Chapter 7: To New Beginnings

Dave stirred as the first vestiges of sunlight came through the blinds. "Fuck, I forgot to shut those last night." Dave was extremely sensitive to light and wasn't able to sleep at all if it wasn't very dark. "Oh well," he thought, shrugging his shoulders and laying his hands flat to push himself upwards. He noticed he wasn't able to move his left arm, and saw his left hand trapped between his sister's breast and her arms. Looking upwards, he saw her gazing at him with her beautiful blue eyes. "Good morning sunshine," he said, extricating his arms from his sister's grasp and giving her a soft kiss on the forehead, while padding off towards the bathroom to relieve himself. Jess sighed.

"Sometimes my brother is just too nice..." she thought, as she took her time getting up. A sunbeam reflected off of the black "obsidian" side of the Luxor pyramid and shone directly into her eyes, and she was momentarily unable to see. When the colors receded from her vision, she was more or less totally awake. "Well, that's one way to get woken up, not too nice though." In dire need of coffee, Jess strolled briskly into the living room, almost colliding into a yawning Missy, who was wearing pink flannel pajamas with Hello Kitty slippers. "Good morning Missy," said Jess, totally unaware of her own nudity, heading towards the counter to start the coffee, while Missy stared, eyes wide as saucers. A discreet knock echoed through the foyer of the suite. Jess walked up to the door and peered through the peephole, to see a young waiter pushing a tray. Reaching towards the couch, she picked up a towel that she had left there last night and wrapped it loosely around herself and pushed the door open.

Jimmy Perkins had just turned 18, and had only been working at TheHOTEL for about three weeks, and he was utterly shocked to see the beautiful brunette on the other side, barely covered by the soft bath towel. "Go ahead and set up in the kitchen," said Jess, "I hope you brought coffee!" Jimmy could only nod and Jess strode away towards her room, dropping her towel as she was about to enter her room. Jimmy only got the smallest glance at her perfect backside before the door closed, but even that was enough to give him an uncomfortable erection. Missy smiled at the shy waiter and he turned to regard her. Missy was wearing the previously mentioned pajamas and had her hair up. Between that and the slippers, she looked about 14 years old. "Was that your... um, mom?" asked Jimmy, and Missy burst into giggles.

"That's my friend Jess, and she'll kill you if she heard what you said," said Missy.

"Who am I going to kill?" asked Jess, as she emerged from her room in her robe.

Jimmy turned bright red and bobbled the plate he was carrying, and it fell towards the ground. Missy snatched it out of the air with a quick motion, and handed it to Jimmy. "He wondered if you were my mom!" teased Missy, and Jimmy paled.

Jess' eyes narrowed and she swished as she walked directly up to Jimmy, standing only a foot or two away. She slowly reached her hand up and dragged it under his chin. "Do I look like I'm old enough to be a mother?" Jess said slowly, untying her robe with a sudden motion.

The robe slid to the ground and Jess stood a few feet from Jimmy in all her naked glory. The extra visual stimulation was just too much for the young boy, and that sent him over the edge, ejaculating wildly in his uniform trousers. He moved faster than either of the girls thought possible, setting down the plate and dashing out of the suite in abject embarrassment. "Well now, that's one young man that's wasted on being a waiter, perhaps track and field is his life's calling," murmured Jess calmly, as she moved to the cart and began serving herself from the pile of omelets in the cart. "Mmm, smoked salmon omelet!"

Missy could only shake her head. She tried to avoid staring at the delicious Jess while she served herself some breakfast. "Coffee, Missy?" asked Jess.

"Jessica Huang, are you abusing the hired help again?" asked Dave, who had been standing in the doorway of his bedroom.

"Would I do that?"

"Yes," Dave answered simply.

"Well, then I guess I was," replied Jess, equally simply, reaching for another bite of her omelet.

"Missy, is this young lady bothering you? If she is, let me know, and I'll straighten her out. I'll have you know that I always had to keep her in line when we were kids."

"My ass!" cried Jess.

"While it is a very nice one, please watch your language in front of the lady, Jess. Don't make me bend you over my knee!"

