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Fitting In at Home - Page 160 - Arriving at the hotel. - By Gunga_Galunga - Overview
"Now this is more like it!"

Valerie twirls her way into the spacious hotel room, swinging two of her luggage bags around the den area as she tests the echo of her voice in the suite. Faith carries you in after her, balancing her (and your) bags beneath her arms.

At first glance, the hotel room isn't exactly a primo suite. The ceiling is twice as tall as in your own home, giving a panoramic view through the plate-glass windows of central Massachusetts' humble wilderness and rolling hills. The den and kitchen are combined into one open area, with the kitchen being the more impressive side with granite countertops, a full stove and even a Keurig coffee maker. It isn't until your sisters carry you into the bedroom that you're glad Faith splurged on this place.

"Yes!" Valerie leaps onto the impressive king-sized bed, landing on her back on a mattress so soft she bounces three times. Her eyes shut in bliss as she fans her arms across the red satin sheets. Even spread out, she can't touch either end of the bed. It's absolutely massive.

"So, you like the place?" Faith asks with a proud smirk, watching her sister make a snow angel on the bedsheets.

"You did good, Sis!" Valerie exclaims. "But what about that hot tub?"

"It's in the bathroom." Faith can't finish her sentence before Valerie dashes into the marble-tiled bathroom. Tucked next to the rain shower is an empty tub dotted with jets, large enough for four people to comfortably spoon. Valerie runs her hands around the interior with delight, like it's a cake she can hardly wait to taste.

"Tonight... is going to be... incredible," says Valerie, practically drooling at the thought.

Faith lifts you up to her lips to plant a kiss on top of your head. "And we finally have all the privacy we could ever want."

Valerie runs over to you both with her arms spread, throwing a tight hug around Faith. You're buried between your younger sister's cleavage as you're caught between the girls' chests. Not that you mind.

"Do you think anyone has ever done what we're about to do in here?" asks Valerie.

Faith's lips curl. "Gotten dressed for a Ren Faire? Probably."

Valerie steps back just as you're about to run out of breath. She leans down to plant an eager kiss on your face, giving you a smokey glare. "I mean all the family bonding we'll be doing tonight."

Faith's shoulders drop with a sigh. "Val, just for this weekend, do you think we could dial down the I-word talk?"

Valerie stands up straight, her eyes wide like she just heard a gunshot. "But aren't you cool with incest now?"

"I'm not saying we're not fucking like rabbits tonight." Faith rubs Valerie's cheek. "I just... would like to hear you guys call me your girlfriend while we're at it."

Despite Faith's touch, Valerie stands stoic, her lips parted in uncertainty.

"Alright, I gotta pee." Faith hands you off to Valerie and then shuffles the two of you out of the bathroom. "You guys start getting ready for the Faire! We're already way behind schedule!"

Valerie shows zero hustle as she slowly sits on the bed, cradling you in her palms. The sound of running water gives you some privacy. "What's wrong?" you ask.

Your little sister breathes deep. "Sometimes, I can't help but feel like there's a wall between me and Faith."

You give her thumb a gentle caress. "What kind of wall?"

She shakes her head, her lips pursed. "I don't know how to describe it. Nate, when you and I started fooling around, everything between us just clicked. I hoped things would be the same with Faith and me."

"You've barely been dating for over a week," you assure her. "Just give it time."

Valerie's eyes drift along the bed to Faith's discarded purse. A bottle of extra-strength antacids peeks out from her makeup kits. "She's going to eat you tonight, isn't she?" Valerie doesn't sound the least bit excited at the idea.

"Probably," you answer. Frankly, you're surprised Faith didn't swallow you as a driving snack on the way here.

Valerie hugs you to her chest, pressing you against her heart as she falls back to the bed. "I know I should be more open-minded about it," she says. "It's just... I used to have nightmares about you getting eaten."

So did you. Funny enough, now your big sister's stomach makes you feel safer than almost anywhere else, tied with Valerie's womb. If only your little sister could understand that...

The water stops, and soon after the bathroom door swings open. Faith catches sight of you laying on top of Valerie's breast on the bed. "Geez, I leave you two alone for five seconds and you're already going at it." She claps her hands twice. "Up! Up! We have to be Medieval harlots in five minutes!"
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