Sophie's Gems-8; Family Jewels, pt 3

by Karen Cypher

Sorry it has taken so long to get this latest installment out, but I hope it is worth it. I give you this story with all its imperfections. Though I tried hard, I simply could not finish in one chapter. More will soon follow, I promise!

It was late when Pearle heard the strange noises. They woke her with a scary feeling; the unfamiliar sounds were something she couldn't place. She got up quickly; fleeing to Amber's room when she heard the moaning sounds again. Pearle didn't want to be alone when the unknown horror came... she hated being scared; her one thought being that she would find comfort and security with her older sister as she had countless times before.

Only...this time was different. As she sped into Amber's room, she immediately noticed the empty feeling... no music, no lights, and no sound. Amber wasn't there! She was more upset to find Amber's bed empty, and even dashed to look in the empty bathroom before she mindlessly fled downstairs to her mother; truly frightened now!

Her heart nearly stopped when she heard the scream... it sounded like Mommy!

She froze; not knowing what to do.

"Mommy?" she whispered; the word barely audible to her own ears as her throat constricted around her plea. Tears nearly blinding her, she resumed her desperate headlong rush to her mother's bedroom.

Pearle paused in the doorway; relief at seeing her mother cuddled on the bed with Amber and Sophie flooding through her and holding her tears in abeyance.

"Mommy..." Pearle said tentatively before vaulting through the door and onto the bed to land in her mother's embrace. It would be alright. Mommy and Amber were here. These were the two people she loved most in the whole-wide-world.

As she snuggled into her mother's arms, Pearle finally let the unimaginable fright and the sudden feeling of safety wash over her; silent, breathless sobs and sniffles raining down against her mother's breast.

Pearle looked up then; looked up to her mother's face to tell her what had scared her. She noticed her mother's tears for the first time and wondered if her mommy was scared too.

"Why are you crying, Mommy?" Pearle asked; her relief vanishing somewhat as concern and fright fought equal battles through her mind.

*****

Jade leaned her head back as her youngest daughter peered into her face; feeling her daughter's body tense alarmingly; the slim arms cinching tighter around her waist as if never wanting to let go.

After the initial shock of Pearle jumping onto the bed, Jade noticed Sophie and Amber hastily gathering clothes, sheets or anything else handy to hold up and cover themselves; a look of surprise and bewilderment on their faces.

Good.

They sat quietly while Jade continued to embrace her daughter in a fierce hug.

Jade nearly felt her heart split asunder as Pearle finally told her, between sobs, what had scared her; when she ran to Amber's bedroom only to find Amber missing... thinking that some monster had gotten her and was now attacking Jade.

She told Pearle that she was her Baby; stroking her hair and returning her daughter's embrace as tightly as Pearle was squeezing her waist. Jade was desperately trying to get a grip on her own emotions; the orgasm from mere moments before and her actions with Amber that caused them made her thoughts run in circles, but she was able to automatically voice soft, cooing platitudes that she knew would calm Pearle.

"You're safe now, Baby." Jade said to her daughter, over and over again.

She continued to talk to Pearle in soothing tones; kept holding her daughter tight as she spoke in a calm voice that she didn't feel... that Pearle was safe; nothing would get her; and more importantly, there was nothing to be frightened of. Jade was concerned for her daughter, but also concerned for another reason. How much had Pearle seen?

Although the ease at which the banalities slipped from her lips truly alarmed her... especially considering everything else that happened... she knew it was what Pearle wanted to hear.

"Come with me, Baby." Jade said softly after the initial dam- breaking occurred. "Let's get you snuggled into bed so nothing bothers you."

Small as Jade was, she scooped her younger daughter into her arms and carried her upstairs... naked and all.

Jade noticed Amber following; nightshirt still held protectively over her torso and was grateful.

"Mom..." Amber asked quietly as Jade lay Pearle down to bed; ready to pull the covers over her. "Do you think it would it be OK if... if I stayed with Pearle? In case she gets scared again? ... I don't mind."

"That would be nice, honey... if you are OK with it." Jade replied after planting a final kiss to Pearle's forehead and stroking the hair from her sleepy eyes. She gasped for breath; suddenly feeling the deep welling of love for both her daughters; followed just as quickly by a sudden self-consciousness when she realized that she was completely nude before Amber.

