Incest/Taboo I'll Show You Mine If...

I had gone outside and mowed the front and back lawn trying to keep myself busy. But the entire time, I replayed her words over and over inside my head. Kris had made it clear to me that she couldn't, or wouldn't rather...continue on with a one on one situation between us. To some extent, I understood her reasoning. But the truth of the matter was for me at least, I had already come to accept that I had much deeper feelings towards her than I perhaps should have.

By the time I had finished, I was no closer to a decision nor an understanding of what I was going to do by the time seven o'clock rolled around. She'd stated that she had gone to discuss all of this with Susan and Michelle. And though Michelle had made it clear enough that she was more than interested in messing around with my being there, I wasn't as sure that Susan would be. I sat pondering over the very real possibility that I could find myself enjoying three very beautiful women together, one of which was my own stepsister Kris. And now according to what she'd given me to know, it would be the only way I would ever be able to enjoy being with her again too.

It was a very strange, very odd position that I now found myself in. To anyone else, at least the guys I knew and hung out with, they'd have jumped at the chance at something like this. I was considering it merely because it was the only way I'd ever be with Kris again. And even then, I still wasn't at all sure as to what that might include, or not include.

It was just after six when I headed back upstairs to shower. Mom and dad had just left for the evening for dinner and cards with their friends. They'd left word they'd be out late as they usually were, letting me know that Kris, Michelle and Susan, along with myself would have the entire place to ourselves. Even as I showered I knew they'd be arriving anytime now, and my appearance downstairs in Kris's room would signify my acceptance of her terms and reasoning. I knew as I toweled myself dry, that if I did indeed go down to her room, it meant I'd accepted those terms and had agreed to them. Whatever happened then between all three of us, would mean there was no going back. If I didn't join them, then Kris would likewise accept my decision, and that meant there would never again be any possibility of ever doing anything with her again either.

I sat on the bed looking at the clock on my dresser. It was 6:55; I'd heard the girls arrive well over ten minutes ago. They're normal laughter, joking about, and the familiar sounds I had always heard when they'd come over before were the same as they'd always been. Why I thought it would be any different, for whatever reason, annoyed me. In a silly way, I felt like they should have been more subdued on their arrival or something. At least that Kris would have been perhaps if not the other two girls. But her laughter, her frivolity had sounded the loudest of them all as they eventually took their banter downstairs with them. Only after that, did the house once again become quiet.

I sat watching the minute hand slowly creeping towards seven. Rather than aroused, excited, anxious yes...I felt more like a condemned man on death row instead. If I stayed, I was throwing away any chance I had of seeing, and enjoying any form of pleasure with Kris again. If I went, I would have that and more...but I would also never have, enjoy, or ever hope to further the intimate closeness I thought Kris and I had been well on the way to having together.

"Fuck!" I said standing up. It was a minute past seven now. Having felt the gradual almost unwanted arousal growing between my legs, I knew then that my decision had been made. I took one last look in the mirror at myself as I opened the door and headed downstairs towards Kris's bedroom. The eyes I saw looking back at me when I did were no longer my own.

The only thing I had worn was a pair of cutoff jeans and nothing else. I had no idea what to expect really as I stood there outside her door, but I figured whatever it was, whatever happened now, I wasn't going to waste time with any more preliminaries either. If this was how it was going to be between us, then I was prepared now to submerse myself into it fully and completely. Even as I prepared to knock on her door, I listened momentarily, no sounds coming through that indicated what was taking place on the other side of that door. The fact I couldn't hear much of anything spoke volumes. I'd have expected to hear the continued sounds of laughter, their talking, and their normal, typical female silliness as I saw it happening inside. There was none of that.

I knocked. One tap, and then two quick ones.

Long ago Kris and I had agreed upon a signal alerting each of us as to who was outside the door. Though there wasn't any real concern about mom and dad coming back for any reason, especially as they'd left well over an hour ago now, I still knocked the way I always had, letting her know in an instant I was there. The door opened. Kris stood, beautifully and wonderfully naked, surprising me to some extent as I hadn't really expected to find her, nor the other two girls so surprisingly displayed. But displayed they were, especially as I stepped in, Kris now closing and locking the door behind me as I did so.

