Chapter 7 - Rarissa

THERE ARE A FEW YEARS DIFFERENT in ages between me and my sister Rarissa, but despite that, my relationship with her had always been pretty friendly inside the house. I remember that from the first moment I saw her, still in my mother's arms, newborn, after leaving the hospital, I already felt that I loved that little thing and that I would do everything to keep her always safe and protected. , which I honor to this day.

Until I was fourteen, I was the chubby kid who was always making fun of all the other kids at school and in the neighborhood, but Rarissa was always by my side, making sure I didn't get sad because of the teasing I regularly suffered. . Even as a little girl, she understood very well the fraternal ties that united us and how important it was that we protect each other.

Rarissa had few friends on the street where we lived and since I was quite withdrawn because of my overweight and fear of rejection from other children, it was quite common for me to stay at home and take care of her while our parents worked. We lived close to each other. To keep her entertained, I taught her the rules of board games, we watched her favorite Disney movies and listened to music at a very loud volume, which alarmed the neighbors.

After we grew up, as we were already used to having each other's presence close by, I continued to share with Rarissa everything good that happened to me and she was one of the first people to see up close the building where, in the future, I would open the Vecchio Tour. The girl was also with me on the day of the agency's debut and I made a point of introducing her to my two girlfriends, never failing to ask her opinion about them.

"What do you think of Shanaya, Rari?"

She made a face and spoke, using all her sincerity:

“I thought she was a little nauseous, but at least she's pretty. It suits you!

Rarissa had developed greater sympathy for Cibele and it wasn't long before the two were around the house "knitting" like old childhood friends. They had a very similar tune, they had the same energy, they were equally relaxed and outgoing, so it was very sad to have to tell my sister about the end of my relationship with the girl with the colored hair. Despite her sadness, she tried to lift me up.

“You're handsome, you're smart, and you're going to be rich with your agency soon. Someday, the great love of your life will show up and I'm sure I'll love meeting her too!

Because of our closeness, one day, after three meetings in our community, I decided to tell Rarissa in a non-committal way all about the biannual rave on “Paradise Island” and the girl was in an uproar. Despite that being one of the great ventures of the Vecchio Tour and the package to Itajubá Island selling very well, not many people in my circle of acquaintances — besides those who worked with me — knew about the naturist beach. However, I had complete trust in my sister and wanted her to know.

"A nude beach?" When will I be able to meet?

Rarissa had grown into a beautiful brunette with sun-kissed skin and curly brown hair. He had inherited all of our father Julio's swarthy complexion and the two bore a resemblance to each other. Already in her teens, she had a fantastic body and when she was old enough to understand how beautiful she was, she began to charm the grown men wherever she paraded with her beauty, drawing all the attention.

Although she was hesitant at first to imagine herself naked in front of several unknown people, Rarissa took my invitation to visit the island for the first time seriously and some time later, she was already planning the trip she would take with me to the coast, encouraging some of her schoolmates to accompany her.

"Are you sure we can go, bro?" Won't it be a problem?

She was afraid that our mother would forbid her if she knew the real nature of that meeting by the sea, precisely because of this, Dona Laura never found out that I made excursions to our father's paradise island and that there, my agency and I promoted the free love.

"I'm so excited!" — Said Rarissa, on the eve of the first naturist meeting. She had been a lot more excited about the outing than I'd realized.

On that same trip, Celso took two cousins who were our age with him and Wagner arrived with three of our school friends. My sister was initiated into the naturist community through the ritual created by Nalanda and Celso himself wanted to be the “Neptune” who would baptize her in the waters of the sea.

Rarissa arrived shyly with the two friends who had accompanied her to the island, but by the time the rave music started blasting through the giant speakers we'd arranged—sometime after her christening—she quickly loosened up and even forgot that I was in a natural environment, surrounded by tropical beauty and surrounded by many naked people. The youngest of the Vecchios was not one to be begged and when she felt comfortable with something, she tried to take advantage of it. In that regard, we were very similar.

Between dancing on the sand on the beach, drinks and accommodation in the dozens of tents that we set up even before our guests arrived on the island, space was short, so the most personal contacts did not take long to happen between visitors. . There, as we would like to make clear initially, there was no censorship or any kind of prohibition and it was this part of the rules that made people who knew the island for the first time enthusiastic. My sister had been quite excited by that climate of wild eroticism and it was there, inside one of the tents, that she decided to lose her virginity to a boy she met during the rave. She had disappeared from sight for a while at the musical party, but I didn't find out about her first sexual relationship until some time later, when we were back in São Paulo.

"Was it something you liked?"

I asked at the time, to which she nodded happily.

“Then that's what matters. That wasn't the purpose of the trip, but since it happened and you liked it, I can only be happy.

After her sexual initiation on the island, Rarissa began to behave even more energetically at home and even our mother noticed that the girl was quite agitated. In her early teens, due to the natural pressures caused by studying and also by hormonal changes, she had faced severe anxiety attacks and had to undergo treatment with medical supervision for some time. That had worried me a lot, but as long as she took her meds regularly, she could lead a perfectly normal life.