Amber dropped her nightshirt and scooted into bed; holding Pearle tight against her. Jade stood then, letting Amber see her; breasts jutting forward as she maneuvered her body, hands on hips; almost thrusting her sex out and begging for inspection... proud... letting Amber look at her whole being, letting her look to her heart's content as she slid in behind her sister.

Jade found herself suddenly wet to be so on display and open to Amber's eyes. "What is wrong with me?" she wanted to scream... but the reality was simple. Jade wanted it.

She really wanted Amber to look at her; to see her as a woman aroused yet still.

Breathless moments passed for her as Amber looked at her in silent appraisal before she settled in.

"I love you, Mom." Amber whispered.

"I love you too... and thank you... for everything Amber. I had fun tonight." she whispered back... meaning it; letting her lips stay just a bit longer on Amber's cheek as her tortured nipples grazed Amber's arm before stepping away; turning out the light and leaving the room.

Jade sat on the stairs for a while listening to the now quiet house; listening to make sure the girls were alright, and listening to her thoughts. She had no memory of how long she sat there, but the sounds of Sophie coming from her bedroom broke through and she snapped out of her reverie; eventually walking down the stairs and back to her bed after she pulled herself together.

*****

Sophie was scared, frightened like nobody's business, and aroused... all at the same time.

"What the fuck..." kept running through her mind as Jade carried Pearle out of the room; followed by a dashing Amber.

"What the fuck just happened..." Sophie told the air, aloud now that she was alone. She was not able to reconcile the past few minutes in her head, despite her best intentions.

She was by herself; scared of what the implications of Pearle's arrival might bring down on her and Jade... but she was excited. Oh, she was so fucking excited and wanted to come so bad right now; the remembered feeling of Jade's hand on her pussy and fingers curling inside... Amber's body twitching in her arms as Jade made the contact of her lips to her daughter's lips and pussy... the taste of Amber's skin and the look on Jade's face as she came again that last time. It all nearly sent her over the edge.

Sophie threw off the sheet she had been using as cover and lay on the bed. She cupped her breasts with her hands; kneading gently at first; with long, slow, torturous squeezes that grew quickly in pressure to match the intensity of her increased arousal. She reached for her nipples, gasping at their tenderness; taking each between thumb and forefinger... pulling... pulling more... shaking her entire breast when her hands moved in a jittery back-and-forth motion until she could no longer stand it and had to let go.

She looked down her body as she brought her knees up, gazing at her own nakedness with obvious intent. Her hands, palms down and fingers splayed, trailed a meandering path from her breasts down her flat belly to finally rest on the inside of her thighs; squeezing them and spreading her legs open still farther. Sophie let out a groan when she felt the air on her pussy; the lips opened up by her position.

Sophie couldn't hold back any longer and her fingers began an exploration of her sex... spreading herself open with a deft and knowing touch. She opened her legs even more; lifting her feet off the mattress to throw her knees back as far as she could; using her arms to hold her legs in place as she raised her bottom, making a continuous low mewling sound of pleasure as she slid two fingers inside her wetness; her palm slapping a staccato beat against her clit as she fucked herself.

She wished there was a mirror on the ceiling so she could look at herself, with her legs wide apart, her ass thrusting up to meet each downward plunge of her fingers, her face flushed... "Oh, FUCK!" Sophie screamed silently. She wanted to come so badly... was right there... riding the razor's edge of oblivion.

She moved a hand down to firmly grip her ass; the fingers sliding between the buttocks to stroke the lower part of her opening and the tight nerve-filled ring of her anus. She shuddered at the touch and cried aloud as she let her fingertip, drenched with her wetness, finally invaded her ass.

Sophie stroked her fingers more rapidly; the fingers sliding with bruising force in and out of both her holes... she thought again of Amber... of Jade laying on her side and opening herself completely to her daughter's intimate gaze... of her own handiwork that day at the pool with Amber watching her.

She groaned again, loudly, using a third finger in her pussy... filling herself... her fingers gnarled together in a thickness sufficient to stretch the elastic opening of her sex... pumping her hand... rotating her thumb until the ball was centered on her clit and... and...

And coming! Oh God; finally coming! Coming with a mindless, guttural exhalation of passion and pleasure so pure, that it almost consumed her in its entirety!

She couldn't think, couldn't move. Wave upon wave of her searing climax crashed through her core and she was left helpless until it finally ran its course; leaving her mind numb and her body a wet sticky mess that melted into the sheets.

