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 "HOW COME I'VE NEVER SEEN YOU WEAR SANDALS"?





   The two thirteen year-old girls had been best friends for years.  Jenny
would go home with Cheryl most every afternoon to study.  They would lay on
Cheryls' bed, studying, talking and giggling.  Mostly giggling.  Sometimes
Cheryls' older sister, Patricia would barge into the room and demand that
they knock it off because their giggling and talking made it hard for her
to get some serious studying done in the next room.  The two young girls
would just laugh it off.

   Cheryl had noticed that everytime Patricia came in, Jenny would just
stare at her feet.  Patricia would usually just have on panties and a
t-shirt, and would be barefoot.  Patricia's feet were always in great
shape. No rough skin or calluses, and her toes were always neatly manicured
- no flaking nail polish either.

   About six months back, Cheryl had asked Patricia to show her how to give
herself a good pedicure.  She wanted to have pretty feet like her older
sister.  Patricia picked a night when their parents were going to be out
late at a party.  She walked into Cheryl's room, wearing only her bathrobe,
and sat beside her little sister who was laying on the bed reading.

   "Ready for that pedicure lesson, sis"?

   "Sure.  Go ahead and take my socks off while I mark the page I'm on".

   Patricia reached down and lifted her legs off the bed, one at a time,
and slipped her white ankle socks off of her kid sisters' feet.  She gently
removed the white fuzz from between her little sisters' toes, and as she
did, got a whiff of Cheryls' foot odor.

   "Hey, kid...before I do anything we've gotta do something about your
smelly feet.  Besides, your feet need to be washed for a good pedicure. 
The water will soften your cuticles."

   "Hey, yourself...I don't have smelly feet".

   "You don't?  Then what's this?" Patricia put one of Cheryls' feet right
up to her own nose and held it there until she inhaled.

   "What'da call that?"

   "Well, I guess I do.  You want me to go wash them in the tub?"

   "No, I've got a better idea.  Let's just take a bath together in Moms'
big garden tub, and I'll wash them for you.  You get undressed while I go
run the water."

   "Okay.  This will be fun, don't you think?"

   "Oh, yeah...real fun...I can't wait to tell my friends what I did over
the weekend...I washed my kid sisters' smelly feet...yeah, real fun."

   Cheryl was really excited about bathing with her sister.  They hadn't
done it since Patricia had gotten her first period.

   Patricia was already in the big tub when Cheryl walked in.  She hadn't
seen her kid sister naked in several months, and was surprised at how
Cheryl was developing.

   "Hey, you've finally got enough boobs to fill up cups of your bra...no
more tissue".

   "Ha, ha, ha, you're really hilarious.  Just give me a few years, and
I'll have more boob than you can put in your mouth".

   "My mouth?  What'da talking about?"

   "Well, I meant anybodys' mouth".

   Cheryl stepped into the tub, and sat leaning against the side and faced
her fifteen year-old sister.

   Patricia said, "Seriously, you are becoming a beautiful young woman. 
You're body is developing nicely." She pulled Cheryls' feet into her lap
and began to lather them with the bath gel.

   "Thanks, sis.  You have a great body yourself, especially your feet. 
Out of all the girls at school that I've seen in the shower, none of them
have prettier feet than you." Cheryl lifted Patricias' right foot up and
admired it, while enjoying the foot-bathing she was getting from her older
sister.

   "Thanks, Cheryl.  But really, feet are just feet.  I don't see the big
deal".  Patricia

   "Well, what I mean is, yours are perfect.  Just enough arch, just enough
toenail, and they're really soft." Cheryl rubbed the bottoms of Patricias'
feet, and the soft pads of her perfect toes as Patricia rinsed the soap off
of her own feet.

   "My turn now, little sis."

   "Okay.  I hope I can do it as good as you did.  I haven't had my feet
washed like that since the last time Mom gave me a bath."

   "Well, I just wanted to get all of the 'smelly' off of them".

   The sisters laughed out loud as Cheryl lathered Patricias' feet and
began to wash them thoroughly.  Cheryls' feet were still resting on
Patricias' lap, with Patricias' hands resting on them.  She was really
enjoying getting her own feet bathed, and it was only natural to just rub
Cheryls' feet as a way of saying 'you're doing it right'.  She rubbed the
tops, then the bottoms, and then started playing with her kid sisters'
toes. She rubbed each one up and down, then rolled them around in her
fingers She'd never noticed before, but Cheryls' feet and toes looked just
like their mothers'.  She noticed a small cut on the side of the little toe
of her right foot.  She rubbed it and Cheryl pulled it back quickly.

   "Sorry...didn't mean to make it worse...still tender, huh?"

   "Yeah.  I did it on the corner of a locker at school yesterday."

   "You know, if you were younger and I was Mom, I could kiss it and make
it better."

   "Well, I'm not younger, and you're not Mom."

   "I know, but I'd still like to try".

   "Okay, but be careful.  It's still really tender".

   Patricia lifted Cheryls' right foot up to her face and leaning toward
her, lovingly kissed her kid sisters' little toe.  Cheryl was rinsing the
soap off of Patricias' feet by now.  She smiled when her older sisters'
lips touched her wounded little toe.

   "Now, that wasn't so bad, was it?"

   "No, in fact it was kinda nice.  It made me tingle all over,
especially...uh, I mean...nevermind".

   "What?  Go ahead...especially what?"

   "Well, when you kissed my toe, I felt sorta tingly between my
legs...kinda itchy too."

   "You mean, your privates felt tingly and itchy?"

   "Yeah.  I'd like to rub down their, but I don't want you to think I'm
weird or something".

   "When did you start rubbing yourself?"

   "Oh, I guess I've been doing it about a year or so.  Do you do it?"

   "Yeah...and have since I was eleven.  My friend Melanie showed me all
the different ways to do it".

   "What'da mean...different ways?"

   "I can tell you, but it'd be easier to show you.  Let's get out of the
water before we shrivel up like prunes."

   The teenage sisters got out of the tub and dried off quickly,
anticipating what was about to happen.  Neither of them could've have
imagined how close they would become over the next few hours.

   Patricia got on Cheryls' bed first and leaned against the headboard. 
She told her kid sister to sit in front of her and just watch.  Patricia
spread her legs and reveled her genitals to Cheryl.


   More coming in part two...