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Part One - Depression
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Linda felt very depressed. Her heart weighed like a ton, her hands
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trembled, her whole body shook from time to time, involuntarily. She sat
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beside Rick, squinting at a screen and moving colors and shadows that
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had no meaning for her. The room was dark and people around her were
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silent, minds sharp and ready and hungry for the next scene of an
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outrageous plot. They were in a movie theater. It had been her
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boyfriend's idea to catch this movie with so much senseless violence.
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'Sex mixed with violence and violence mixed with sex, it's what sells
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these days,' she thought. If she ever got married to Rick she would
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never allow her kids to see such trash. She swallowed... Her throat was
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slightly sore... She felt like crying... Every time she heard a gun shot
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she'd start in her seat and get tenser and tenser, her ears resonating
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with that hideous sound... It was becoming impossible for her to stay
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quiet and motionless, while she was hating the movie so much. She looked
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at Rick but he was too absorbed in the action to notice how badly her
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eyes implored him for them to leave and breathe in some fresh air and
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watch the stars outside, shining, against the darkness... Maybe they
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could see a shooting star and wish a wish...
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Rick could be romantic sometimes... like when he brought her that
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magnificent bunch of roses... But that would happen very very
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sporadically... And that was not enough.
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And then there was Nikki, her younger sister, and whether Linda wanted
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or not Nikki had become her lover!!!??? She shut her eyes, and shook her
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head, feeling so much pain inside... It hurt so MUCH...
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Sometimes Linda wished Nikki weren't her sister... Linda knew a few
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girls who didn't hide the fact they were lesbians... And she could be
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one of them, she realized... if Nikki weren't her sister... She knew she
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was strong enough to face anyone about her preference for girls -- she
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was convinced by now that her... bisexuality?... lesbianism?... was a
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matter of fact -- but she was sure she couldn't handle the horror-struck
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faces of people if the facts about her incestuous relationship with
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Nikki came out...
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That simply *doesn't* happen... they'd say... and repeat. And that was
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the sad part of it. She loved Nikki very very much... but they'd have
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the world against them... Even the lesbians themselves would see them as
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class-number-one freaks. Everybody would...
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Going with the tide, Linda had accepted Rick's plan for the evening...
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It was the right thing to do... she had thought... But that stupid movie
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ruined everything. Her conciliatory mood was gone, now there was only
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room for resentment... and guilt...
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She was letting everybody down... Nikki, Rick, the twins, Mom and Dad...
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She'd started the whole thing... She, the girl everybody admired and
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loved, the future prom queen, had failed them all. She had betrayed
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Mom's and Dad's and everyone's trust by sleeping with Nikki... by
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"making" her sister fall in love with her... And the twins, as
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impressionable as they were, had followed suit...
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She had this urge to cry. Keeping tears from flowing was getting harder
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and harder... She could not stand it anymore. She rose to her feet and
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bolted to the exit of the theater.
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The usherette looked bewildered as Linda rushed into the lobby,
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hyperventilating and shaking...
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"Are you all right, dear?" the middle-aged usherette asked, but Linda
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couldn't say a word. Her lungs kept pumping air uncontrollably. "Let's
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go outside... And Jimmy," the usherette added, calling a freckled,
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nervous red-haired little boy, "get some water for me, will you?" The
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usherette's kind, concerned eyes returned to Linda.
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'This complete stranger could be my mother,' it occurred to her. For a
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moment she wanted to believe that. At least, Nikki wouldn't be her
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sister and things'd be a lot easier for both of them...
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They stepped outside, the woman still bracing Linda with her plump,
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strong arm, and they waited there. Linda looked up to the sky, and the
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stars, so far away but so close to her soul... She resumed her
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sobbing... She was ashamed she was unable to control her feelings
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anymore... Everything seemed to hurt so much now... Why? WHY? 'Please,
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God, tell me why? WHY?'
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That scream was inside her... Her brains felt as though they were on
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fire... But the water came, the innocent, scared eyes of the red-haired
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little boy pointing to the glass he was holding out. Linda smiled. He
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was so cute. She took the glass of water, expressing her thanks to the
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little boy, who hid now behind the imposing body of the usherette.
