A Beautiful Sunset


                                            > It's Spring Break 20XX, and your family has made it a point to go on vacation one last time before you go off to college.

                                            > Since you lived a few hours from the ocean your parents decided to rent a beach house, and golf cart for a week.

                                            > The house wasn't at all what you expected.  It was on stilts and about three blocks from the actual beach.  Still, you were pretty excited about this holiday.  Just you, your mom, dad, and little sister Sunset.

                                            > However, you were a little less enthusiastic about spending time with Sunny though.  You loved her to death.  She's your little sunshine, but things have been strained between you two lately.

                                            > Recently, Sunset discovered boys, and that's all she wants to talk about.  Gone are the days where you'd spend time together playing video games or binge-watching your favorite movies and TV shows.

                                            > Another thing is, she's at that age where she's starting to 'fill out.'  Meaning boys are noticing your sister as well.

                                            > Even though you still have a few months left together before college it feels like you've already said goodbye to your beloved sister.

                                            > "You ready yet?"  Sunset asks.

                                            "Yeah.  You have the cooler?"

                                            > "Of course."

                                            "I still can't believe you want to take this thing with us.  It's just going to be you and me you know."

                                            > "Yeah, I know, but it's always so crowded.  This way it will feel like we have a little privacy."


                                            > She wasn't wrong about that.  Being that it's spring break the beach was usually cramped and crowded.

                                            > Taking the golf cart you park it just short of the fence leading to the beach proper.  You carry the portable gazebo with a privacy screen while Sunset takes the two beach chairs and cooler.

                                            > You decide to set-up close to the entrance.  Making it easier for you to pack and unpack the large load.

                                            > The beach wasn't as mobbed as you were expecting.  There was a slight chance of showers later this afternoon, but there were no signs of any storms right now.

                                            > The rain was the primary reason why your parents decided against going to the beach today.  Opting to go shopping instead.

                                            > "I going to go to the boardwalk."  Sunset said as she dropped her load.

                                            "Not before you put on sunscreen you don't."

                                            > "Shoot, I totally forgot."

                                            > The girl was so fixed on looking for cute guys she had completely neglected the most critical thing you need to do when you go to the beach.

                                            > "Okay, I'm off."  She says giving you a quick wave.

                                            > Of all the days on your vacation this was your best chance to spend some alone time with your sister.  And what does she decide to do?  Roam the catwalk looking for a date.

                                            > As soon as you're done setting up your spot you head out after her.  You weren't so worried that something might happen to her.  She could take care of herself.

                                            > Call it love or brotherly-instinct you wanted to look after her.  You know she wouldn't be too thrilled about it but damn it.  Is it too much to ask for some quality time with your favorite sister?


                                            > As you stroll the marina you begin thinking of a good excuse for spending time with her.  She had outgrown the novelty of building sand castles.  You didn't own a boogie board.  Nor did you want to pay +$50 on an item that you'd only use a handful of times in your life.

                                            > Maybe there was a shop or store that might entice her.

                                            > After walking aimlessly for half an hour you were starting to get a little thirsty.  You notice a cyclist on the beach hauling a freezer chest and flag him down.

                                            > You see these guys around every so often, and they just happened to carry something you know your sister will love.

                                            > You buy two servings and take a seat on the nearest bench.

                                            > Maybe it was time you caved and just tried calling her.  She wasn't the greatest at returning your messages, but a phone call might get through.

                                            > Ring Ring

                                            > Ring Ring

                                            > Ring Ring

                                            > "Hey, what's up?"

                                            "Not much.  Just wanted to know where you were."

                                            > "I'm at the Ron Jon's Surf Shop.  Made some new friends."

                                            "That's cool.  Care if I swing by?  I got some frozen lemonade."

                                            > You could hear the disgust in her voice as she contemplated her answer.

                                            > "Fine, but don't stick around too long."

                                            "No problem.  I'll be right there."

                                            > You give yourself a mental fist pump.  You may just salvage this day yet.


                                            > By the time you got there your icy treat was half melted.  That, however, didn't stop your sister from shoveling it down the moment you arrived.

                                            > Sunset then introduced you to her 'friends'.  Four guys.  All of which looked to be in their mid-twenties.  More than likely college students.

                                            > Each equipped with a set of rippling pectoral muscles and half a dozen chiseled abs.  One of them was wearing a wedding ring, but that still didn't give you much comfort.

                                            > "These guys just invited me to come with them to the amusement park a couple miles from here."

                                            > "Yeah, we got season passes.  Since she said she hasn't been there, we asked her if she wanted to tag along."  Said Thing 1.

                                            > "We'd be willing to spot you if decided to come to."  Said Thing 2.

                                            "That's nice of you guys, but I don't think our folks would appreciate us spending the day with people we don't know."

                                            > "Parents always say that lame shit to keep their kids from having fun.  It's spring break man you got to live a little."  Said Thing 3.

                                            > "Yeah bro, lighten up.  You can't live your life doing everything mom and dad say.  Besides, what they don't know won't hurt them."  Sunset adds.

                                            "I've faired pretty well by 'doing what they say.'  On top of that, you didn't even want me around five minutes ago."

                                            > "Why are you bringing that up?  Why can't you just be cool like these guys?"

                                            "I'm just looking after you Sunny.  You're too trusting of people."

                                            > Sunset lets out an exacerbated sigh of frustration.

                                            > "We'll talk about this later.  Let's just go have some fun."


                                            > You really didn't want to go anywhere with these guys, and you certainly didn't want your sister going with them either.

                                            > Then again, why should you care?  All she's done lately is think about herself.  Giving you grief, and premature gray hairs.

                                            > Perhaps, if she hangs out with these guys for a while she'll see they're only interested in her body.  That should be more than enough to set her straight.

                                            "I'll take a rain check on that.  I know when I'm not wanted.  You go enjoy yourself.  I'll just be here.  Having fun by myself."

                                            > Sunset doesn't even offer a retort.  She just throws up her hands and leaves with those jackasses.

                                            "She's sixteen by the way!"  You shout as they walk away.