One of the reasons things had been so quiet, at least to some extent anyway, was the fact that Susan lay on the bed, Michelle comfortably positioned between her legs. She looked back towards me briefly as I entered, as had Susan. Both wonderfully naked, Susan at the moment consumed by whatever magic it was that Michelle's lips and tongue was performing on her wet succulent pussy. The very sounds of which I could now easily hear as I stood there. I wondered briefly what role that Kris might have been playing before my arrival, which she then answered to some extent as she stepped back towards the bed, climbing on, and then moving back to where I imagined she had been before coming in.

"Help yourself," she told me, leaning over to again capture one of Susan's sweet pink-tipped breasts between her lips, gently sucking on her hard puckered nipple. I don't even remember doing it, but I unbuttoned, and then unzipped my jeans, feeling them fall down around my ankles as I walked towards the bed stepping out of them. In seconds, I had joined them, reaching out to capture one of Susan's magnificent breasts within my hands, likewise now licking, and flicking it with my tongue just as Kris was doing.

"We're all glad you came," Michelle said pausing briefly as she looked up towards me, just her eyes revealed as her mouth remained hidden, still hungrily devouring the succulent sounding garden of her friend even as she spoke to me.

My initial reluctance at coming downstairs to Kris's bedroom had evaporated like dry ice on hot asphalt. The pure sensuality of participating to the degree I now was, had planted the seeds of acceptance, cultivating the bloom of reasoning as it began to sprout within my mind and soul, just as my cock stiffened, sprouting in its own natural normal way as I sat there sucking one of Susan's tits. With my free hand, I reached over, cupping one of Kris's breasts as well, hearing her pleasured sigh, the smile that now appeared on her face as I did so. The worry and concern I had seen upon entering, now gone. For the moment at least, I was content with that as I playfully fondled Kris's hard extended nipple between my fingers, my lips once again tickling and teasing one of Susan's. Susan moaned and sighed pleasurably beneath us as Michelle continued on, happily and excitedly lapping away at her friend's sweet naked cunt.

How long she'd been actually doing this I had no idea, but perhaps my mere presence, finally joining them had heightened her arousal to the level that orgasm for her seemed imminent. Susan suddenly sat up, her eyes opening wide, and then just as quickly closing. The deep-throated cry of release, followed by her back suddenly arching, thrusting her hips, her pelvis wantonly against Michelle's face. Kris and I turned looking at one another, seeing Susan climaxing somehow reminded us both of the exquisite joy we'd both given and shared with one another previously. Even as she let go of Susan's breast, now reaching over, her hand wrapping itself around my hard stiff cock, I could only wonder just how far she was willing to go here with me, what she would allow herself to do, or me to do, especially with a captured audience watching us when we did.

"Fuck that was nice!" Susan said finally coming out of her revelry. "That almost...and I said almost, has me reconsidering my gender choices," she laughed as Michelle finally rose up coming over to give her a kiss, sharing the taste of her own pussy with her as she did so.

"So...who's next?" Michelle sat grinning at Kris and I.

I don't know what they'd discussed, talked about, or had decided upon, but I wasn't about to sit there and wait to find out either. I had already made up my mind as to what I wanted to do, whether Michelle and Susan where there or not. Before Kris even realized my intentions, I moved over towards her, pushing her back onto the bed. She looked up towards me in surprise, began to speak, which at first sounded a little like a worried protest, but I quickly kept her from doing so by kissing her deeply. I think that act itself both startled as well as surprised the two girls. I heard Michelle gasp, just as Susan giggled at the sudden unexpected sight of me now lying on top of Kris, kissing her passionately and thoroughly. At first Kris struggled against it, as though trying to decide if this was part of what she wanted to do, but then she gave in to it, kissing me back just as passionately as I was kissing her.

