Heather was my sister, she's two years younger than me and we were close growing up. For every cheerleading competition or whatever, I was there for her, and she was always cheering me on during basketball and baseball season.
Because we were so close agewise, we were often at the same parties and school functions. People thought it was odd that we were so close, we'd hang out together when we were in public and she always wanted me to take her to the newest movie.
She was so cute, I always looked for girls like her when I went out. Heather was silly and I was sometimes serious, we had so much fun spending time together. Of course I loved her, she was my sister and we were great mates. But every once in a while, whether she'd be across the room and look at me and smile, or if we stayed up late to watch a movie sitting quite close, I'd get turned on. I'd try to brush it away, but it was rather trying; my girlfriend would kid with me that she had to pry me away from Heather and that I liked Heather more than her.
Heather was gorgeous, she was only 5'2" and had natural long blond hair and sweet blue eyes. She had this cute round face, with these big eyes and the nicest little bottom. You know what those short perfectly proportioned girls look like, a nice chest and flat tummy. Our parents were French immigrants, we grew up speaking English and French and were a very kissy family. It was natural that my sister would give me a peck on the lips or cheek when I dropped her off.
I knew that she loved me as a friend, she shared so many smiles with me in school or when we went out. The summer after she had graduated highschool and I was going into my second year of university my parents were going to spend the summer back with my grandparents in France. Heather and I wanted to stay home for a month or so before we joined them in Tours.
The night of Heather's Graduation party was the last night before our parents left. She and her friends got rather trashed and when she came home we just sort of danced in the living room until about 4 in the morning. Her breath smelled of alcohol and she was a bit tipsy but she just came into the living room and said she wanted to dance. So I held her close with her head on my shoulder, smelling her fruity shampoo, and we danced for a few hours.
If this was any other girl I would of known that we were going to make love, but still it was one of the sexiest things I've ever experienced, just swaying with her body right up against mine. When she got too tired to keep dancing she told me to put her in her bed, I scooped her up and she nestled her head against my chest and put her arms around my neck. I put her in her bed, tucked her under the covers, and kissed her forehead. As I left the room she whispered,
"I love you Steven, thank you for the best night."
The next morning, at some ungodly hour, I had to drive my parents to the airport. We said our good-byes, well we spoke to each other in French most of the time so we really didn't say our "Good-byes". Yeah ok. I returned home and made Heather breakfast at around 1 pm.
"Steven, we should go see that new movie tonight." I said, "What new movie?"
She replied, "I don't know, lets see a movie, just me and you, no Alison." Alison was my girlfriend at the time, the three of us would sometimes go together.
"Ok, honey, just the two of us." I said as I handed her her meal. Heather spoke, "Are you gonna take me camping this weekend? You said that we would go camping sometime this summer, I want to go soon. Please?"
"Yeah, I don't work this weekend..But I did promise Alison that we'd spend it together."
Heather got up and sat in my lap on the bench and put her head on my shoulder and said, "But you don't spend time with me anymore, your my favorite. This can be my graduation gift, it will beat all of the gifts I ever got."