                                            > Your mind immediately begins racing about the hundreds of possible scenarios that could play out.  Many of which involve never seeing your sister alive again.

                                            > You mentally shake your head.  There's no way that was going to happen.  You watched too many live-action dramas.  Everything was going to be fine.

                                            > You'd kick sand around for a few hours, and then she'd show up just to help you bring the stuff back to the house.  Talk about her new boyfriend, and tell you why he's the one for her.  Get dumped a few weeks later after already stealing her virginity.  Leaving her a single mother with no future.

                                            > Yeah, you should definitely stop watching those shows.

                                            > Once you get back to your spot you sit and ponder what to do next.  There was plenty of things you could do, but you wanted to share at least one of those memories with your sister.

                                            > Before you know it she'll be going to college herself.  Marry some guy she met at a party, and move across the country with him.  Only to visit once a year on Christmas.  If you were lucky.


                                            > Just the thought of Sunny being with another guy put you in a bad mood.  In your eyes, no one was good enough to be with your little sunshine.

                                            > You wish you had friends to talk to this about.  This feeling didn't seem natural.  As an older brother, it should be fine to want to protect your little sister, but this was more than that.

                                            > As you got older you wanted Sunset to go to the same college as you.  Room with you in the dorms.  Graduate and find a job locally.  Live together because you wanted to rather than by necessity.

                                            > Grow old and live happily ever after.  Leaving out the part about finding love.  You've accepted the fact that you'll die alone a long time ago.  As for Sunset, what would she think of that plan?

                                            > What did she think of you now?  Arguments like the one five minutes ago were becoming the new norm.

                                            > She once said, 'As long as I've got my bro there's nothing else I need.'  That seemed like a lifetime ago.  When it couldn't have been more than three years.

                                            > You felt the same way about her then.  In fact, you still do, but you don't believe that sentiment has held up.

                                            > If only she wasn't related to you.  Then, you could ask her out, and since you already knew everything about each other you'd be the perfect pair.

                                            > Who were you kidding.  You're no Casanova.  You couldn't just talk to a girl you liked and sweep her off her feet.


                                            > After several more minutes of self-loathing you hear your phone buzzing on top of the cooler.  Reluctantly you pick it up and see that you have a new message.

                                            > It's from Sunset.

                                            > 'Can you come pick me up?'

                                            > Well, that was faster than you expected.

                                            'Sure, where you at?'

                                            > *Incoming message.

                                            > 'By the Boulineaus on 23rd Ave.'

                                            'Got it.  Be there in 15.'

                                            > You suppose you should be relieved, but you know that Sunset is going to give you an ear full when you pick her up.

                                            > You grab your keys and drive your golf cart the rough mile it is to pick her up.  It was at this time you noticed that some storm clouds had started to form.  Leaving you little time before it started to rain.

                                            > As you pull into the parking lot. You see your sister leaning against the foundation wall.  You honk your horn, and she slowly makes her way towards you.

                                            "Hey."  You try to say cheerfully.

                                            > Sunset, however, doesn't reply.  Simply taking her seat, arms crossed waiting for you to start driving.

                                            > You sigh.  Knowing any further efforts would be in vain.  Halfway back to your spot it began to drizzle.  It was at this same time Sunset finally decided to speak up.


                                            > "Aren't you going to say anything?"

                                            "Like what?"

                                            > "You know what.  The 'I told you so' or 'What did you think was going to happen'".

                                            "You know I'm not going to do that.  I was just looking out for you."

                                            > "Well, no one asked you to.  I'm sixteen and old enough to drive now.  I can make my own decisions."

                                            "I'm not saying you can't.  I just worry that you're trying to grow up too fast."

                                            > "See that right there.  That's something mom or dad would have said.  When are you going to break out of your shell, and do something without thinking about the consequences?  Like go drinking or fuck a bitch."

                                            "One, because doing things like that could have me thrown in jail.  Two, every woman my age is only interested in a guy's looks instead of what he's going to do with his life.  And three, people only do those things because they think they're cool, and will make them popular."

                                            > "Which they do."

                                            "Yeah, and what else do those things do?  Give you STD's and permanent brain damage."

                                            > "You're such a fucking wuss.  Why did I ever look up to you?"

                                            "Because before you grew tits you knew how to have fun without degrading yourself."

                                            > "Shut your fucking mouth!"

                                            "Why should I?  You never listen to me anyway."

                                            > "Oh HERE we go."

                                            "You know I could tell mom and dad the stunt you just pulled.  What do you think they'll have to say about that?  Talking to some jackasses that just planned on using you and throwing you away."


                                            > "You don't know that.  Besides, the one guy was married and I'm pretty sure two of them were gay."

                                            "They could have told you that to have you lower your guard.  Honestly, why would four meatheads want to hang out with a teenage girl, and then immediately dump her upon learning that she's underage."

                                            > "Well, at least they acted like they wanted to be around me."

                                            "What am I chopped liver?  All I want to do is hang out with you.  Are you telling me I don't count?"

                                            > "No!"

                                            > A long lingering silence follows after that.

                                            > You realize her emotions are getting the better of her, but you feel there's a deeper issue here.  Although, you weren't sure on how to approach such a topic.  Luckily, Sunset speaks up first.

                                            > "I mean.  Besides you.  Not a lot of people bother to talk to me.  I've already been in high school a year, but I don't have hardly any friends."

                                            > "It doesn't help that there are so many chicks hotter than me.  If I don't get experience now I won't have anything going for me."

                                            > "That's why I'm always hitting on guys.  If I slept with them I'd become more popular, and people would want to talk to me."

                                            > In your mind that sounded really stupid, but you could understand where she's coming from.

                                            "Listen.  I get it.  I'm not exactly winning any popularity contests myself, but I don't feel like doing the things that are popular will make me look cool."

                                            "Sure, there are a lot of girls with sexy bodies, but you don't see me trying to hook up with them just to make myself feel better."

                                            > "You just don't get it.  Girls are expected to have tons of friends simply for being pretty."

                                            "Says who?  Besides, what good are those friendships if all they care about is sex?"