She passed out; she knew... or fell asleep... for seconds, or hours or days. It didn't really matter; the result was the same. She lay naked on the sheets; limp, seemingly unable to move even a single muscle and only rousing as she felt the shift in weight as Jade finally came to bed.

She barely managed to open her eyes. "You kay?" she asked in a slurred voice.

"Yes." Jade responded to her... "No." she amended after a short pause.

"I don't know, Sophie. I don't know." Jade whispered, almost beyond the reach of Sophie's own tired mind and hearing.

Then she heard Jade crying; forcing open her eyes again to see Jade curling herself into a tighter and tighter ball that seemed to shrink when Sophie gathered her into her arms.

Sophie was familiar with it now; these impossible trysts with pretty girls seemingly designed by fate; the irresistible temptations that constantly seem to be placed before her. She had learned to cope with them, learned to accept them; she had learned to accept her own desire.

And Jade? Sophie knew that Jade was still trying to work it out. The woman seemed ready for anything. There was surprise and hesitation when she saw Amber in the room, but... Jade had let loose her own passion and need.

Jade rolled in her arms until she was lying on her side and facing her. Their eyes met; Jade's looking a silent question to her own. She seemed ready for anything... and scared.

Sophie's final thought before falling asleep was through the look they shared; that Jade was confused about her own desires... she wanted her doe-eyed daughter. Oh yes, she did want her...

*****

Pearle had been awake for some time now, but she snuggled deeper against her sister; the events of last night evaporating into nothingness as only a child's mind can manage.

"Hey, you awake?" Amber said sleepily; roused by Pearle's shifting. She lifted her arms above her head and straightened her legs in a glorious stretch before rolling on her side to give her sister a one- arm hug. It was very early, with the moon coming through the window and almost lighting up the room with its intensity.

"You're naked." Pearle said by way of response.

"Huh?" Amber said, confused. This was not how she pictured things and it took her a moment to adjust.

"You're naked!" Pearle said again, louder this time, as if the increased volume conveyed special meaning. She twisted then; insinuating a skinny leg between Amber's own before laying her palm on her older sister's breast... withdrawing her hand after a moment to punctuate each word with a soft poke on Amber's nipple.

"You... are... naked." Pearle giggled; followed quickly with a squeal that was muffled when Pearle buried her face in the pillow; Amber digging her fingers into her sister's side... tickling her mercilessly for the offending pokes.

"I have to pee." Amber said when things had calmed; sliding over Pearle and out from under the covers... but not without a final poke to her boob, courtesy of her sister. She ineffectually tried to swat Pearle's hand away, and then stood there for perhaps a second or two as she looked around for something to throw on; the air in the room suddenly chill after the heat of the bed.

"Amber is naked, Amber is naked, Amber is... " she heard her sister sing softly before giving up the search for a cover and padding quickly from Pearle's bedroom to the bathroom.

The silence was almost overpowering for Amber until her pee made a hissing splash in the toilet. She wiped, and then reached automatically for her panties before she realized that she really was naked.

She gazed at herself in the mirror as she washed her hands and didn't particularly like what she saw. Her body was too thin, her face long and not at all pretty with hair sticking out in every direction, her breasts too small. She turned off the water and did a small pirouette to see every side of her before drying her hands and streaking back to Pearle's bed.

Amber paused at the side of the bed. Pearle had gone under the covers... completely under the covers... with only the lump in the middle of the bed and the shock of blonde hair giving Amber any clue that her sister was still there.

It hit Amber then. Hit her with a force so palatable that it left her breathless... eyes going wide and hands coming up to her face as the memory of last night finally surfaced. A cold flash started in her middle and spread outward like ripples; each wave bringing more and more memories to her mind and leaving gooseflesh in its wake that had nothing to do with the chill air.

*****

The next morning, Jade's thoughts did not grant her even a fleeting moment's reprieve. Upon opening her eyes, she realized her mind felt... numb; even though her body felt exquisitely tired as the memories of last night came crashing to the fore of her thoughts. Events flashed before her in a manic collage of sight, sound, touch, taste and scent until she was reliving everything with such sharp intensity that it left her... numb.

