Despite the fact that she had seen her sister naked at scattered parts of her life, for some reason Mika now felt more aware of how... She didn't know what to call it. Lovely? Cute?<em>Sexy?</em>Yes, sexy. How sexy her sister looked like in her adorable panties. Mika could feel herself turning her eyes away so that she wouldn't stare (that would be just weird, wouldn't it?...) but she couldn't get the image out of her mind.<br/>"So, sis," Mika said in a loud voice, trying her best not to show her embarrassment, "Don't forget to pack what you want to bring, okay?... I love you." Then, with a blush, she shuffled into the kitchen and nauseously set out three bowls and some cereal. In her mind, Mika just couldn't help but agonize over the cleanliness of the house. She didn't want the girl who would be coming there to think that the three of them lived in a pigsty. So instead of sitting dormant (Mika hated to sit still) she went into her sister's room and made her bed. Then, despite the fact that she wanted to continue cleaning further, Mika resisted the urge. Instead she set down a small bag for Sarah to fill, then went to her own room and did a once-over to make sure she had packed everything she wanted to bring. She had already packed her risque maid outfit. Then, rustling through the bag that she had packed the day before, Mika listed off everything she had inside of it. Some scented soap, a tooth brush and some toothpaste, an adjustable dog collar and leash, a plug-in body massager, a digital camera, a phone, and, courtesy of her friend Theresa (who had a strange sense of humor), a black strap-on. Since she could think of nothing else, and she was feeling nauseatingly antsy, Mika went back to the kitchen and obsessively set and arranged the spoons, placemats, bowls, glasses, and napkins on the table.