                                            > She doesn't say anything.  In her heart, she knows you're right, but her head doesn't want to accept it.


                                            "Look.  You've got plenty of time to figure out how you want people to see you.  Until then, why don't we enjoy today?  Together."

                                            ...

                                            > "Okay."

                                            > By the time you got back to your spot on the beach the rain had kicked up a few notches in intensity.  You and Sunset make a mad dash for cover and dry off once you reach the tent.

                                            > "So, what do we do now?"

                                            "Now's a good a time as any for lunch in my opinion."

                                            > As if on cue, Sunset's stomach makes a faint rumbling sound.

                                            > "You've got a good point."

                                            > You both sit down and dig into your cooler to pull out a couple of sandwiches and sodas to enjoy.

                                            > The two of you eat quietly while listening to the soft pitter-patter of rain around you.

                                            > "Do you hate me?"  Sunset blurts out.

                                            > Her voice startles you, but you turn to meet your sister's gaze all the same.

                                            "Why do you ask?"  Saying out of genuine curiosity.

                                            > "This is one of the first days we've been alone together in a long time, but I ditched you the moment I was able.  Why don't you hate me?"

                                            > So it's not a question of if, but rather why.

                                            "Because you're the only one I have."  Not hesitating to answer.

                                            "Sounds really pathetic I know, but it's the truth."

                                            "You're the most important thing in the world to me sis."

                                            "Even though we may fight and bicker I'll always love you no matter what."


                                            > "Even though I said all those nasty things about you?"

                                            "Trust me, I've been called a lot worse.  Plus, I know you didn't really mean a lot of it."

                                            > She doesn't say anything.  Not entirely comforted by your words.

                                            > You want to cheer her up, and you think you know just the way to do it.

                                            > Standing up you pretend to walk over to the cooler.  Instead, you tip-toe behind her and wrap your arms around her chest in a full bear hug.  Before she can protest you kiss her on the forehead.  Keeping her frozen in place.

                                            "You're too hard on yourself you know that?  My little sunshine's supposed to keep the clouds away.  Not rain on my parade."

                                            > She chuckles softly.  Letting out a sorrowful sigh.

                                            > You lighten up on the hug to look at her face to see the normally strong facade of your sister's demeanor slowly begins to break as tears start to well up in her eyes.  She quickly wipes them away, but not before a single drop trickles down her cheek.

                                            > You sit next to her letting her rest her head on your chest.

                                            > "I'm beginning to remember why I admire you so much."

                                            "Really?  And why's that?"

                                            > "You always make me feel better about myself.  Even when I mess up, or do something bad."

                                            "Hey, what are brothers for?"


                                            > She hums softly.  Before looking up at you for a brief moment.

                                            > "Don't tell anyone I said this, but I'm going to be really jealous when you get a girlfriend."

                                            > Well that came out of nowhere.

                                            > "If you spoil her as much as you do me that girl will be glued to you."

                                            "That's good to know.  Now I just have to figure out how to talk to girls."

                                            > "It's a lot easier than you think.  You just have to act without thinking with this."  She says while pointing at your crotch.

                                            "Easier said than done."

                                            > "I talk to guys all the time, and they manage to keep it in their pants.  You just need some practice."

                                            "Practice.  Sure."

                                            > "Come on, I'll help you out."

                                            > She sits up and positions herself in front of you with her legs crossed.

                                            > "Now, what's the first thing you say to a girl you like?"

                                            "Are we seriously doing this?"

                                            > "You want to get a girlfriend don't you?"

                                            "Who said that?"

                                            > "Well you're not gay are you?"

                                            "NO!"

                                            > "Then what's the problem?"

                                            "I don't really want a girlfriend."

                                            > "Bro, you're not making any sense."

                                            "Is it so hard to believe that I don't want to pursue a relationship right now?"

                                            > "Why not?"


                                            > There were a number of reasons.  None of which you wanted to go into.

                                            "Just trust me when I say don't worry about it."

                                            > Sunset just grumbles to herself.

                                            "Besides, I don't need anyone else when I have you."  You say while grabbing Sunset and forcing her into a headlock.

                                            > "Stop!  I'm not letting you off the hook that easy."

                                            "Remember when you said that to me?  That time we went camping?"

                                            > She stops struggling and begins to lean into you.

                                            > "Yeah, I do.  I also recall that we nearly set the whole forest on fire."

                                            "Good times."

                                            > It was then that you noticed the rain beginning to taper off.  Meaning, you still had the whole afternoon to do something fun.

                                            "You know I saw a magic shop on the pier when I was looking for you.  Why don't we check it out."

                                            > If you knew anything about your sister she loves two things.  Boys and magic.  You just pray that the day never comes where she meets a guy who can do magic.

                                            > "That sounds cool.  Let's go."

                                            > Due to the rain the few people that came to the beach today had mostly left.  Giving you relative impunity over the entire beachhead.


                                            > The magic shop in question was called The Unknown Familiar.  As you enter, you notice no one else was inside besides the shopkeeper.  Who stood behind the counter cleaning a crystal ball.

                                            > He appeared to be in his late 50's to early 60's with noticeable dark circles under his eyes.  His face also sported a grayish white goatee.  As for clothes he was wearing an old puffy shirt with a light blue vest over it.  Coupled with a black top hat and goldish glasses.  The glasses appeared to be purely cosmetic as they had green and red lenses.

                                            > Now that you think about it.  If it wasn't for that hat and glasses he would look almost exactly like that guy from Lemony Snicket's A Series of Unfortunate Events.

                                            > The shop itself was proportionately small, but the inventory was massive.  Nearly every square inch of the store was packed with some type of mystical item.

                                            > Tables filled with good luck charms.  Clothing racks for both aspiring and would-be magicians.  Beginners kits for kids.  If it was supernatural you could find it here.

                                            > "Welcome my little love birds.  What can I interest you in today?"  Said the store owner.

                                            > Wait, did he just call you two lovebirds?  He's quite the eccentric one.  You haven't even spoken two words to the guy, and he already assumes that you're together.