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"This's my son," the usherette explained, utter mother's pride glowing
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in her dark eyes, her hand messing his hair up in a playful gesture.
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"Hey, Jimmy, say hello to this young lady." Linda smiled again. She was
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thankful to this complete stranger and her effort to put an end to her
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unhappiness. They chatted for a while about her son, what he had been up
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to lately... small talk that made her relax... and forget everything...
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and the fact that Rick was still inside, watching the movie...
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Rick joined her a quarter of an hour later. His eyes blinked, trying to
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adapt to the strong, garish light of the lobby.
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"What's up?" he asked, his hands buried in his pockets.
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Linda could not believe this guy. Was that all he had to say? He had
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seen her leave the theater as if she was escaping death itself and,
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instead of coming after her and ask what was wrong, he had stayed inside
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for a fucking quarter of an hour watching the most worthless movie she'd
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ever seen.
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"I wanna go home."
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"Why?"
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"If you don't know why, then there's nothing to talk about."
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Rick began to shift his weight from one foot to the other, a tell-tale
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sign of his nervousness. His eyes gazed around and then fell on the
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omnipresent usherette.
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"Sweetheart, calm down. I--"
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"Don't you touch me, you hear me?" Linda yelled, driving his arm away
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from her shoulders.
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"Why???" he hollered back. "What did I do?"
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"Let's not talk about it. It's no use."
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Linda shuddered. Eventually he agreed the best thing they could do was
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go home and skip the rest of the movie. He was horn-mad, but so was she.
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Linda left the car without the usual kiss goodbye followed by a flurry
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of light petting... She only heard the wheels screeching, and then the
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brakes, and then again screeching... Rick's car had made the customary
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U-turn, this time performed 10 times faster, fueled by too much gas and
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blind rage.
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Linda went upstairs... Nobody was in the living room. Mom and Dad were
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not home as usual, but she knew Nikki was... Nikki, sweet Nikki... The
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only real good thing that had ever happened to her... She hoped she
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could control the pain she felt inside...
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'This is a double-edged sword,' she figured. 'It's sweet but cuts like a
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knife...'
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A bedside lamp burned in their bedroom. Nikki had fallen asleep with a
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psychology textbook on her lap. She had become very curious about
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everything related to human behavior. Incest, particularly, which was
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predictable, considering everything... There was almost no references to
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cases similar to theirs, Nikki had told her. Most of the entries in the
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libraries would be about father-daughter incest... and child abuse...
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And both topics were quite depressing... if not scary altogether.
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Nikki had searched databases and indexes and surveys on the subject
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(read in a rather surreptitiously way) until she found a couple cases of
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sister-sister incest, some of them consensual, some of them abusive.
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Most of the consensual stuff would go underreported, though. Researchers
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were not interested in cases where the risk for psychological damage was
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low and the people directly involved would be too ashamed to talk freely
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about such experiences, especially if there was no reason to.
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Linda sat on the edge of Nikki's bed and watched her younger sister
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sleep. Nikki's denim shorts were unbuttoned, probably to give her hand
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ready access to her pussy. Nikki must've masturbated while waiting for
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her to return.
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Although Nikki had never said a word about it, Linda was aware of
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Nikki's jealousy. Sudden sadness in those big blue-gray eyes and
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beautiful face of a sweet-sixteen would be the only visible sign of it.
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Nikki knew the rules, however. They had to keep on dating or people
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would start to talk. On the other hand... they'd never suspect that
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she'd gladly give up all her dates for Nikki, or would they?
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Suddenly Nikki's eyes went open. "Hey," she said, stretching herself and
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letting a wide yawn out, "you're back. So, how'd it go?"
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"Bad. Real bad. I think we broke up... for good."
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"Why? Did you tell him about--"
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"No, of course not. I'd never do that. He was a jerk, and that's all to
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it."
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Linda detailed what happened in the movie theater. Nikki hugged her
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tight, Nikki's arms around her waist, giving her comfort. Feeling this
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much sweetness from her unselfish sister, Linda's eyes filled up with
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tears once again. She began to sob real hard this time.
