Millie stood there, unable to take her eyes away from her sister. The officers took off her handcuffs and left her on the other side, alone and without restraint. A few personal belongings were handed back to her, Millie noticed they included a lighter and Maxs old leather wallet.

In a few shuffled steps Max was in front of Millie, her look challenging. Asking her sister to let it all out, give her the talking to she so desperately deserved. But Millie was speechless, her sister was a shadow of her former self. Her grubby, torn clothes looked as if they had been lived in longer than Millie would care to guess. Her hair fell lank and dirty around her face, the face which was always set in a frown, a dark look haunting her eyes and telling a tale far beyond her years.

Millie sucked in some air and felt the pressure from her shoulders as her muscles tensed and ached at such an awkward moment.

You gonna say anything or just stand there like an idiot? Max said, her voice deep and gravely, showing her lack of sleep and rest.

Max, so nice to see you again. Millie said between clenched teeth.

Yeah like wise, so you gonna strap me up in a straight jacket and send me back to the funny farm?

Millie followed Max out of the station closely, just incase she felt the need to bolt. A tendency which Millie doubted she had grown out of. However instead of taking a run for it Max pulled a cigarette out fo her pocket and lit it up, immersing herself in a cloud of white smoke.

Still haven’t given up then?

Max shot Millie a look which could’ve made a small child burst into tears and run away screaming. A look which brought back a flood of memories, Millie had to admit she would prefer it if Max was back in the safety of professionals but she had missed her little sister.

So, your girlfriend left you yet? Max asked, her tone light and airy as if she were commenting about the weather.

Millie shot her sister the same look she received just moments ago, she wasn’t sure but Millie could’ve sworn she caught a glimmer of a smile from the brooding brunettes permanent, gloomy scowl. Of course it was gone in a heart beat, things like that didn’t last for too long, just incase anyone noticed.

Why did you run away Max?

Millie preferred they kept the conversation away from Trixie, the less Max knew about the love of her life, the less likely it was she would try and sabotage their relationship. Millie knew if Max was still up to her same tricks then she would first try and seduce Trixie, using very sordid and indiscreet scheme she could possibly come up with. Then if plan one failed she would set Trixie up, twist the truth and turn Millies own trust for her girlfriend against her. Millie knew all of Maxs tricks off by heart, unfortunately she had to learn from her mistakes, the major one being to trust Max.

The delinquent youth shoved her hands deep into her pockets in answer to Millies question. Her gaze travelling around the street, as if she expected to see someone familiar. Millie shook her head at Maxs selective hearing and led the way to her car.

The sisters got into the black sports car in silence, the atmosphere thick with wordless questions which both were begging to to ask.

So when can I get my old car back? Max asked, staring out of the window as the world passed by in a flicker of colour and light.

I sold it when you left and anyway you cant drive without a license. Millie replied, finding the question humorous and amazingly pointless from Maxs point of view.

You shouldn’t have sold that, you know how much I loved that car.

Well you should have taken more care whilst driving it and not nearly killed yourself and another person whilst high on coke.

Silence filled the car once again, Max folded her arms across her chest in protest of such an unfair world, in her eyes. It still surprised Millie how Max could be ingenious in her ways of getting herself into trouble but completely useless when it came to facing reality, and accepting the consequences of her actions. She guessed it was the girls immaturity and her innate inability to tell right from wrong. Or knowing what’s right and wrong, but just not caring.

Im going to call the centre when I get in and arrange for them to take you back as soon as possible.

What? No you wont! I am not going back to that ***** prison! Its so boring, Im not allowed to do anything even remotely interesting! Max responded passionately, springing forward in her seat to make her point even more clear.

Yes well that’s the point, the things which you find fun and interesting are exactly why you were put there in the first place.

Millie pulled into the drive, her heart skipping a beat at the thought of seeing Trixie’s face and hearing her ***** voice entered her troubled mind. Even if she was just shouting and screaming about Max, Millie simply had to see her.

Ill just ***** off right now if youre going to ring that place.

Millie glanced at Max, seeing the familiar stubborn streak flash through her eyes as the brunettes jaw tensed and she increased her frown.

Im not letting you on the streets, Ill have the cops on the phone in half an hour. Millie said, chuckling to herself at the complete lack of hilarity of the situation.

Well then looks like you have no choice then sis.

Millie pulled the car to a stop and turned to Max, a serious expression across her beautiful features.

Max you can stay here for a bit, but you are not allowed in the house until you are clean. That means no drugs of any kind, no parties, no nothing. I have a life now and if you even try to ruin it in anyway I will send you back to the centre in a heart beat.

Max nodded, looking out the window the whole time, her head bobbing along as if she had an imaginary beat in her head.

Max, I mean it, one mistake and youre out.

Max turned to Millie and shrugged.

Yeah what ever, lecture over now?

Millie sighed and got out the car, waiting for Max to take her time and join her.

Not in the house. Millie repeated sternly, having to resort to talking to Max like a little kid, which was exactly how she was acting.

As Millie turned her back on her sister she knew the girl was pulling faces and mimicking her previous words.

Millie shot around, catching Max mid miming sentence.

The guest house Max, Ill bring you some dinner and you can stay in tonight until I decide what Im gonna do with you. Millie said, standing by the front door as she watched Max skulk off round the back to the guest house. Millie didn’t think for a second her sister would stay put, but she had to start somewhere.

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As soon as I heard the front door open I jumped up from my position on the floor. I had been so immersed in my own world that time had completely passed me by, quite literally. Off in my land of day dreams I had managed to get myself insatiably horny, replacing my earlier disconcerted mood and igniting a fire which only Millie could extinguish.