                                            "Uh yeah.  My sister really digs this stuff, so we thought we'd stop by."

                                            > "Oh siblings are you?  That would explain the strong connection I sense between you two."

                                            > Sense?  What is he talking about?


                                            > "Hold on.  Are you saying that you're a psychic medium?"  Sunset asks.

                                            > "Of a sorts, yes.  On top of running this store, I tell fortunes, give psychic readings, or speak to the dead.  Does that interest you?"

                                            > "It sure does.  How much to have my fortune read?"

                                            > "It's $20,  but if you want both of your fortunes read I'll only charge you $25."

                                            > "Sounds good to me.  Let's do it."

                                            > The way he spoke gave you a mild sense of unease, and it wasn't the fact that you thought he was a scam artist.  Something else was telling you that this guy was bad news.

                                            > "Excellent follow me to the back room so we can get started."  He instructed.

                                            > The two of you comply.  Entering a dimly lit room with only a small table and two chairs inside.

                                            > "Please have a seat."

                                            > You sit and wait while he retrieves a chair from a closet.

                                            > "Now.  Before we begin, I must first verify each of your arcana.  First, we'll start with you dearie."

                                            > He pulls out a deck of cards from his back pocket and quickly shuffles them before laying them out on the table.

                                            > "Choose the one that speaks to you."

                                            > She takes one and looks at it.

                                            > "The Star card."

                                            > "Excellent.  Now, for your brother."


                                            > She puts the card back and the mysterious man mixes the cards up once more before setting them down.

                                            > "Go ahead."

                                            > You take a card and immediately flip it over.

                                            > "The Hierophant.  Interesting."  The store clerk says.

                                            > "With your spirits now open to me I can now proceed with the ceremony."

                                            > Ceremony?  This was beginning to sound fishier and fishier by the minute.

                                            > He places the crystal ball you saw earlier on the table before closing his eyes.

                                            > "I must inform you that once we start you each will be allowed one question.  So be sure to be ready."

                                            "A question?  About what?"

                                            > "Anything you wish to know, and it will be revealed to you."  He says with a smug look.

                                            > "Please join hands so that we may begin."

                                            > You take both your sister's hand and the creepy old guy's hand and wait.

                                            > "Spirits of the past, mystics of the present, seers of the future.  Lend me your ears and speak to us."

                                            > Without warning the table begins to slowly rattle.  You peek underneath the tablecloth and see no one is touching it.  When you raise your head back up a faint blue glow begins emanating from the orb.

                                            > "Steady your hearts young ones.  This is where the REAL magic starts."

                                            > You anxiously wait for something to happen.  As a faint chill falls over the room.

                                            > Then, as suddenly as the light appears it vanishes.  With it, the foreboding atmosphere you felt not seconds before.


                                            > You and Sunset look at each other puzzled before turning your gaze to the old man.

                                            > "It is done.  I now have a clear picture of everything you are, and everything you will be.  Now, ask me your question."

                                            > You weren't sure what just happened.  You want to believe it was staged, but so many things didn't add up.

                                            > I'll go first."  Sunset says confidently.

                                            > "Will I ever meet my soulmate?"

                                            > The man begins mumbling to himself as he gazes intently into the dark crystal ball.

                                            > "Yes.  Yes.  You will indeed.  In fact, it would appear that you have already met him."

                                            > "What!?"

                                            "What!?"

                                            > You both say simultaneously.

                                            > "Who is it?"  Sunset asks.

                                            > "Apologies my dear, but my vision has become clouded.  I can no longer see your future."

                                            "Come on man just tell her the name of this supposed life partner."

                                            > "I wish I could son, but this lovely lady just wasn't quite specific enough with her question."

                                            "Then how about this.  What the name of Sunset's soulmate."

                                            > "Bro stop.  Don't use your question on me."

                                            "Sunny relax.  If you really want me to know something about my future I'll just pay this guy another $20."

                                            > "Then your question is to know the name of your sister's destined lover?"

                                            "Yes."  You say begrudgingly.  Not liking the way he phrased that last sentence.


                                            > "Very well."

                                            > Again, he looks down into the glass sphere with great focus and intrigue.

                                            > "Well now.  It would seem that you've known this person a very long time.  Someone you've come to rely on, but have recently forgotten their kindness."

                                            "We don't need his whole life story man.  Just give us a name."

                                            > "Do not rush these things young one.  Finding a name in a pool of thousands is no easy task."

                                            > "As I was saying.  The individual you seek.  Is one who is slightly older and wiser.  Who cares nothing for himself, but everything for the safety of others."

                                            > "AHA!"  He proclaims suddenly.

                                            > "Anon.  Anon is his name.  The only man who will bring you true happiness."

                                            > The room grows deathly silent upon his revelation.  He couldn't be serious, could he?  He was pranking you; because, he wasn't a real psychic like he claimed.

                                            > "A-are you sure."  Sunset speaks up.

                                            > "Positive my dear.  If I were you I would ask him myself.  For all the souls I peered into throughout your existence none of them shined brighter than his."

                                            "Come on sis we're leaving.  This guy's clearly a hack."

                                            > "You wanted to know the truth didn't you?  Now that you do you're running away from it?"  The shopkeeper retorts.

                                            "Listen man.  What you're claiming is impossible.  So you can forget about us paying you."

                                            > "It was never my intention to bring discord into your lives.  You were the ones who sought me out.  Plus, I never stated that your sister's soulmate would love her romantically, or that she would do the same.  I simply found the one who is most compatible with her.  If that's not enough I'll throw in a good luck charm free of charge."


                                            > "Anon calm down, would you?  Let's just pay the guy and leave."

                                            > "So that's why you're so bent out of shape.  You're in love with your sister, and are too scared to admit it."

                                            > Boy this guy just loved to grind your gears.

                                            > You reach into your pocket and pull out your wallet.  Slapping some money on the counter.

                                            "Let's just go home.  Coming here was a bad idea."  You say before walking out the front door.

                                            > "I'm really sorry.  He's usually not like this."

                                            > "Don't let it bother you, sweetie.  Here.  For luck."