It was not the overwhelming numbness of loss or sadness, but a deep, omnipresent, pit-of-her-stomach kind of numbness caused by such an emotional overload. She wanted to cry, but even that was too much for her fragile thoughts to come to grips with. Jade curled into a ball inside the covers, listening to the early morning sounds of the house around her and the soft breathing of Sophie at her back.

In the early light of day, Jade came to the realization that what she had done with her daughter Amber terrified her; her actions and eagerness to participate leaving her so very confused. How could she willingly let herself do those things... think those thoughts... somehow twist perceptions in her mind so that it was alright? But she had, and that was the stark reality. Jade's exploits with Amber excited her in such a powerful way... with such intensity, that there was little doubt; if she had to do it all over again, Jade knew she would.

Idly, Jade wondered how Amber was this morning... how she was handling things.

"Probably still asleep" Jade muttered under her breath. There was no way she herself was going back to sleep. It appeared that even relaxing seemed completely out of her grasp. Jade quietly climbed out of bed and into the bathroom.

As she stood in front of the large vanity mirror washing her face, Jade looked long and hard into her own eyes; eyes that were puffy with tiredness, heavy with concern... and dark with remembered passion. She lowered her lids, banishing the familiar stranger's eyes looking back at her in silent reproach.

"What am I doing?" Jade asked herself quietly.

She wanted a shower badly; felt an almost overpowering need to wash herself clean of any evidence from last night's lovemaking... both physically and mentally.

She opened her eyes again when she heard Sophie walk up; taking in both of their naked reflections in the mirror. They did make quite a pair, Jade admitted. Sophie wrapped her arms around Jade from behind in an eager hug; smiling and nuzzling her hair as her lips sought the soft spot below Jade's ear.

Jade was suddenly furious. Was this a fucking game to Sophie? Didn't she understand? Did the woman have no concern or remorse for her actions last night? Why had she brought Amber into the room? Jade knew that she let herself be led as much as Sophie did the leading, but how fucking dare Sophie pretend like this was normal... like this was some Goddamn glorious new start to her life!

She pulled free of Sophie's embrace, giving the woman a stern look that started as righteous anger, but then rapidly morphed into confused betrayal and shame as her emotions took another 90-degree turn. She felt like crying again.

"Oh, this is just fucking rich; get a grip, girl!" she silently chastised herself. Neither woman had yet to utter a word to the other; Sophie clearly taken aback by Jade's bubble of anger. Good.

Jade grabbed her robe from the door hanger and shrugged it on. She was momentarily at a loss as she made several futile attempts to tie the robe closed, only to realize that the wide belt had been used as a blindfold in last night's games and was probably crumpled in a corner somewhere. She held the robe closed tightly with both hands like a protective shield, and then padded her way to the kitchen.

She made coffee mechanically as her mind flitted from one thought to the other. Could she talk to Sophie? Would she even understand? Was Sophie right? Did she need to quit beating herself up about this? Just accept it as something that was part of her?

Jade heard sounds of activity upstairs; the voices of her daughters gaining and fading as they walked back and forth, and then the running water of a shower being started.

*****

Amber woke first, the light streaming through the window all but making it impossible to sleep any longer. It was quiet in Pearle's bedroom, giving her time to think upon wakening; the comforting warmth of Pearle's body next to hers felt wonderful.

The first thought that entered her mind; one that made her giggle in its naughtiness, was the fact that she was still naked. Oh sure, she had gone to sleep without clothing lots of times, but when her sister pointed it out to her earlier, Amber had just shrugged it off as a nothing thing.

And now? Now it was way more than nothing!

Pearle was naked too, a delightful surprise to Amber when she crawled back into bed earlier, and the steady thrum of her heart on Amber's palm as it lay across her breast sent delicious thoughts through Amber's mind and made her more aware of her situation. Images of last night ran through her head; so many, that she didn't know where to begin. It felt so much like a fairy tale, so much like a dream that she found it difficult to believe. She thought she might get bruises on her arms from pinching them to see if she really was awake; but it was true, entirely true... she had been with her mom and Sophie!

As good as it felt, Amber knew she should get out of bed. It was impossible to return to sleep, and she thought that maybe she should take a shower before Pearle got up and hogged the bathroom.

The air was chill in the absence of Pearle's body heat and the covers, and Amber stood quietly for a moment before covering her sister; looking at her sleeping form in a new light. Her heart was so full, her head fairly spinning, that she thought she might actually burst with happiness. If she could have one wish right now, it would be to wake her sister and pour out her feelings. Amber loved her sister and thought of no one else she could speak to about last night; no one else she could share it with.