"I wonder if he eats pussy as well as he obviously knows how to kiss?" Michelle said curiously, breaking the mood and the moment to some extent. Only then did I feel Kris's hands release themselves from around my neck, onto my chest, finally pushing me off and away from her.

"I guess, she's about to find out," I said simply, and once again moved before anyone really knew what I was about to do. Once again Kris moved as though she might actually roll off the bed, but I seized her legs long before she could do that, settling in between them, one hand on each thigh, spreading her apart as though fighting with her over the wishbone of the turkey like we'd done in the past. I felt her begin to fight me, a vain attempt at dislodging me, her legs trying to come together, but I held her even more firmly, far stronger as I splayed her apart obscenely, decadently, holding her in place.

"No!" I said looking at her directly. "You and I both know what you said, what you meant...and if this is the only way that I can hope to know this, to share this with you, the way you've done for me, then so be it!"

Whatever hesitation she might have had, whatever emotions she might have been struggling with, simply melted away in that moment. I now lowered myself comfortably between Kris's legs, which now remained parted, even spreading a little as I settled myself in. I closed my eyes, wanting to focus that first initial touch of my tongue to her most feminine of places. She was slick, already very much so, her arousal evident as I ran my tongue up her groove, the headiness of her aroma assailing my senses as I did so. But it was the sound of her delighted cry, her voice catching, her breath suddenly lost as my tongue slowly worked its way up her delicious center. I stopped briefly at her clit, her precious little pea sitting there expectantly waiting as I consumed it, lapping at it tenderly before continuing the journey back down, once again savoring the sweetness of her now very abundant fluids as they began leaking out of her in wanton need and desire.

"Holy shit!" Susan moaned, now sitting near Kris's head as she lay on the bed. I finally opened my eyes, glancing up, watching her as she and Michelle both sat watching me, watching us. Susan stroked her own breast, one hand disappearing down between her legs. And though at the angle I was currently in, I couldn't see much of what she was doing, her subtle hand movements gave away the fact she was indeed playing with herself, just as Michelle was now doing. "Is this hot...or what?" she moaned pleasurably.

I heard Michelle giggle in response. "Even I have to admit that it is," she proclaimed. "As much as I enjoy doing that myself, and have always wanted to be the first one to go down on Kris here, seeing Rob doing it, is erotic as hell. And it would appear by the expression on her face, that she's very much enjoying it too!"

Kris was. I could tell that much myself. Not by her sighs of pleasure even, but how the goose bumps seemed to appear everywhere at once, my hands suddenly riding on waves of them as they chased one another up and down her legs. The way she quivered beneath me, uncontrollably so, the fluids that now ran from her in tiny little rivulets of pre-orgasmic joy. The catch of her breath, the bounce of her ass, which my hands now held firmly, sliding beneath her as I helped to raise her sweet succulent split upwards, driving into her with my face.

"Fuck!" Michelle squealed delightfully. "For someone that's never done this before, he's sure as hell a quick learner by the looks of it!" She exclaimed.

Though hearing the praise from someone like Michelle, an obvious expert at cunnilingus, it was my own sisters welcomed praise that I derived the most pleasure in getting, and not through her words, but through the continued gasps, shivers and quakes of her entire being as I devoured her inside and out with my lips, mouth and tongue.

"Oh my God!" She finally allowed herself to expel, the words coming out of her mouth like a runaway freight train, repeating them again, over and over. "Oh my God, oh my God, oh...my...God!" she screamed the last, the explosion which now overtook her, the intensity of which had been so unexpected, unannounced when it came. Whatever I had done, however I'd been doing it, had obviously been the right thing. Capturing her blood engorged clit between my lips, I held it, sucking it like a tiny finger, my tongue lavishing the surface of it even as I did so, thrumming it, stroking it, somehow holding on to it as she thrashed, now bouncing about almost wildly. Only when her hands came down to rest themselves on my head did I sense her signal, the all too sweet tenderness settling in. And even then, I didn't part from her, the faintest, lightest touch of my tongue tip, still connected to her, resting against her as she fought to regain her breath and sense of awareness.