                                            > He reaches for a sun-shaped necklace and places it in her hand.

                                            > "He's quite the fortunate fellow to have such a considerate sister like you."

                                            > Sunset pauses for a moment and looks at the glossy charm in her hand.

                                            > "I'm the one who's lucky.  He's the one who brought me here to cheer me up."  Sunset replies.

                                            > "Sounds like now would be the perfect opportunity to return that favor.  Wouldn't you agree?"  The man says.

                                            > Sunset turns to him and smiles.

                                            > "Yeah it is.  Thank you."

                                            > Running out of the store she makes her way back to the beach.

                                            > Sunset wasn't entirely sure what she was going to say to him once she saw Anon, but something was better than nothing.  The last thing she wanted to do was ignore the situation entirely.  Only making your circumstances more distant and awkward.


                                            > Once she reaches the tent she pulls back the curtain, but you were so entrenched in thought that you didn't even notice her.

                                            > "Bro?"

                                            > Your eyes shift to look at her.  Before returning back to the ground.

                                            "You get to pick out a charm?"

                                            > "Yes, well no.  The one he gave me was really cool, so I just took it."

                                            "That's good."

                                            > "Anon is there something you're not telling me?"

                                            "Are you happy?"

                                            > "What?"

                                            "Are you happy?"

                                            > "Yeah, I'm happy.  But what does that have to do with you?"

                                            "That's all that matters then."

                                            > Sunset steps forward and sits in front of you.  Determined to find the answer she was looking for.

                                            > "Listen, about what that guy said.  I was willing to believe everything he told me without question.  But I see now how foolish it was to think that some weirdo with a crystal ball could tell me my future."

                                            "It's not as crazy as you might think."


                                            > Sunset's body stiffens.  Unsure how to respond.

                                            "You wanted to know what's bothering me.  Well, there you go."

                                            > "Bro.  Are you saying what I think you're saying?"

                                            > You simply nod.  Too ashamed to say it again.

                                            > "W-when?  Why me?"

                                            "For all those pathetic reasons I stated before.  I love you."

                                            > You could see your sister's mind racing at a million miles per second.  As the gravity of those words began to slowly sink in.

                                            > "Oh..."

                                            > "Ah..."

                                            > "Okay..."

                                            > "I'm just gonna..."  She tries to say but leaves without finishing.

                                            > You watch her as she walks away.  Completely void of emotion or direction.

                                            > Why did this have to happen.  Of all the ways to find out your feelings, it had to be like that.

                                            > You've put up with so much emotional turmoil today it had left you exhausted.

                                            > Since you didn't know when Sunset was coming back you decide that maybe you would feel better if you took a nap.

                                            > Adjusting your beach chair into a reclining position you sit back, stretch out, and close your eyes.

                                            > Being able to easily mellow out with the constant white noise of ocean waves crashing in the distance.  Allowing you to drift away like the tide.


                                            > "A..."

                                            > You heard a voice, or was it your imagination?

                                            > "An..."

                                            > There was definitely a voice.  Distant and familiar.

                                            > "Anon."

                                            > It was calling for you, but from where?

                                            > "Bro, wake up!"

                                            > You body tenses as you awake with a gasp.

                                            > You had fallen asleep.  Your vision; although still hazy.  Turns in the direction of the voice you heard.  To Sunset.

                                            > "You up?"

                                            "Um, yeah."  You grumble.

                                            "What is it?"

                                            > You rub your eyes, and as your sight begins to focus you see your sister fidget next to you.

                                            > "I'm sorry I left you like that, but I needed some time to clear my head."  She says sheepishly.

                                            > "I wasn't expecting you to give me a straight answer before, but now that I've had some time to think things over."  She leans closer and slowly takes your hand in hers.

                                            > "Will you go out with me?"

                                            > You were either still dreaming, or just have misheard her because it sounded like Sunset just asked you to go out with her.

                                            "I-I'm sorry sis could you run that by me again?"

                                            > "I asked if you want to be my boyfriend?"

                                            > If this was a dream you never wanted to wake up.


                                            "Of course I do, but I'm confused.  You actually like me?"

                                            > "Well, I mean.  You're in love with me, and who better to treat me right than my big bro?"

                                            "But what about mom and dad?"

                                            > "I think it's pretty obvious we can't tell them.  Besides, there's another reason why I want to do this."

                                            > Another reason?

                                            > "Do you remember what I said back on the golf cart? [spoiler] About gaining experience?" [/spoiler]

                                            > You could feel your heart skip a beat as those words left her lips.

                                            "Y-yeah."  You say hesitating to answer.

                                            > She slowly releases her hands from your grasp.  Before placing them squarely on your swimming trunks.

                                            > The soft touch of her fingertips sends electricity through your spine.  Causing you to pant from the sudden surge of hormones.

                                            > She then inches closer to you and whispers softly into your ear.

                                            > "Would you want to help me with that?"

                                            "Of course."  You say with growing thirst.

                                            > Sunset giggles softly.  Before reaching into the gap in your pants and pulling out your growing erection.

                                            > "Wow.  You've got a really nice cock, big bro."

                                            > She begins softly stroking your hard-on while occasionally biting her lower lip.

                                            > You could see the hunger in her eyes growing with every passing second.  Imagining the countless possibilities in front of her.


                                            "Harder."  You demand.

                                            > "Like this?"

                                            > Sunset then takes both of her hands and tightens her grip around your member.

                                            > You groan softly as the pleasure doubles instantly.

                                            > She then begins to feel up your balls.  While simultaneously using her other hand to stroke the tip of your dick.

                                            > You wince slightly each time her fingers rub against the back of your head.  Perhaps, you should suggest some lube.

                                            > Reaching into the bag beside you pull out some sunscreen.

                                            "Here.  Use some of this."

                                            > "Sure.  I'm game."

                                            > She takes a bit in her hands before rubbing them together to provide an even coating.  All the while, keeping her eyes on the prize.

                                            > Once she starts stroking you again you could feel your climax fast approaching.  The wetness of the sunscreen coupled by Sunset's soft hands was indescribable.