Amber was not in the shower long before she heard the bathroom door open and knew that Pearle had come in.

"Flush!" she heard Pearle call out a few moments later; automatically letting her sister know the water was about to get hot.

"Thanks" Amber said back, stepping out of the spray to peek her head around the curtain. Pearle was rocking from foot to foot, looking impatient as she wrapped her arms around her body in the steamy room. "I just started," Amber said. "But you can come in if you want."

Pearle didn't hesitate, but climbed in with her sister.

"Why are you smiling so much?" Pearle asked innocently; turning this way and that to warm herself under the stream of water; her eyes never leaving her sister's face.

Amber actually blushed, then scooted close to her sister so they both stood under the water. "Something wonderful happened last night." Amber said. "It's kinda secret..." she trailed off as she blinked her eyes furiously from the water splashing off of Pearle's head. "Let's finish and I'll tell you about it."

After the shower, Amber led her sister to her room this time; both girls wrapped in very large, very fluffy towels. Pearle had pestered her mercilessly since mentioning the 'secret', and Amber was suddenly very shy. Still, Amber could not dream of sharing such a personal act as she had experienced with anyone else; even if Pearle was a few years younger.

For Pearle, it had turned into a frustrating game; one where she tried to glean every nugget of information from her sister as soon as she could, even though she figured out that Amber was willing to tell her all in good time. She sat on Amber's large bed; smiling hugely when her sister took her hand in her own and sat down next to her.

"I've had my suspicions about Mom and Sophie for a while now," Amber told her. "You remember when I told you about Mom and Sophie being 'special friends'?" Amber asked her sister. At Pearle's answering nod, Amber rushed on. "Well, last night... Mom, Sophie and I all had the chance to be 'special friends'."

Pearle looked confused for a second. That was the big secret? Then her eyes got wide as realization dawned; a squeal escaping her lips as she brought her hands to her face in surprise.

"No way!" Pearle said excitedly. "That's so cool!"

A barrage of questions quickly followed; "What was it like? What did you do? How? Was it fun? What happened? Was Mommy happy?"

Amber laughed at her sister's curiosity; feeling a deep relief and a sudden upwelling of love for the little sprout; knowing she had made the right decision to bring Pearle in on the secret.

Amber tried to answer each question, but Pearle soon talked right over her in the rush to get her next question out. She felt very happy and content to be sitting with Pearle; so connected with her sister that she didn't even think before kissing her.

Amber didn't find it very strange to be kissing her sister; they had kissed many times before... often expressing kinship and a certain joy in greeting each other after a long time apart in a way that only sisters can understand. But this was not the kiss of two sisters that they had so often shared. At least, the first kiss was, but certainly not the second. Amber could hardly describe it, and her cheeks flushed red with heat at what she was doing... trying to share a part of last night with her sister. She felt very naughty.

She was trying to kiss her sister like she wanted to kiss Sophie; like she wanted to kiss her mother. To Amber's way of thinking, it was more the type of kiss a man might give to his wife, when he desires to tell her of his affection for her... because that's what Amber wanted; to show her sister how much she loved her.

Pearle's lips met hers, and Amber marveled at how soft and sweet they tasted; the lingering hint of peppermint toothpaste the strongest she had known. But then, to Amber's surprise, the kiss deepened, and she could feel that Pearle was pressing her tongue against her own in a lavish display of longing and desire... exploration.

It shocked Amber, what her sister was doing, but even that didn't feel as shocking as her own reaction when she felt her sister doing so. When she felt Pearle touch her with her lips and probe at her with her tongue, Amber felt warm and soothed; wanting desperately to let her sister know that her desire was Amber's own desire as well. She could not understand her own feelings, and her body was racing ahead of her with a mind of its own; but at that moment, she also knew that she did not want to think about it too much... only wanting to return Pearle's kiss as deeply as she could. Truly, Amber wanted to share this with her sister!

To Pearle, the kissing seemed to go on for some time; with Amber returning her kiss in a way that she thought a person in love should. She could feel soft hands on the back of her neck and fingers pulling gently at her hair... and then... she was a little scared, but she felt the fingers leave her neck and travel down to the towel covering her body; starting at her chest and moving down; slowly opening the towel as they went.

