It's been four long years since you've been here, and you realize as you look out the bus window not a lot has changed. The stores and restaurants are all in their familiar places, a few buildings have been repainted, and the cars even look like they haven't been replaced at all. You smile to yourself as the vehicle pulls in to the bus stop and you grab your bags. Your family doesn't know you're coming home today; the last you told them was 'soon.'
You happen to notice a calendar next to the driver as you leave. Today is Leah's birthday. She's the older of your two younger sisters; she's twenty-one today. The younger of the two, Allie, is now eighteen, you reflect as the sun hits you in the face. It's a great day, so you heft your bags and walk home.
Three and a half miles later, you can see your parents' car in the driveway, next to an older red coupe you've never seen before. Dad is busy washing the new car and doesn't see you walk up. Given your playful history with him, you do the only logical thing and dump the bucket of soapy water on his head, dousing his cigarette and getting a foul-mouthed earful. You drop the bucket over his eyes as he starts to turn around.
"Allie, for the last damn time, I'm not giving you a key to your sister's car!" He pulls of the bucket and his eyes go wide. "!" He wraps you in a bear hug for several long moments before yelling into the house, "Beth! Leah! Allie! Get out here! Hurry!"
Within moments, it's all a huge family reunion as your family takes turns hugging you and welcoming you home. Leah and Allie have filled out quite well in the past four years: Leah finally has breasts (you'd always teased her about being flat-chested up until you left for Basic), and Allie looks like she finally redistributed her baby fat into perfect curves. Both the girls have the same long brown hair as their mother; you share your father's black locks.
"Wish you'd told us sooner you were coming," Leah tells you later. "I really want to stay, but the girls want to take me out for my birthday." You don't even have to ask to know she's talking about the same four friends she's had since third grade. "I wanted to take Allie with us, but they're taking me on a bar crawl."
"Yeah, yeah," Allie retorts. "Just remember that in three years, alright? And make sure the strippers are hot." She gets a stern look from your mother, but everyone laughs just the same.
"It's fine," you tell your sister. "I hope everyone doesn't mind, but I want to see about getting back in touch with some of my friends here, maybe hit a bar or two myself tonight."
A car horn blasts outside. Leah leaves after giving you another hug and a kiss on the cheek. "Just don't be hung over tomorrow. You gotta tell me all about where you've been."
"Same to you, Sis," you tell her. Allie rolls her eyes.
Later that evening, you head off. You've been away for a long time, and aside from a couple encounters with some foreign prostitutes, you haven't gotten laid pretty much at all during your time in the Army. It's way past time to get your dick wet. |