                                            "I'm close."  You grunt.

                                            > With that said, she redoubles her efforts and begins jerking you off as fast as she could.

                                            > You buck your hips a few times just as your orgasm explodes forth.  With your semen firing out like a cannon before landing in the sand in front of you.

                                            > Even though you had just came your dick was still diamonds; because you knew that the fun wasn't over yet.


                                            > "I enjoyed that, and by the looks of it, you did too.  Wanna go again?" Sunset asks seductively.

                                            "Not so fast sis."

                                            "It's your turn now."  You whisper into her ear.

                                            > Pushing her down onto the full body towel you had laid out you begin to explore Sunset's bare skin with your hands.

                                            > Starting with her toned, yet supple thighs.  Before teasing both ends of her mid-section.

                                            > Every hair on her body was standing on end.  Waiting, anticipating, begging for your subtle touch.

                                            > You could see it in her expressions as well.  Her eyes were glued to your hands.  Following them as if her life depended on it.  Completely ready for them, and you, to ravish her.

                                            > The tension was killing you as much as it was her.  It felt amazing, but at the same time tortuous.  Having no experience yourself you wanted these moments to last as long as possible.

                                            > That being said, you had never seen a naked woman in real life.  Now was as good a time as any.

                                            > First, you pull the string of Sunset's black bikini bottom.  Revealing a perfectly shaven pink pussy.

                                            > Your sister's face grows redder by the second as you reach for her top next.


                                            > You push aside one string at a time.  Allowing her bra to slowly reveal her beautiful mounds.

                                            > Although, no bigger than b-cups they were as firm as the rest of her body.

                                            "God damn, you're so sexy."  You mutter.

                                            > Sunset doesn't say anything.  Choosing to wiggle her hips as a means of enticing you to go further.

                                            > Far be it from you to give your sister what she wants.  Your fingers trail over her lower lips.  As you do so, you feel a wetness cling to your finger as Sunset flinches at your touch.

                                            > "Bro.  You're driving me crazy.  Stick it in already."

                                            "As you wish."

                                            > You allow one finger to slide into her nethers.  Causing her back to arch, and her muscles to tighten.

                                            > She lets out a soft gasp.  Encouraging you further to play with her naughty bits.

                                            > You decide to trace little circles around her boobs before grasping at them like fresh fruit to be picked.

                                            > You continue to push further in while concurrently placing your mouth upon her stiff nipples.

                                            > Sunset's infrequent pants soon become continuous moans as you become more and more aggressive.

                                            > It wasn't long before you had three fingers teasing her insides while rubbing her clit with your thumb.


                                            > Each time you tease it she nearly screams from pleasure.  Giving you an idea.

                                            > You pull out your index finger and give Sunset's love nub a little pinch.  Causing her mouth to open wide.  Allowing you easy access for your lips and tongue.

                                            > The sudden move catches your sister off guard, but she reciprocates the kiss all the same.

                                            > Sunset's hips quicken their pace considerably shortly after.  Indicating that she was near her breaking point.

                                            > Not wanting to disappoint her you go full-bore until you're certain she's finished.

                                            > A flood of juices begins to rush down your hand immediately after you reach maximum velocity.  As this happens, Sunset howls numerous times into your mouth as she orgasms.

                                            > Shortly thereafter, you gently pull your fingers out and release her tongue from yours.

                                            > As you sit next to her you take a moment to drink-in the sopping hot mess that is your sister.

                                            > "More.  I need more."  She murmurs over and over again.

                                            > It was the most erotic thing you've ever seen.  Your smoking hot sister, laying in a puddle of her own secretions, was begging you for seconds.

                                            > Just as you climb on top of her a familiar ringing can be heard next to you.

                                            > It was your phone, and it was playing the music you had set for when your dad was calling you.

                                            https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-bzWSJG93P8


                                            > As much as you wanted to ignore it the last thing you needed was your parents coming and looking for you.  Especially to see you like this.

                                            > You reach over and press the answer button.

                                            "Hey, dad what's up?"

                                            > "It's getting really late champ.  Your mother and I almost have dinner ready, and you aren't home yet."

                                            > You check the clock on your phone and see that it's almost six.

                                            "Damn.  Sorry, me and Sunset lost track of time.  We'll head back now."

                                            > "Don't keep us waiting we're having crab tonight."

                                            *Click

                                            > "Seriously!?  We were just getting to the good part."  Sunset grumbles.

                                            "I know.  I know.  But do you really want to have to explain 'that' to mom and dad if they come looking for us."

                                            > "No, but you could have at least said 'we'll be home in twenty minutes' or something."

                                            "If you're so miffed about it I'll make it up to you later."

                                            > "I'm going to hold you to that."  She says pointing at you.

                                            > The two of you get dressed and quickly pack your things.  Making the short trek back to your home away from home.

                                            > Once you park the cart you throw your belongings into the storage closet.

                                            > "You two have fun spending the day together?"  Your mom asks from the patio above you.

                                            "Sure did."

                                            > "Uh huh."

                                            > "That's good to hear.  You both can tell me about it over dinner.  We're just setting the plates now."

                                            > A faint uneasiness starts crawling into your stomach as you make your way up the stairs.  Facing your parents after what you just did has you questioning your whole life up until this point.


                                            > If you were serious about this it meant lying to them for the rest of your lives.  Or at least for several more years until you could support yourself.

                                            > You weren't sure if you were ready to keep such a secret.  That's when you feel a small hand touch your shoulder.

                                            > "What's the hold-up?"  Your sister asks.

                                            "Just worried is all."

                                            > "Well, don't.  You're going to make me worry."

                                            > For the roller coaster of a day you had it was pretty ironic that your sister was being more level-headed about this than you were.

                                            > "If they ask, just tell them we went to a magic shop and walked on the beach."

                                            "Right."

                                            > Simple enough.  Nothing too crazy, and it was all true.  You just couldn't go into any details.

                                            > You all gather around the dinner table and begin cracking into the crabs with a wild hunger.

                                            > 25 minutes later...