She would later tell me when we were alone, that she had felt much like a bowl of thawing Jell-O, as she lay there, unable to move, to lift her arms, or even to raise her head. So great had been the ecstasy of her pleasures, the all-consuming joy of her orgasmic release.

Almost comatose, Kris lay quietly beneath me as I finally sat up, my sister's sweet essence still coating my lips. As one, both Susan as well as Michelle moved towards me, their intentions now obvious. As they did so, I again glanced towards Kris, though she lay unmoving, as though she was uncaring, yet she must have sensed the movement around her, especially as Susan spoke.

"Now...it's your turn!" she challenged hotly. Hard, and about as stiff and erect as I could ever remember, I let the two of them now force me onto my back. Almost immediately two pairs of hands began fondling, stroking, and teasing me mercilessly. Admittedly aroused, I lay there allowing them to do that, quickly succumbing to their ministrations, moment's later feeling yet a third set of hands that forced me to open my eyes, seeing Kris who'd now joined her two friends. The playfulness of that moment causing me to laugh now as well, just as they were. I felt Michelle wrap her hand around the base of my shaft, watching and then feeling Susan as she placed hers next to Michelle's doing the same. And though there wasn't quite enough of my shaft remaining for Kris to do that too, she instead grabbed the tip with her fingers, reminding me of days gone by when choosing up teams for a baseball game. It was the exact same way we would very often hold the bat. The last, like Kris now, gripping what was left as everyone else let go, an opposing team member kicking at the bat with their feet, trying to dislodge the hand. I laughed out loud.

"What?" The girls asked.

"Let's just say, I had a momentary panic, wondering whose foot might kick the bat being held," I tried explaining. The reasoning of which, went over Michelle and Susan's heads, though Kris now caught on, laughing hysterically herself.

"I promise, no more kicking," she told me. "Provided you warn me first before you do anything," she then added.

Only then did the other two catch on, already having heard the story earlier of what I had so stupidly done, and how Kris had unintentionally nailed me between the legs, nearly knocking me out.

"Only kisses, lots and lots of kisses, sucks, and licks!" Kris now promised me, bending over as she lightly tapped the tip of my prick with her flicking tongue. Susan, immediately took her cue from that, lying down, her head resting upon my inner thigh. Admittedly it felt nice, the softness of her hair caressing me, the tingling sensation of her dancing tongue upon my shaft. Michelle now, much to their surprise, likewise lying down, her tongue now beginning to dance, lick and even fence with Susan's tongue and lips as they lay devouring me together. But it was indeed the sensation of my sister's tongue that again robbed me of all sense, of all reason. The way she speared my prick tip, or holding the head within the oval of her mouth, gently sucking, half-popping her mouth over it, reclaiming it over and over again that drove me wildly insane with pleasure.

"Oh yeah, make him cum, I want to see it!" Michelle requested a little too anxiously. "I don't see too many guys do that obviously," she then added grinning. I continued to hold out however, denying her request, and though the onslaught of my cock was beyond anything I had ever felt before, somehow I knew that when I finally did climax, that even that, was something I wanted specifically to give Kris, and no one else. If this was how it was to be between us going forward, then I was bound and determined to set my own set of demands and requirements during it. I continued to struggle with the delicious sensations of three mouths tongues and pairs of lips until I knew that I could no longer refrain from allowing myself the delicious sensation of eruptive climatic bliss.

"I'm going to cum now Kris, but this one's for you...and only you. Either take it now...with your mouth, your lips, or leave it be, and I will do it myself."

I was serious, though at first I don't think Michelle or Susan believed me. They laughed it off, continuing to suck, stroke and fondle my prick until I actually reached down with my own hands forcing them away. Now realizing I was serious, they both sat up expectantly, their gaze now directed towards Kris as she continued to kneel there between my legs, though she'd likewise left off touching me just as they had. I now held my own rock hard prick in hand, pointing it towards her, the head swollen, purple and in need. But as much as I was, as much as it was, should she chose any other path here, I would fist fuck my hand squirting myself off against her, against them and deal with the consequences in having done so afterwards.