I rushed to the door, seeing the object of my desire putting her keys on the table and look up in that moment to meet my eyes.

I had a tendency to wear my heart on my sleeve, not that I needed to around Millie. One look and she always knew precisely what kind of mood I was in, and the look in my eye at that moment was unmistakable.

Trix. she breathed, the word barely even exiting her sumptuous mouth as I closed the distance between us in two very direct strides.

I slipped my hand round the back of her neck and brought our lips together in a crushing kiss. The low, animalistic groan which sounded in Millies throat only helped to further my arousal. Without much thought I back Millie up against the closest wall, needing something strong and supportive to plant my lover against immediately. I never lost contact with her lips and lost myself in the welcoming warmth of her mouth. Finding the erotic dance of our tongues and the feel of her soft lips teasing mine so enthralling I could’ve remained there forever. I would’ve of course if my entire body wasn’t throbbing with desire, and knowing her own delicious body was so temptingly pressed up against my own was definitely the factor which tipped my scales.

Baby, wait. I heard Millie gasp as I released my hold on her lips and trailed my demanding mouth down her plenary chin to the delectable skin of her neck.

No time, to wait. I muttered, biting her flesh gently and tugging on it to elicit a gasp from my beautiful brunette.

As Millies head leant back to provide me better access and her breathing became ragged and heavy, I felt the familiar urge to touch every inch of her delicious body. My hands which had lain idle against the small of her back slipped under her top and ran up and down the length of her spine. The warmth of her body radiated into mine as I sent her internal heating system through the roof.

My hot, passionate kisses moved slowly to the skin of Millies collar bone. My tongue leaving a steamy trail as it went, discovering the taste, sense and smell of its favourite treat. Millies hands entangled in my hair as her body was engorged by mine, I could feel the wonderful shivers run through her slender frame as I exacted my own personal, perfected torture.

My heated touch was becoming ever more incessant, wanting to feel Millies body inch by inch but without the patience to wait. As always I found a way to compromise with my own persistence to have everything at once, I did after all have two hands at my disposal. Leaving the left to support and enjoy Millies flawless back, the other hand skimmed round her toned tummy to caress the responsive skin of her middle.

Trix. Millie let out a groan containing my name. Baby, hang on. she continued, desperately trying to find the air to complete a full sentence.

I straightened up from my oral exploration of Millies neck, meeting her sultry eyes directly, the depth of her passion faltering me slightly. I swallowed, feeling ever ounce of desire rush around my body and settle between my legs where it slowly burned away my resolve.

Whats wrong? I asked, eyeing up her pink lips and licking my own on reflex.

Millies eyes also became distracted and I couldn’t help but run my fingers up her tummy to her pair of perfect *****, unfairly restricted by the restraints of her black lace bra.

Nothing baby you just seem a little unsatiable. she breathed, her gaze falling to the indentations of my hand under her top.

Yeah, I’ve been thinking about you. I replied, lowering my mouth to kiss the skin peeking out from under the unbuttoned opening of her shirt.

Trix we need to talk.

I followed the path I had taken down to the join of the buttons, Millies perfume filled my senses and dampened my taste buds even more. The throbbing of her pulse beneath my lips set out a steady rhythm which skipped every now and then as my fingers found all her sensitive spots.

With a combination of my teeth and tongue I managed to undo the buttons of her shirt one be one. Each popping open as I refined my technique to finally accomplish the finished result. I heard soft giggles escape Millies mouth and glanced up to see the warmth of her love for me exuding from her deep brown eyes.

Well done baby, you have quite a skill there.

I smiled back, putting my immediate desire on hold to appreciate and reflect the look Millie bestowed upon me.

I love you. I said, my right hand reaching up to stroke her soft cheek.

Millie shifted beneath my touch and kissed my hand, her own cupping my face and bringing my lips to hers. As our touch infused in a delicate union of tentative taste a distant noise interrupted my rainbow of thoughts.

Millie broke away, her expression changed instantly.

What? What was that? I asked, worried by her sudden change in mood.

A soft sigh raised Millies chest as she glanced over to the kitchen.

Millie, what is it?

Dread formed in my chest, pushing away my arousal as it was gradually ebbed out of my system.

Baby Ill be right back ok?

I stepped back, giving just enough room for her to slip by. I couldn’t help but be slightly put off by her lack of information and distant composure to my questioning. I knew it was Max, somewhere in the deep recesses of my mind I had already accepted the fact that the sordid sister would be returning. It hadn’t exactly been a thought I wanted to entertain or accept but one which had resided amongst all the pent up lust in my system.

I watched Millie disappear into the kitchen and tried to listen in to the hushed voices which proceeded, but a vibration from my pocket interrupted. I pulled my phone out without looking at it and answered, bringing the small gadget to my ear absently.

Hello.

Oh I am glad I caught you at a time you weren’t shagging, what are you two bloody rabbits!

Lizzies voice instantly distracted me from the Max and Millie drama and a huge grin spread across my face.

It may shock you to know that you just seem to ring at really inappropriate occasions Lizzie.

Ok what ever, I know what you two are like.

I giggled, imagining the expression on her face.

What’s up then mate?

Oh yeah, you and Millie are coming out tonight and we are going to get absolutely steaming.

Is that a question or a command?

A command of course, so Ill see you two ***** ladies around eight.

Ill ask Millie. I said, knowing Lizzie had already made her mind up that tonight was planned and definitely going ahead.

Ok my little ***** Ill see you then!

Yeah thanks Lizzie, Ill call you.

The phone went dead and I put it back in my pocket, my previous doubting mood replaced by Lizzies cheery demeanour. Taking a deep breath I decided to find out what family feuds were going on in the kitchen.