"Promises, Promises," grumbled Jess, and Missy smiled. Dave and Jess obviously loved each other a great deal, and the teasing was clearly a part of their relationship. Missy felt like she belonged now that the two siblings were bantering more while she was around.

Dave grabbed himself a light breakfast, and told the girls he was going to hit the pool for a bit, then use the exercise room that adjoined the patio. "Either of you ladies are welcome to join me," said Dave over his shoulder, and Missy decided to take him up on that offer.

"If you guys don't mind, I think I'll just grab a few rays before our flight today," said Jess, "Maybe I'll do a few forms before I grab a shower though."

While Dave worked out several hours per day and was expert in several different martial arts, he was very direct in his application of the discipline, his moves were not designed to be particularly beautiful or graceful, but do as much damage as possible. Jess had started studying Wing Chun at age 8, and she made her forms look like dancing, poetry in motion, despite the practicality of the discipline. Dave had no doubt that his sister would be able to handle herself in a physical encounter, but that was not the purpose of her studies. He looked forward to watching her if she did end up working out later, as he hadn't done so in quite some time.

Dave and Missy quietly swam in the pool, Dave in his swim trunks and Missy in a one piece tank suit. Missy had been on the swim team in high school and she effortlessly churned out laps. While Dave wasn't as natural a swimmer as Missy, he liked the solitary nature of swimming and was usually lost in thought while swimming laps at his house. After twenty minutes, Dave got out of the pool and toweled off, heading for the exercise room. Inside, he was pleased and surprised to find a complete weight bench with free weights, and he worked on his chest and arms. Missy came in half an hour later. By this time Dave had moved onto abs, and Missy joined him on the mats, doing her warm-ups. "You swam for an hour?", asked Dave.

Missy nodded, "Yeah I swim for an hour every day. Usually its in the morning when you're still sleeping though. Then I'll do another workout in the afternoon, weights or treadmill." Dave was impressed and told her so. "I don't have a very good metabolism, when I was a young teenager, I was kinda chubby, before I started swimming, that is."

Missy started her workout, and Dave continued to do his ab workout. A few minutes later, Jess entered, dressed in a simple black workout outfit made of Lycra. Jess stretched thoroughly, then started her first form. She started slowly, weaving patterns with her arms and legs. As the intensity of the form increased, small beads of sweat began to glisten on her forehead. By the end of her workout, her movements were almost a blur, and Missy was amazed at how fast Jess could move. Some of her punches and kicks seemed to begin faster than the eye could capture.

Dave had finished his workout and was doing some cool down stretches, and Missy did her own cooldown on the elliptical machine, watching Jess the entire time. By this point in the workout the sweat was clearly flowing, and the power, grace, and speed in her movements was clearly apparent. She finished her workout with a move quite rare for Wing Chun, an acrobat aerial move that would have landed two kicks on an opponent's head and chest. Upon finishing her forms, Jess did some cool-down stretches, stripped of her workout clothes, and walked onto the patio, diving cleanly into the pool.

Dave walked to his room and stepped into his shower, quickly shampooing his hair and letting the warm water wash away the suds. So far the trip had been fun for him, it was nice to be away from home, and he looked forward to the girls' reactions to more of the stuff he had planned. He was getting a lot of enjoyment from the smiles that he got in response to his ideas. He was happy that his sister was spending a lot of time with Missy. Although he loved his best friend and roommate, he could tell that she was still quite shy despite Dave's best efforts. Jess' efforts to bring her out of her shell had been at least somewhat successful, and he couldn't wait to see how she was by the end of the trip.

Missy finished her last couple stretches and walked out to the pool for a last look at the Vegas skyline before packing up. Jess stood waist deep in the pool, looking a little like Aphrodite emerging from the waves, although her hair wasn't nearly as long. "C'mon in babe, the water's fine!" giggled Jess.

"I'm gonna grab a shower and pack," said Missy.

"Want me to wash your back?" teased Jess, but her words were thrown to the back of an already fleeing Missy.

The limo pulled up in front of the Gulfstream just a bit before 3 PM, and the three friends boarded, taking their last look for a while at the United States. Their pilot taxied to the runway, and the plane gained speed and lifted into the sky, the spectacular vista of the Las Vegas skyline and Mt. Charleston behind them.