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Nikki held Linda through it. Linda still had feelings for Rick but none
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were related to sex. It was the idea of settling down in a nice
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neighborhood and have kids that kept her heart warm for him. Nikki and
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Linda had talked about it after a feverish session of lovemaking. The
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meaning of their new feelings for each other was another issue
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discussed. Soon they came to the same depressing conclusion -- their
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future together was doomed... A year from now Linda'd be in college and
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away from home... Linda'd be hundreds of miles away while her younger
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sister would have to stay behind and finish school. Big Sis'd promised
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to come home as often as possible, but Nikki knew her sister'd
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undoubtedly find new friends and tons of guys (and girls?) more than
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willing to share their beds with her.
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Big Sis' crying began to subside. Linda wiped off her tears with her
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slender hands, another feature Nikki loved in her sister. And those
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green eyes glistened, still immensely sad.
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"Come," Linda said, with a shaky voice. Linda grabbed Nikki's hand,
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leading the way. Some years before Nikki would've protested -- she hated
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when Linda made her do things without telling her why. Household chores
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were the "uncoolest" thing Linda made her do. It was only good for her
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character, Linda'd wisecrack. Everybody should do their share... Linda
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did, and the twins did... There was no room for exceptions. But now, if
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Linda said "jump" Nikki'd answer "how high". She was madly in love with
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Linda. Linda's magnetic beauty, her sandy brows, her long flowing hair
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full of curls and waves, her tantalizing eyes, her athletic, trim body,
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full of nice, soft curves... Nikki was enthralled. Big Sis must be a
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witch... Linda had cast a spell over her...
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Linda guided her to the backyard, settling down on Dad's lawn chair.
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Linda motioned Nikki to sit on her lap. As soon as Nikki let herself
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spread out on Big Sis' body, Linda embraced her and a chill ran up and
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down Nikki's spine.
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They watched the starry sky, and every time Linda saw a shooting star,
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she'd point it out to her younger sister, and then they'd kiss, slowly,
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enjoying wet lips touching warm lips, tongues trading caresses.
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Sometimes Linda'd cry, apparently for no reason... and that made Nikki
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sad. Silence ensued, none of them wanted to break that spell, the beauty
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of that evening... Still, Linda's heart weighed tons... The pain didn't
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go away... It still hurt inside, BADLY...
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Part Two - Hell on earth
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Linda awoke with a start, sitting up in bed. Someone was screaming in
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the hall. It was Mom... Nikki woke up too, still bewildered from sleep.
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Nikki lay in bed next to Linda. Last night they hadn't made love, only
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sweet cuddling, arms intertwined, feeling the warmth and softness of
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each other's bodies.
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"What the hell is happening?" Nikki asked, trying her best to snap out
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of her groggy state.
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"Dunno," Linda said, getting up and slipping her robe on. "I'm gonna see
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what's coming down in this crazy house... Nikki, you'd better go to your
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own bed... just in case."
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Linda walked out the door, entering the hall. Mom and Dad were by the
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door of the twins' bedroom. They were still arguing out loud. Her heart
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began to speed up. 'God, did they catch the twins red-handed?' she
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wondered.
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"What happened, Mom?"
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There was an immediate silence. Mom and Dad faced her, their brows
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arching up. Mom's hands were shaking, her eyes were bloodshot as if
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she'd been crying.
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"Don't look at me, Fred," her mother crabbed. "I'm not gonna tell her.
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*You* tell her."
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"What?!" Linda asked, losing her patience. There was a major drama
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happening here and they were were mincing matters... "Dad, what
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happened? Is it something about Zoe and Jeannie? Are they hurt?"
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"No, but your mother found out... they were doing... they were sleeping
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in the same bed and..." He stopped, breathing heavily, as though his
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years of pipe smoking were taking their toll.
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"And?" Linda asked, swallowing, her legs beginning to tremble. She had
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the vaguest feeling she was going to faint.
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"Behaving like two whores," her mother added. "Two little whores..."
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"What, Mom?" Anger was replacing Linda's fears now. Nobody called her
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sisters whores, NOBODY. Not even her own parents. They didn't have the
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right to. "What, Mom? Why are you calling them whores?"
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"Because the minute we turn our heads, they behave like two whores...
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They were having SEX with EACH OTHER, I saw them do it with my own
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eyes... This morning... Oh Fred, how can they do such a thing to us?"
