You walk to the door, wondering who could it be. As you open the door you see an attractive female with long wavy chestnut brown hair. She has some bags with her which confuses you about her reason to be here. Could she be a new neighbour or something?
"Why are you staring at me like an idiot? Don't you recognize your sister, Ross?" Says the woman.
At this moment you realize who it is. She is indeed your step sister, Karen. You haven't seen her since she moved out of your parents' house about 9 years ago. The only times you have heard about her since then is when your Dad sometimes mention something. She lived with you for a good ten years or so when you were a kid, when your Dad remarried. If you remember right, she should be exactly 30 years old now, though from her looks, a few years younger than that.
"Oh, sorry! It's just... I haven't seen you since you moved out of my Dad's place. Come in!" You quickly explain yourself, a bit embarrassed to not recognize your own sister like that and invite her inside your apartment.
Karen walks inside carrying her bags, you still have no idea why she has those here...
"Well, you've got yourself a pretty nice place here!" She looks around and places her bags on the ground.
"What brings you to me so suddenly, Karen?" You ask.
"Oh, I'm just going to live here with you for a few days." She proclaims.
"Wait... what?!" You say in surprise.
"I broke up with my fiance, and have nowhere to go now. I just need somewhere to sleep before I find myself some new place to live." She says, clearly disregarding what you might think of her doing that.
"B-but... couldn't you go to our parents or something?" You ask.
"Nice apartments are cheaper here than in their city." Karen replies and proceeds to unzip her bags.
"But, we haven't seen each other in 9 years, you can't expect me to..." You try to say but Karen interrupts.
"Are you going to throw out your own sister on the street? The sister who protected you from bullies when you were a kid?" Says Karen, she sure knows how to make you feel bad about something.
"B-but... Well, I guess you can stay for few days..." You say, she indeed protected you from some aggressive boys who often were picking on you when you were kids, in exchange however she later made you her servant for a week... A rather embarrassing memory you would prefer to forget.
"Heh, you are as easy to control as ever." She comments while unpacking her things and placing them outside of bags.
"What do you mean?" You ask.
"Nothing at all..." Says Karen, but you see a somewhat playful smile flash on her face.
Then you see Karen looking at the video game console you have under your TV.
"PS2? That's a pretty old console, isn't it? Still, seeing it reminds me how I was always beating you in video games, remember how we always made bets? I always made you smell my feet each time you lost... fun times." Says Karen reminiscing about more embarrassing memories from your younger years.
Those bets ending with you smelling her feet, are what you always consider to be the thing that "awakened" your foot fetish. At some point, you found yourself losing on purpose just so that Karen would make you smell her feet again, of course you never told her that.
"Yeah... I guess." You reply a bit reluctantly.
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