"Only you," I said once again, softly, hopefully, aiming my pulsating, throbbing hard dick towards her. As though hypnotized, I watched as Kris slowly leaned forward, her mouth opening, moments later engulfing, and then sucking me, sucking me fully and deeply into her mouth. Only then did I allow the urgent need I'd miraculously held in check to burst forth.

I soon after felt the first hot sticky spurt of my cream filling her mouth. I saw the surprise of which, register in her eyes, though she continued sucking me, drinking me. Whether this was in fact the first time for her, I knew not, though it was certainly the first time for me. I'd had but a few simple blowjobs before yes, but never once in any of those times, had I cum in someone's mouth before. And now...here I was, doing so for the first time, filling my sister's as she continued sucking, drinking, and now draining my essence.

"Ewewww, how can you do that?" I heard Michelle asking disgustedly as she did, Susan only then laughing, chastising her friend. "Don't condemn it until you've actually tried it," she told her. "It's not nearly as bad as you obviously think," she added. "No worse than drinking down a woman's squirt juice," she continued giggling.

"But that's sweet!" Michelle continued to protest.

"So can this be...usually," Susan shot back just as Kris finished me, sitting up, wiping her lips with her fingers. I laughed as she extended one towards Michelle, coated with droplets of my spending, Michelle immediately waving her off, showing the sign of the cross with her fingers as though warding off some vile, evil monster.

"Ah...no thanks, I think I'll pass on going that far," she then told everyone. "Enough that I'm even willing to lick one, let alone drain one the way you did."

Kris now came to me, her mouth finding mine, the feel and press of her body as she lay atop me, our tongues fencing frantically together.

"Ewewww!" Michelle groaned once again.

As was usually the case, I now needed to pee. Rolling out of bed I went to the door, unlocking it, and then crossed the hall into the bathroom. It took a while, my prick just hard enough making it difficult until it had finally softened sufficiently in order to allow it. By the time I'd returned, Kris and Susan where now locked on the bed together.

I was somewhat surprised to see it, half expecting to have found Michelle in such an embrace as I now saw, though it was that alone which actually had caught me off guard upon my return. They were locked together, legs thrown over one another in a scissors-like embrace, slowly gyrating against one another, fucking in a sense, pressing their wet slippery splits against one another, the sounds of which could clearly be heard.

"Hot watching two women fuck isn't it?" Michelle said unabashedly sitting there masturbating herself as she sat in the chair next to the bed. Admittedly it was, and I nodded my head standing there watching them, the arousal of my prick once again showing itself.

"Yes, yes it is," I finally admitted aloud.

Moments more passed without anyone saying a word, the frenzied excitement as Kris and Susan continued grinding themselves against one another too sensual an act to disturb, but then Michelle finally did in a most unexpected way.

"Listen, Rob, it's obviously no secret, we all know you're still a virgin, and just so you know, it's actually been a very, very long time since I've actually been with a man myself. So...what I'm saying here, if you'd like to...want too...I'd love..."

"No!" Kris spat interrupting her, not allowing her to finish, answering for me before I could answer her myself. "The fact that he still is, is his decision to decide, when its time, and who its time with," she then told her. "No different for him than it was for any of us," she then added, confirming in that moment something I had always known of course, that Kris wasn't.

"You're right Kris," I then said. "It IS my choice to make, and I've already made it. The ONLY person I know that I want to do that with...is you. But I'll also tell you this, I won't do it, not like this, not now, or not in the future either. Only with you, only alone with you. So...if that's again outside of whatever boundaries you've made and decided to stick with, then I guess I'll be content to remain a virgin until such time as you feel differently about it, if in fact you ever do.

I then turned, leaving the still hot desirable sea of titillating girl flesh behind, and headed back to my own bedroom, my now hard cock reluctantly leading the way.