It felt cooler, and Pearle looked down to discover that while Amber had been kissing her so intently, she had opened the towel covering her; so that her breasts were now uncovered. Pearle felt a moment of shock; complete panic at what was going on. She would not dream of showing or letting someone else look at one of her private places; even with everything that was happening!

"It's OK," Amber said to her; smiling fully at her reluctance. "There is nothing to see that you should be ashamed or embarrassed about." Pearle smiled with her then; with Amber's reassurance, with Amber's love. Amber's hand moved; opening the towel all the way down.

Pearle sat on her sister's bed; her body almost completely exposed; Amber's hands moving down to touch her... and she could not believe that she was welcoming her sister's strange new touch like this; even as she felt Amber's warm breath on her neck and her soft kisses on her ear... it felt... tingly... almost a tickle... it felt good!

Pearle was shocked yet again when Amber moved her to the edge of the bed, then watched as she took off her own towel; and far from being ashamed or embarrassed, Pearle was eager to see her sister naked right now, even though she could not explain why.

Amber's breasts were large; at least as far as she could compare, and when Amber scrunched them together and rubbed the tips with her fingers in a way that she had never imagined before, Pearle could not help herself; she just stared. Pearle risked a quick glance between Amber's legs. She noticed her sister in a weird way now; she had folds just the same as hers, and her legs were long and well formed; her belly smooth and flat. When Amber bent to lay the towel down on the bed, Pearle marveled at the curves her sister seemed to develop overnight; curvy in places she never noticed before. Her sister was almost a grown-up.

Pearle scooted over some as Amber sat down beside her and took her hands to place them on her breasts; telling Pearle to touch them. Pearle was very nervous, but strangely enough, eager to do so. She touched them gently at first, and then with more resolve, especially when Amber didn't object; pinching a little just to see.

Pearle jumped when her sister touched her chest in return, and Pearle could not believe the feelings it stirred inside of her to have Amber's fingers brush the tips of her breasts and rub over them. It felt good inside of her, and she had never before felt the heat and longing between her legs that Amber's touch gave her.

It was all very new... very confusing... but very rich and delicious at the same time.

At Amber's insistence, Pearle stopped her fondling, stood up, and slipped completely out of the towel that was barely covering her. She thought she would die from embarrassment, but as she stood naked before Amber, the look on her sister's face seemed so natural that she was glad she had done so. Then Amber laid her back and ran her fingers down the length of her body; each touch sending a chill through her that burned hot and cold at the same time and once again made its way straight between her legs... the longing building so badly; wanting to satisfy... even though she did not know how to do it.

Eventually Amber's hand found its way to Pearle's burning desire, and she could not help but shy away a little at the touch of her sister's fingers on her most private place; no one had touched her there like that before... certainly not like Amber was now! Because she was laying down, Pearle could not see what her sister was doing, or how her fingers were moving there, but each caress sent a shudder throughout her whole body... she could only lay back and enjoy. As Amber touched her, she felt that she might burst apart from the strong feelings that her sister's fingers were producing... her belly became hot and tight as she continued.

"Amber?" Pearle said weakly, and her sister smiled and reached up to kiss her, even as her fingers stayed in this most intimate spot.

"It must feel very good," Amber said to her in cooing tones, "but soon you will feel something that will make everything else seem boring."

Pearle had no idea what Amber was talking about, but she returned her kisses because it felt natural... it felt good. Her mind told her that this was not what sisters did, but her body only wanted more, and she was helpless to resist. The kiss deepened, and Pearle reached with her own tongue for her sister's... wanted to be inside of her... to be one with her.

Suddenly, her whole body seemed to come alive with a fire of its own, and she shuddered and cried as chills and heat alternated within her. It seemed to last a long time, and when it was over, she was completely mystified. Her limbs felt heavy and full, and she could only lie still and breathe heavily as Amber ran her fingers over her damp skin and kissed her gently.

Pearle felt torpid... felt Amber take her into her arms protectively and hold her for a long time. "I don't... I... what happened?" Pearle said quietly. Amber said nothing, merely holding her and kissing her cheek; her wet hair making her shiver.

"Amber?" she voiced hopefully to her sister. "Are we 'special friends' now too?" she asked; wanting more like it.

Amber held her close and kissed her lips.