Chapter 4

Sally and Martha shared a room, with Sally still sleeping in the double bed she and Anne had shared prior to the wedding. Martha had a single bed to herself, across the room. In the past, there had been no attempt to keep Martha from watching her undress, but usually Sally went to bed after Martha, so the lights were already out. Tonight, Sally complained of being tired from studying all day, and went into the bedroom at the same time as Martha.

They began undressing together and Sally made sure she looked at Martha as much as possible. At the same time, she had undressed and was taking her time putting on her nightgown. Her attention to Martha made the girl nervous and she asked what was wrong. Sally acted surprised and told her it was nothing, she had just been checking on how big Martha had grown since she had taken a good look at her last. She remarked at how tall she was getting and got her to stand back-to-back with her. The two girls’ bare bottoms touched, and Martha pulled away instinctively, but Sally made her come back so she could see the comparison of their height in the mirror.

Looking at their reflection, Sally told Martha she had a very nice shape: much more attractive than Sally’s own. Martha blushed and said it was not true, since she had always thought Sally’s figure was ideal. Sally used this as an excuse to turn quickly and embrace Martha, telling her how kind she was. Doing it quickly, so it would seem impulsive, rather than contrived, Sally then slipped into her nightgown and climbed into bed.

After Martha had finished dressing, she turned out the lights and climbed into bed, Sally called to her and asked her what the family had done in town that day. When Martha started to answer, Sally asked her if she would come over and get in bed with her so they could talk without disturbing the rest of the family. Martha was surprised and pleased. She had not told anyone, but she had grown up with the impression that the two oldest girls slept in the big bed. When Anne had married, she had expected to be invited into the double bed with Sally, and when this had not happened, she felt unwanted. When Sally requested her presence in the big bed, she held her breath and asked Sally if she meant it. When Sally assured her that she did, Martha jumped out of her bed and dashed to Sally’s. She piled in, under the covers, snuggled down into the soft mattress, and started telling Sally what happened in town that day...

“Are you hot?” Sally interrupted.

“No?”

Sally threw back the covers on her side of the bed with a great show of suffocating from the heat. Not wanting to be thought insensitive, Martha threw back hers’ also. Still pretending to be hot Sally said she was going to take off her night gown, and doing so, acted satisfied at last. Sally’s entire body was a pattern of light and shadows as Martha watched the rise and fall of her breasts in the dim light. Wanting desperately to be accepted by Sally, she did a mental shrug and mumbled something about being hot also. She took off her nightgown and settled back into the bed. Sally looked at her younger sister with interest, and when Martha asked if she still wanted to hear about the family trip to town, replied she did.

Outlining their activities, which weren’t interesting to Sally, Martha finally added she had seen a couple of the boys she knew. Sally perceived she was interested in these boys and used them as a lever to open Martha up.

“Do you like these boys?”

“Yes.” Martha shyly admitted.

“Have you kissed either of them?”

“Heavens, no!” Martha acted incredulous.

“Have you kissed any boys?”

Martha spent a long time answering, but finally admitted she had kissed one boy. It was one of the Franklin twins, and it was on a dare from one of her friends. They had been talking, during lunch at school, and the twin boys had come around to taunt them. They asked the boys to leave, and they refused. Martha’s friend asked what it would take for them to leave. The boys said they would leave if the girls would kiss them. Martha’s friend quickly accepted, so she and one twin went behind a bush and kissed. When it came time for Martha to kiss, she panicked and almost ran away, but her friend told her not to be a spoil-sport. Martha screwed up her courage and went behind the bush. The twin came up to her, put his arms around her, and pressing his lips to hers, managed to slobber on her. Then, as he pulled away, he put his hand on her breast and squeezed. Squealing, Martha slapped his hand away, but he and his brother ran off whispering and laughing.