I crashed, actually falling asleep, remaining so well until morning when the light from my windows finally forced its way through my shut eyelids. I sat up, made my way into the bathroom where I stood over the toilet, waiting for my morning hard to sufficiently soften in order that I could finally pee.

I heard the single knock on my door, followed rapidly in succession by two others. It was obviously Kris.

I called out, uncaring if she came in, saw me standing there in the bathroom hovering over the toilet. In my mind, should she come in, see me standing there like that, and became embarrassed or uncomfortable because of it, that was her problem. As much as I had enjoyed a great deal of what we'd done the night before, I found I was in many ways disappointed, still frustrated and angry at being given the alternative I had been. The only choice I had been given if there was any hope, any hope at all of ever enjoying Kris in whatever way, ever again, was in doing so, only with her friends in attendance.

Every man's dream. One that had in fact once been my own. Until that is, that Kris and I had come together. Now, it was the only option given me, and suddenly the fascination, the dream, the fantasy, had become far less than I would have ever imagined.

I soon heard the door open, close. I knew Kris had stepped into my room, a few steps more and she would see me as I stood there, the door to my bathroom open as I purposely allowed it to remain. I stood there, waiting, wondering, my prick finally announcing it was ok to pee, which I now began doing. Even as the stream of piss began splashing within the water of the bowl, I heard her footsteps and then her voice as she neared the doorway looking in. Obviously my gambit of unnerving her hadn't worked, oddly enough, nearly the reverse was true as I stood there looking down at myself, peeing as Kris stood in the doorway, leaning against the frame watching me.

"On the one hand, I envy the fact you can do that. On the other however...guys generally make a mess because they can. I don't see why you don't just sit down, or is that too girly for you?" she wondered asking me.

I wanted to laugh, in the past I would have. In the past we'd have teased one another, argued, playfully slapped at, or thrown pillows at one another. All I wanted to do now was turn and piss all over her. And nearly did.

"What do you want?" I asked instead, nearly peeing on my own foot as I turned looking at her.

"I just wanted to see where we stood," she said simply. "You left..." she finished without further comment, waiting for me to.

"Right where you wanted me to," I responded back, now shaking my dick off, feeling the spittle from it splash against me, irritating me even more as I did that, answering her first question. I crossed over to the sink washing my hands, and then wiping off my upper chest and belly, turning back to face her in answering the second. "And I left, because I was no longer in the mood to continue," I said easily. "That answer your question?"

Kris stood in the doorway for only a moment more, her mouth opened but no words came out. She simply turned, left my room, closing the door behind her when she did.

The next several days were nearly torturous at best. We saw one another very little, and even when we did, hardly a word passed between us. Even mom seemed to sense something, stopping me at one point to ask.

"Everything all right?" she had asked me. The truth was of course, that it wasn't. A lot really was going on. Graduation was only weeks away now, and with it, a whole new, very uncertain future ahead of me. At one time, Kris and I had discussed going to the same university together, even sharing an apartment at some point when we could afford it. Now, all that seemed as ridicules as me staying in the house after we had. At the moment, I wanted more than anything to go off to a different school, about as far away from where I lived as was physically possible.

"Just got a lot on my mind is all," I told her begging off. "Graduation soon, final exams, you know...that sort of stuff."

"Hmm," she said digesting what I'd said, not quite buying into it, which she confirmed. "Appears your sister is dealing with the same sort of stress too," she told me, looking deep into my eyes as though they'd tell her more than I had. But I stood my ground looking back at her.

"Oh? I hadn't really noticed, figured she was just having her period or something, you know how she gets when she is."

Saying that, as I figured it might, sent mom blushing wanting to change the subject, which had been the whole point in the first place.

"Well, we probably all need a little get away," she then added. "Which was supposed to be a surprise, but since everyone's mopping about the house being all gloomy lately, maybe this will help cheer you up. Your father and I booked a really nice cabin retreat for next weekend, there's horseback riding, hiking, swimming...or just lounging around out in the sun. How's that sound?" she said grinning at me hopefully.

