My Sisters SissyWhen I was seven I started spending summers in Michigans Upper Penninsula with my much older unmarried sister who I adored for getting me out of my Fathers abusive reach. She was always my cool sister as she always had a new convertable, always dressed nice, always pretty.
She picked me up the day after school let out for the summer and she had the top down as we took off to her home up north, several hours later we arrived and she said we would get my things out of the car later, after dinner. I helped her in the kitchen making salad and a pot of noodles for her wonderful sauce. We ate and small talked about school and my friends and how she will try to make it so I won't miss them, when we were done we did the dishes and went for a tour of the house and my room.
At the top of the stairs there was a room of pink and white, she had said it was the daughters room of the previous owner and did I mind sleeping there and not knowing any better I said it was ok. We then went to the car to get my things and my sister said the key would not work in the trunk, she tried several times.
My sister then ask me if I would mind wearing something else to sleep in, just for tonight? confused I said ok. Before I knew it she was giving me a bubblebath, patting me dry and sliding a pair of smooth, slippery nylon Barbie Panties and a pink matching babydoll nighty. I felt weird, I felt cute like the way she called me that. I became her daughter that night and for many more to come.