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"The minute you turn your heads... Don't you think you exaggerating
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now?"
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"Now, what's that supposed to mean, Linda?"
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"You don't care about us. You NEVER fucking did. How can you criticize
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us? How dare you call your own kids whores? How dare you?"
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"Linda," her dad intervened, his eyes warning her she was out of line.
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"Don't Linda me, Dad. You don't care about us either. The only thing you
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care about is your politics and your goddam company. How many times did
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you go out with us, spend time with us, like a family we were supposed
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to be, huh? How many times did I have to take care of the twins and
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Nikki because you didn't have time for them, huh? So, don't you come
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here yelling at me or anybody else for that matter, because you two
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AIN'T worth it."
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"Linda, I'm warning you."
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"Please do, Dad, because if your wife is calling Zoe and Jeannie whores,
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she's calling me whore too."
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"What do you mean?"
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"Because I, Linda Suzanne McDougall, started everything. I had SEX with
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Nikki and Nikki had SEX with me. We're lovers. So, are you happy now?"
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"That figures," her mother said. "That figures, my dear. They always do
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what you want."
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"Because they respect me. Because I give them love... something you're
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incapable of. Go back to your fancy parties and wear your 10,000-dollar
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gowns, but leave us alone."
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Saying that, she turned her back to her speechless parents. The twins
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and Nikki had gathered around them, keeping a safe distance. All her
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sisters were amazed, her mouths gaping. They couldn't believe Linda's
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strength and how she had defended them all, facing the fury of Mom and
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Dad and apparently winning...
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After that showdown their parents left the hall, heading for the living
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room downstairs. Jeannie'd hear only whispers. Mom and Dad were planning
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something... This was really hell on earth.
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If their parents were conspiring against them, the four sisters decided
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they should have their private meeting too.
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"What's gonna happen to us?" Zoe asked, sniffing, as they settled down
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on the few chairs and beds in Linda's and Nikki's room. "You were right,
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Linda. I am sorry if I ever caused you pain... because I wanted to tell
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Mom and Dad. At that time I didn't know better... I--"
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"Doesn't matter now, Zoe. What really matters is what we're gonna do."
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"What can we do?" Jeannie said. "We can't run away."
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"Yes, we can. A lot of kids do."
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"But Linda," Nikki objected, "that's not reasonable."
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"If we don't, they're gonna lock us up and break us apart. I know them.
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I know them very well. Don't forget Dad has a lot to lose... if the
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newspapers get hold of this. Can you imagine the headlines? 'CEO's
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incestuous daughters...' or 'Orgies at McDougall's'. No, they simply
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won't risk it. We've gotta leave tonight. They ain't gonna do anything
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until tomorrow."
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They discussed the pros and cons of Linda's suggestion, but apparently
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there was no other way if they wanted to stay together. They had to
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leave that goddam house, and the sooner the better...
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Part Three - Fugitives (in heaven?)
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The cops were looking for them all over the state. They were looking for
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a dark blue Jeep Cherokee, Linda's... They had to move fast and keep
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their profile low. They even considered cutting their hair short, but
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none of them had the heart to really do it. Instead, they bought
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baseball caps, tucking their golden tresses in. They drove all the way
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to the mountains, where Linda used to go for summer camp. She knew a
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place where they could hide. It was an old log cabin, which had belonged
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to a lumberjack.
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When they arrived there, the old cabin was in better shape than Linda
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had imagined. There were tons of dust lying on the old furniture and the
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wood had a musty smell to it. The interior was warm but moderately
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humid... If they cleaned all that mess the rest of the afternoon, they
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could look forward to a nice evening together. The cutlery had to be
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thrown away... It was too rusty to be used.
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A few hours later, everything looked much better. Jeannie looked at her
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sisters. They looked tired but she was proud of them. They were building
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a place of their own. And they were working together. It was a wonderful
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feeling...
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Linda had repaired the fireplace and Nikki had gathered a few logs to
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start the fire. Jeannie produced a bottle of wine with a grin. It was
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Dad's. "He ain't gonna miss it," she said, still with her wide grin on
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her face. "We'll keep it for a special occasion."
