You get a good view of everything your sister is doing today, since your main vision is from her lips. You would moan when you see who is picking her up since it's her boyfriend. Sure enough she gets in and kisses him, which means YOU kiss his lips, some of you rubbing off, but mostly you stay on her lips, inwardly happy she buys better lip gloss that is rub resistant. He drives off and they chat, which is really disorienting since you move with every word, your form trembles with vibrations. You never really appreciated just how much a person's lips move, but now that that's you, it's exhausting. They get to a restaurant and he helps her be seated, which is nice, since you hadn't met him much and he seems nice. But your sister makes you terrified when she jokes she might go down on him if he keeps treating her this nicely. NONONONONO! Dear God, no, not as her lipstick, not that, anything but that! His grin speaks more to the possibility of your impending doom than anything else and these might the worst 24 hours of your life should that come to pass. NONONONONO! Do not say things like 'come to pass' when you are in danger of ....NONONONONO!
But their brunch goes well, and he suggests shopping, wants to buy her some things. On one hand, whew, yes, go shopping, buy her things....but on the other, what if he is just softening her up to get what he wants and what you most certainly do NOT want. Your fears are fed more when she leads him into Victoria's Secret and you are forced to look at some really sexy lingerie, designed to drive most any guy wild. She picks out a corset ensemble, and goes to the fitting rooms, where she tries some of it on. Of course this is also mortifying for you, looking at your sister in the full length mirror as she models sexy lingerie. If it wasn't your sister and she hadn't insinuated she was going to blow her boyfriend, all while you were ON HER LIPS, this might be fun. But both of those previous conditions are in fact true, and this day is becoming more and more horrible.
Aaaannd then it gets worse. Coming out of the store, your sister sees her friend Candee, who is the walking talking embodiment of a slut. That might not be fair, but she's the closest thing this town has to bicycle and she even made overtures to YOU once to see if you wanted a ride. That wouldn't be so bad except for on little detail, one conversation the girls have. Candee says "ohh, I love that shade of lipstick" "Thank you, I've been meaning to try this color out and think it looks great" "Oh, it does, man it would go great with the outfit I am wearing tonight" "Oh hey, we're friends, here put some on" As your sister hands you to her friend to put on, doing so in a bathroom, where this woman rips your head off and smears you across her lips. Capped once more, returned to your sister's purse, now you have the disorientation of being on TWO sets of lips, both of whom belong to women who clearly have plans to be intimate with men tonight. Candee walks away, while you sister leans into her boyfriend as they walk, and you simply sit there on her lips, dreading the horrors to come. No, don't say that word!
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