’ve come and got me,” I scolded her. Of course the little bitch didn’t say a word back. She never does. I don’t know if I should feel bad for her or slap her.

Well, delayed, we got underway. We took a train to the mall. Little girl was terrified. She kept to the wall of the train and made me stand between her and all the other passengers. I say made me but she really just grabbed my sleeve and held it so I couldn’t move from that spot. God she can be cute when she wants to. Don’t get me wrong, Victoria is bangin’ but her sister is downright adorable. It doesn’t help that she’s so meek. Any boy that got their hands on her would eat her alive. Well, I suppose I don’t have room to talk after that day.

So we were shopping for hours. She kept straying to the comfort clothes. She had like three different pairs of pajama bottoms in her basket. Victoria told me she was supposed to be picking out formal wear. Not that I cared but I thought I’d put my foot down a little. I picked out a few dresses for her. She just kinda stared at me like I didn’t have a right to tell her what to wear. I dragged her bratty ass to the dressing room and threw her in.

It took her too long to change.