I just looked at her, forced a smile back and said. "It sounds great mom...just great."

I had planned on going out Wednesday night with Steve, hanging around, very possibly taking in a movie or something rather than staying home for Pizza night with my folks bowling and all. Especially as Kris had actually dropped a hint to me that Michelle and Susan were coming over again. Maybe most guys would think I was nuts, turning something like that down, but the honest truth was, I wasn't in the mood for it, not then anyway. I was nearly out the door when Steve called, apologizing profusely, but he'd just gotten a call from Kathy telling him that she'd switched shifts where she worked part time, and now had the night off herself. Which meant, Steve had a booty call, which obviously took precedence. I found that oddly ironic under the circumstances.

I soon made a quick trip to a convenience store, bought a lot of junk food, rented a couple of movies, and then returned back to my room where I'd watch them on the much smaller screen of my PC. At least I'd be alone by myself, having no intention whatsoever of joining Kris and her friends later when they came over. The fact that I planned on remaining in my own room, totally stocked with enough junk food to make me sick for several days, I sat watching the movie, realizing I'd been staring at the screen for the better part of fifteen minutes, having no idea at all what I'd just seen. It had been the sound of a car pulling up in front that shook me from my revelry. Crossing over to the window, I pulled the curtain back just far enough to peer out. Sure enough, Michelle and then Susan got out. But then one of the back doors opened, and another girl emerged too. I recognized her almost immediately. It was Diane, a girl I had once had a major and serious crush on. We'd even started getting friendly, talking, flirting somewhat. Then her father had gotten a promotion, and the next thing I knew, she was moving. So much for that.

Seeing her now, I was greatly surprised for a number of reasons. Surprised to see her of course, wondering why she was back, what she was doing here. But more surprised to see her with Michelle and Susan. She'd not really been amongst that particular group, though she'd come to know my sister mainly because of me. Which still didn't answer the question as to what she was doing here, especially now...and with the two of them!

I'd been perfectly content to remain sequestered up in my room, purposely ignoring whatever temptations might in fact be thrown my way during the course of the evening...if any. Now, I frantically tossed trash, debris, dirty clothes into wherever I could hide it, and then sought something clean that I could change into. Though it remained my intent, to stay where I was, and Diane, or no Diane, I wasn't about to venture out into the house, leaving my sanctuary. If she wanted to see me...then she was going to have to come to me, and not the reverse. Though again, I couldn't for the life of me imagine why she was here in the first place, especially having arrived with those two.

As it turned out, I didn't have long to wait. Only minutes later there was a knock on my bedroom door. An unsignaled one, so I knew it wasn't Kris who had knocked. I went to it, opening it, and sure enough, Diane stood there smiling at me.

"Surprise! Can I come in?"

"Sure! Wow! This is a surprise, what are you doing here?" I asked, peering behind her as she entered, but there was no one else there in sight. I quickly closed the door, following her into my room as she invited herself to sit on the end of the bed.

"Well, as it turns out, I'm pretty much finished with school, all I really have to do is show up on graduation night, that's it. But the reason I'm even here, is because daddy had to come back to town to finish up some legal matters on the house after we'd sold it. So since he was planning on being here for a few days, I asked to come with him. And so...here I am!"

"And so...here you are!" I said grinning at her.

"Yeah, I ran into Susan believe it or not, got to talking with her, asked her how you were doing. Which is when she and Michelle mentioned they were actually coming over here tonight to spend some time with your sister. Asked me if I wanted to come along with them, maybe even see you if you were home. Hearing that, I knew I had to...wanted to."

I watched as Diane suddenly stood, smiling at me, her hands coming up as they began undoing the buttons on her blouse. She must have seen the surprised look on my face as she did that, she smiled, laughed, continued to undo her buttons, finally removing it as she reached around behind herself, unclasping her bra.

"You and I...have some unfinished business."​