Tomasine "Tommie" Jackson was a lesbian living on her own in Chicago, IL. She moved away from home at the age of 18 and was now 21 still doing things on her own the right way. Her many fights with her mother over her sexuality prompted her to move out on her own to a new city and state. One summer afternoon, Tommie got a phone call from her little sister, Brianna, who wanted to come to Chicago to get to know the city before she moved there for college in the fall.
"Tommie, what's going on with you?"
"Nothing, Bri. Just up here watching the game. Looking at the Bulls get their ass busted by the Celtics. What's good?"
" Well, I was wondering, if I could stay with you for a couple of weeks while I get to know Chicago before I be up there for good in September."
Tommie hesitated a little bit because she didn't want her little sister to be uncomfortable around her because of her lifestyle. She's become a stud and has grown very masculine since seeing Brianna last Christmas.
"W-Well it's fine with me, of course. You sure our momma, Cruella, is going to let you come?"
"Oh, please. Momma knows that I'm going to school there so I gotta get there sometime. Besides, I'm grown now and she don't got no say in what I do."
"Yeah, right. Who's paying for you to go to school, then?"
"An academic scholarship, thank you very much."
"Oh, well, excuse me. Look at you, little sis. Doing the damn thing. OK. "
"So, I can come right?"
"Sure, you can."
"Cool. I will be there Friday morning."
It took 2 days for Tommie to get everything right for Brianna's visit. She hoped that her appearance wouldn't shock Brianna. Tommie now only wore cornrows, baggy jeans, men's shirts, and tennis shoes. It's been about 4 years since she's even worn a dress. Tommie had always been a tomboy, so it shouldn't shock her sister that much. Friday came, and Tommie was making her way to the airport. Once she got there, she held up a sign with Brianna's name on it because she may not recognize her with baggy jeans, a jersey, and a fitted hat on. What Tommie didn't expect was to see her little sister getting off the plane, all grown up. Oh, my god. That can't be Bri. But it was. The puny, irritating, awkward little sister that Tommie knew and loved morphed into a total beauty over the course of 9 months. Standing at 5'9, chestnut brown skinned, long jet black hair, and a banging shape, Brianna was now a full grown woman. Tommie couldn't believe her eyes.
"Oh, my god! Damn Bri, you have grown up in the past few months. You look-"