                                            > A mountain of empty crab legs and shells occupies the center of the table.  Along with a full and content family.

                                            > "So, do anything interesting at the beach today?"  Your father asks.

                                            "We tried, but the rain kind of put a damper on things."

                                            > "Like what?"

                                            > "Anon took me to a cool magic shop."

                                            > "That sounds nice.  Did you get anything?"  Your mom inquires.

                                            > "I got a cool charm shaped like- SHIT!"  She exclaims while reaching for her chest.

                                            > "What's wrong?

                                            > "My pendant.  It's gone.  It must have fallen off when we were packing up to leave."

                                            > "Hm.  The tides going to reach it's apex fairly soon.  Depending on where you set up it may be gone."  Your dad states.


                                            > "I need that charm.  Bro, you're coming with me to help find it."

                                            > "We'll all come.  It will go faster if we all look."  Your mother suggests.

                                            > "That's okay mom.  Only me and Anon know what it looks like.  Besides, it shouldn't take us that long to find it."

                                            > "She's right.  Besides, someone needs to clean up this mess."  Your dad proclaims as he points to the table."

                                            > "I suppose you're right.  Just don't be gone too long.  You both still need to shower before we start our family movie night."

                                            "We promise."

                                            > Excusing yourself from the table you and your sister grab your flip-flops and head out the door.

                                            "I can't believe you lost that thing so easily.  For a piece of jewelry, I would think you'd keep a closer eye on it."

                                            > "You would think wouldn't you."  Sunset says while holding the necklace in question right in front of you.

                                            "Wait?  So what was that all about?"

                                            > "You said you'd make up for what we couldn't do earlier.  Time to make good on that promise."

                                            > All you could do was chuckle.  Apparently, she wanted you just as much as you wanted her.

                                            "Pretty sneaky sis."

                                            > You take the golf cart again and park in the same spot as this morning.  Following your love to wherever she was taking you.

                                            > Sunset calmly walks down the dirt path but stops at the fence just short of the sandbank.  Looking out into the ocean with a combination of excitement and anxiousness.

                                            > As you stand next to her you grasp for her hand, which she accepts wholeheartedly.

                                            "So what now?"  You say as you turn to look at her.

                                            > She giggles with a hint of lust in her voice before turning to look at you with bedroom eyes.  At the same time, you notice her reach with her free hand for the string of her bra.  Pulling it and revealing her beautiful bare chest to you.

                                            > "Now, we swim."


                                            > The both of you strip and place your swimsuits on the picket fence.  Sunset leads the way as you both run towards the open water with no inhibitions.  Even this late in the day the water was still warm and soothing.  Mirky and unclear, but welcoming all the same.

                                            > You reach about stomach high water before Sunset turns around and starts to kiss you.

                                            > You thought she had reached the pinnacle of sexiness before, but she somehow kept climbing higher.

                                            > Being at a public beach skinny dipping as the sunset.  If you had the time and freedom you'd fuck her until you passed out.

                                            > However, knowing your time was limited Sunset reaches beneath the waves and starts furiously beating you off.

                                            > If she wanted to play rough that was fine by you.  You had been holding back for her sake for years.  Now, you had the chance to let it all out.

                                            > You place your hands on Sunset's breasts and squeeze nearly as hard as you can.  She screams, but her voice is drowned out by the sound of crashing waves.

                                            > You continue to grope and fondle your sister's firm tits while she plays with your boy toy.

                                            > "Don't just- umuh play with my boobs big bro."

                                            > Adjusting your angle of attack you start suckling her right teat while massaging the other one.  Leaving your other hand to explore elsewhere.

                                            > She tenses and moans slightly when you reach her honey pot, but her hands don't let go of your cock nor do they slow down.

                                            > The intensity of both your movements only amplified the pleasure between you.  Sunset's vice-like grip only caused you to be more forceful than you already were.  Your breaths were deep and primal while your sister howled in a high pitched roar.

                                            > The noises she made only fueled your testosterone further.  Requiring all of your mental and physical willpower not to blow your load prematurely.


                                            > That being said, you had never played with your dick this hard until today.  In the back of your mind, you knew you were going to be sore, but you honestly didn't care.

                                            > Your body would ache as it did after a good workout.  You'd feel an aching tightness inside you, but it would only motivate you to go harder next time.

                                            > After a few minutes of Sunset's relentless assault on your junk you could feel the mother of all orgasms building.  You could feel it.  Not just in your balls, but all the way up to your stomach and down to your knees.

                                            > Your breathing became so erratic you were beginning to see spots.

                                            > You place one arm on Sunset's shoulder to prop yourself up as you brace yourself for the finisher.

                                            > You jerk and clench as you let out a vicious groan.  Orgasming even harder than you had nearly an hour ago.  It felt like ecstasy times ten.  You lean on her for several seconds.  Taking your time to recover and enjoy the afterglow.  That and your hyperventilating had left you dazed and disoriented.

                                            > You felt five pounds lighter after that.  Convinced you had drained your balls in a single climax.  That wasn't going to stop your sister though.  From double-checking and triple-checking to make sure she had squeezed every last drop from you.

                                            > As you raise your head you begin rubbing your faces together and begin playfully pecking small kisses around each other's cheeks and mouths.

                                            > Both of your faces were flush from the intense rush of blood and hormones.  Feeling the burning heat radiate off of each other only stimulated your arousals.


                                            > This whole time Sunset never once stopped pumping your shaft.  Afraid if you got soft it would take too long to recover, but she didn't have to worry about that.  You had every intention of seeing this through to the end.

                                            > Grabbing her hips you turn her around and pull her close.  Allowing your rod to slide between her legs as it softly rubbed against her love tunnel.

                                            "Is this what you want?"  You whisper into her ear.

                                            > "Yes.  Fuck me.  Do it until I have your babies."

                                            > Damn your sister knew how to talk dirty.

                                            > Every fiber of your being wanted to plow her into the ground, but being that it was her first time you knew you had to be careful.

