Disclaimer: although inspired from real life events, this is essentially a fictional story. All characters are 18 years old or older. I recommend reading part 1 first.
Part 2: Paula
My name is Anna. After graduating from High School in the fall I decided to move from the suburbs of Seattle, Washington, to the suburbs of Los Angeles, California, and enrolled at UCLA. Finally, I was moving out of my parents' house and beginning my adult life.
During the summer I had checked a few times the classified ads on Craigslist to find a place where to live. I had booked an AirBnB for the first week I would have been in LA. My older sister, April, offered to drive me there, with some of my stuff. We knew it would have been a long drive, it would have made more sense to fly, but we took it as a ride along the great American West Coast. A very toned-down Thelma and Louise type of thing: no bars, no late nights, no robberies... just enjoying our trip and the great American Highways singing along great American Tunes. Dad helped to plan the drive. After all, Seattle to LA takes a few days.
At the beginning of September, I managed to pack nearly all I wanted to take, but I needed one more suitcase. April offered one of hers. We also needed to get groceries, and while on our way, we went to her apartment to pick it up. April staid in the car, gave me her keys and say to go to her streaming room and look in the walk-in closet; the blue trolley was there for me to take. I knew she was a game streamer on her free time; she also had a good number of followers.
When I entered her streaming room, I was surprised by the amount of equipment she had there. A gaming chair, an armchair which looked very comfy, a massive computer screen, a tv screen that covered almost the entire wall, all sort of lightning fixtures all around, also a couple of ring ones, three or four high-end digital cameras and a web of cables connecting all, disappearing under a fluffy carpet. Trying not to trip on any of the cables, I reached the walk-in closet, but I couldn't open it. I phoned her and she said: "That's the wrong one, you silly! Try the other door." And it opened. I did find the trolley and also a number of comic and anime style outfits. Yes, my sister was also a cosplayer. Some outfits were a bit too... revealing, I thought. I wasn't sure any character could ever wear them, let alone my sister. In any event, I am not an expert on this matter! I grabbed the trolley and left.
"What are those outfit about?" I asked when back in the car.
"D'oh! Those are for cosplaying! It's part of my streaming act and fun. If you wish, I can lend you some and you can try yourself!" she replied. This wasn't far-fetched; we do have a very similar build and had exchanged clothes and shoes many times. With similar make-up and hairdo, we could be mistaken by twins.
"I know, but also the very skimpy ones?"
"Of course, you could borrow also those!"
"April! I meant... do you cosplay also on those?"
"Oh, well, yeah! You need to loosen up a bit and enjoy life! Anyways, let's say that some characters are a bit slutty and sometime, I take some photo shoots wearing those outfits for my followers."
"Really? Don't you feel uncomfortable doing that? What if mom and dad find out?"
"It pays well and, you know me, I can keep my private things very... private!"
"Even the locked closet? Why is it closed? What's in there."
"Oohh! So many questions! Just some old equipment I don't use anymore and random nick-nacks."
I gathered she didn't want to answer. Oh well, after all, we all have our own secrets. Mine are in a locked drawer of my desk, in my bedroom. Hers filled-up a closet!
We pulled into the groceries store parking lot and the conversation ended there.
The day after, packing was all done and we sat off.
The drive south was smooth. We did stop at a few motels on the way, but we were finally there. The sat nav was now showing
You have reached your destination
on its screen.
We jumped out of the car, punched in the code on the door of the AirBnB condo in front of us. The door opened. It was looking like a nice and cozy place. Spacious fully furnished kitchen, nice living room with a big tv set, and another two rooms. The bathroom, very well decorated and the bedroom. To our surprise, only one bedroom with only one double bed. We were a little annoyed, as we thought the advert had said two bedrooms; in reality it said "sleep two". Too bad. We didn't care too much though, as we had shared a bed many times before. We were also tired from the journey and I had a few apartment visits planned for the next day.
Even though tired, we were also in the mood to celebrate my arrival in LA, so we ordered a take out pizza and beers. The oversized double pepperoni and the cold beers arrived in what had seemed a flash. We feasted on the pizza, drank a few beers. We sat on the couch making small talk and watching the local news. Then I picked up my phone and sent a few texts to the people I was meant to meet the day after, for the viewings. I really hoped one of the places would be a good one for me to move in.
All was sorted. It was time to go to bed.
I was about to discover a few more secrets about April.
Mechanically, we both walked to the bedroom at the same time. As we did many times before, April went for the left side of the bed, and started undressing right away. She pulled her top over her head, then turned her back to me and say: "Unfasten me, please, would you?!"
"C'mon!", I complained. I climbed on the bed and reached for her bra strap nevertheless. Tiredness makes me do weird things. She was facing one of the mirrors. Hooks undone, she removed her bra and tossed it on the bed. I had a full view of the reflection of her breasts from the mirror.
"What are... those?!", I asked pointing at the golden bars going through her nipples and terminating in small balls.
"Piercings?", she replied as the most natural thing in the world.
"When did you do it and why I didn't notice them a few weeks ago when we went swimming at the pool?"
"I had removed them; it's in one of the guidelines, I think... Anyways, you remember my friend Lucy? A few weeks after we turned eighteen, I accompanied her to the tattoo parlor, to cover up the scar left on the side of her boob after removing a mole. While the guy was tattooing her, another girl was having her nipples pierced. Their chairs were facing each other. This other girl complimented Lucy for the shape of her breasts, especially her nipples, and added that piercings would made them look irresistible. She thought for a moment and said she would do it there and then. Then she dared me to have them done as well, offering to pay for it. On the heat of the moment, I said yes, jumped on the chair and got them done while Lucy was finishing getting tattooed. Then she got hers."
"Oh! Do you have any other secrets you would like to share?", I asked curios and annoyed at the same time.
"Well, since you asked...", she turned around facing me, and pulled her panties down. She had a completely bald groin, except for some regrowth. She parted her labia and let out a little jewel piercing her clit hood.
"I've had this done a few weeks after my nipples. It's a real diamond. It costed me like two months wedges. Cool, isn't it?"
I was in a state of shock. Admittedly, the piercings, including the navel one, looked really nice on her, decorating an already gorgeous and sexy body.
Then she picked up her pjs and moved towards the door. While passing next to me, she undid my bra. "Live a little! Let the girls loose!" she screamed. We were both braless in front of the other mirror.
"Yours look like mine, so they also would look great with piercings!", she commented.
Before leaving for the bathroom, she pulled down my panties and slapped my ass.
"Loosen-up, stiff! You are about to start college!"
It took me a moment to recover, then I changed into my pjs.
April came back, rolled into bed and blew me a goodnight kiss. Without her makeup, she was looking even prettier, I thought. By the time I got my evening routine done and got back to the bedroom, she was fast asleep.
