**Note:** This is original content of mine, created by drawing from a short story I’m writing and the universe it’s set in. I will be updating this every few days as I write more for the story.
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The sisters entered the shower together. It was a custom that they had held over since the first day they had met, and today, even as they both grew older, it continued on.
Anya turned on the hot water; the jet bathed both her and Zhyithe in its’ moist heat.
“Could you do me first?” Zhyithe asked, stepping past her sister toward the wall. Her hands pressed against it as she spread her legs wide, her pussy visible to her sister. But Anya paid no mind to it. She nodded, reached for the bath sponge and the soap, brought them together; and then she lathered down her little sister until every inch of her backside, from her curly, dark blonde locks to her toes, was covered in suds save her vulva.
Anya had cleaned it last before now; now she was to do so again. Her eyebrows furrowed in confusion. Jitha was being unusually silent today; normally she talked at these times.