                                            > Tightening your grip on her waist you slowly raise Sunset out of the water and slide the tip of your dick into her entrance.  However, Sunset's hips abruptly drop down on you causing your entire length to slip into her all at once.  You pull out, but Sunset grabs your cock and slams her butt back down onto you.

                                            "What happened to your hymen?"  You ask puzzled.

                                            > "I broke it myself.  Didn't want the first guy I slept with to think less of me for being a virgin."

                                            > It was amazing how far your sister went to make herself seem cool, but thanks to her insecurity you could do whatever you wanted to her.

                                            > She leans back and wraps her right arm around your neck while keeping her head level with yours.  Allowing her to lift and lower herself onto you as fast as she wanted, and easy access for you to play with whatever part of her you wanted.


                                            > The first few thrusts were magical.  As your sister jumped your bones her head reeled back over your shoulder and let out her most carnal moans yet right into your ear.

                                            > On top of that, the softness of her pussy wrapping around you and milking your dick for all it's worth was perfection.

                                            > Sunset seemed to be enjoying it too.  As the pace of both your hips only went up as the pleasure mounted with it.

                                            > If you died now.  You could say you lived with no regrets.  The one thing you treasured more than your own life was now your lover, and nothing could take that away from you.

                                            "I love you Sunny.  I will always love you."

                                            > "Bro!  I love you too."

                                            > She musters her quickly depleting strength into moving her lips and yours closer together.  When they finally meet you swore you could hear angels sing.

                                            > Finding it difficult to maintain this position you give your sister a twirl.  Before locking lips again.  Allowing her to bear hug your midsection for support.

                                            > You help hold her up by placing each of your hands on her smooth and toned rear.  Giving you a perfect leverage point to thrust as deep and as hard as you want into her.

                                            > Although those parts of your body were underwater, limiting the speed you could bump and grind at, it didn't hinder your enjoyment of the experience in the slightest.

                                            > As Sunset pushed against your hardness she rubbed her chest into yours.  Causing her sensitive erect nipples to dig into you.  Making her shutter and tingle as she bobbed up and down.

                                            > To avoid this she adjusts herself by leaning back and wrapping her arms around your neck.  Giving you the perfect view of her naked body.


                                            > "Anon, I'm cumming."  Sunset squeaks.

                                            > You weren't quite there yourself, but the least you could do was satisfy your beloved sister.

                                            > She hugs you.  Humping you as fast as she could for one last surge.  You honor her intentions and go max force as well.

                                            > With that, Sunset's body finally reaches the tipping point and cums hard onto your dick.  The face she made upon reaching the end was one that had ascended past pure bliss.

                                            > As your sister's movements gradually die down you continue to pound her past her climax to boost her afterglow and to reach your own orgasm.

                                            > "B-bro, s-stop.  I-I c-can't."

                                            > Afraid she might faint you pull out and hold her steady so she could catch her breath.

                                            > "D-didn't you cum?"

                                            "Sorry, sis.  That first shot kept me back longer than I expected."

                                            > She looks disappointed, but perks up not a second later.

                                            > "Let's head to the shore I want to do something."

                                            > She takes your hand and has you lay down on the sand just beyond the ocean's wake.

                                            > You were way past the point of caring if people saw you at this point.  Right now, the only people who existed were you and Sunset.

                                            > As you lay there Sunset slowly crawls towards you until she is eye level with your cock.

                                            > "You've always done right by me big bro.  It's time I returned the favor."

                                            > She grabs a hold of your shaft and slowly traces up the length of your shaft with her tongue.  Giving you a few light pumps as she moves down to your balls.

                                            > You watch her with bated breath as she looks back at you with those 'I love sucking your dick' eyes.


                                            > Next, she starts licking the underside of your cock like it was an ice cream cone.  Clearly enjoying the best ice cream of her life.  Wanting nothing more than to get to that creamy center.

                                            > Deciding to get a little bolder she starts sucking the head.  Slurping up any precum as it surfaced.

                                            > You wanted nothing more than to grab the back of her head and force her to take the whole thing over and over again, but you resisted.  For good things come to those who wait.

                                            > Sure enough, Sunset slowly started sucking you off.  At first, she only went down a quarter way.  Taking her time she reaches the halfway point with still no gag reflex.  She must have been practicing for this too.

                                            > Finally, she reaches the base and holds in there.  Bobbing her head ever so slightly back and forth.  When she comes up for air a single strand of saliva was connected from her mouth to the tip of your dick.

                                            > As she looked at you at that moment she wore the most satisfied shit-eating grin imaginable.

                                            > "You like that?"

                                            > You nod contently.

                                            > "Good.  I'm glad I can satisfy my big bro."

                                            > As she presses on she experiments with various speeds and depths using both her hand and mouth.

                                            > Ultimately, she finds the steady long suck of your whole shaft to be her favorite, and to be honest, it was yours too.

                                            > Having found a pace she's comfortable with she casually uses her right hand to fondle your balls.


                                            > You could sit here and do this all day, but you didn't have the time and your climax was fast approaching.

                                            "Get ready Sunny."

                                            > Saying that flipped a switch in her as she begins frantically taking your cock as fast as she could.

                                            > As she raced to your finish the slurping and sucking noises became more audible to you.  Only now noticing how much they turned you on.

                                            > Your muscles tighten.  Your breathing becomes urgent.  You try to hold off as long as you can, but at last, you cum into your sister's mouth.  Not once, but several times.

                                            > Sunset doesn't flinch though.  Working back to her preferred speed she soldiers on well past her goal.  Swallowing all of your spunk, and going a full minute before deciding she's had enough.

                                            "Wow."  Is all you can say.

                                            > "I think I could get addicted to this."

                                            > So could you.

                                            > Sunset snakes her way up to and gives you a smooch on the lips.

                                            > "We better get going.  Don't want mom and dad to get suspicious."

                                            > Before she has time to move you place a hand on her arm.

                                            "Just five more minutes.  Let's enjoy the sunset together."

                                            > Finding no harm in it she lays back down.

                                            > And there you both sat.  With content and peace of mind.  Knowing that whatever the future may bring you had each other forever.


                                            THE END