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They all laughed. They ate a few sandwiches they'd prepared in a
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shopping mall. They had brought as much supplies as they could,
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especially canned food. At least it wouldn't spoil.
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"How are we going to find more food, Linda?" Nikki asked, gulping the
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last crumb of her chicken sandwich. "This is not going to last for
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long."
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"I have money. I stole it from Dad's wallet. I know it was wrong... but
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I had no other choice. And I'll teach you a few tricks to save food.
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During summer camp we had a few classes about survival in the wild. It's
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gonna be fun."
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Nikki hugged Linda, kissing her on the lips for the first time they had
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run away. Linda was surprised and smiled, laughing a bit, blushing at
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the same time. She felt somewhat embarrassed. The twins were watching
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them as observantly as they could.
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They prepared themselves for the evening. It was cold inside that log
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cabin if it weren't for the fireplace and their sleeping bags. Linda
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slept between Nikki and Jeannie, Nikki claiming her right to hug Linda,
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Jeannie turning her back to them when that happened.
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Jeannie wanted to sleep... and forget...
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The next morning they all went downhill, in the direction of the creek
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where they could wash themselves. The creek was more like a small river.
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It had rained a lot during the last weeks. That day, however, the
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weather was dry and warm. They could see the snow-capped mountains
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looming up in the horizon, the trees all around them. They had come
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across a few deer and other smaller animals.
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"This is beautiful, Linda," exclaimed Nikki. "I'm in love with this
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place."
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They washed their faces with the cold running water of the creek.
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Jeannie hesitated, though.
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"What happened, Jeannie?" Linda asked. "You don't trust the water?"
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"It's not that. I feel so dirty... without a shower. I'm probably gonna
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take a bath. The problem is... the water is so cold."
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"Ok. I'll help you. We're both going to. I also feel dirty." And without
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waiting for Jeannie's answer, Linda took off all her clothes and dived
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into the creek, showing off her superb swimming skills. "Come on, you
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guys... The water is perfect."
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Jeannie stared at Linda. She wanted so much to hold her big sister
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tight, to smother her with kisses, licking her breasts, excite her, make
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her moan, like Nikki had done. Jeannie melted when Linda glanced at her,
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her beautiful tanned body coming out of the creek, her nipples hard from
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the coldness of the water, her hair damp, flowing limp on her shoulder
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blades. Linda was a river nymph coming to get her...
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"Come on, Jeannie. Get rid of your clothes, or do you want to take your
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bath with them on?"
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Jeannie didn't react. She couldn't. Linda was in front of her, totally
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naked, water streaming down her damp skin. Linda's overwhelming beauty
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was there for everybody to see. Linda tugged Jeannie's sweater up, and
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started to unbutton her sister's blouse. Jeannie didn't offer any
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resistance. She'd do anything Linda asked her to. Linda removed all her
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sister's pieces of clothing, one by one, until Jeannie was naked too,
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trembling. Sometimes Linda's breasts would brush Jeannie's, causing a
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little quake inside her younger sister's body. Jeannie's nipples got
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harder, she felt her pussy respond. It was getting wet and warmer... If
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alone she would've masturbated.
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"Come," said Linda, pulling her by the arm, and Jeannie followed her,
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willingly.
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Jeannie forgot about the coldness, about everything that was around her,
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even the fact they were being watched by Zoe and Nikki. Having Linda so
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close to her, playing with her, brushing her naked body against hers...
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made her forget everything. Linda... was all what Jeannie saw... and
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felt... and heard...
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------ ******** ------
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It was evening again. The four sisters were huddled together by the
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fireside, watching the flames lapping the logs they'd gathered in the
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afternoon. Nikki and Zoe'd had a few stomach cramps. They had eaten too
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many berries, the ones Linda said it was safe to eat.
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"You think the cops are still looking for us?" Jeannie asked, rubbing
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her cold feet. She slid closer to the fireplace and Big Sis.
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"I guess," Linda replied, using an old tong to keep the fire alive.
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Nikki began to brush her long hair. She'd taken a bath in the creek in
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the afternoon. She felt better afterwards. She hated to feel the sweat
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on her skin, and the smell of it. She bent over, letting her hair
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cascade down her shoulders to form a perfect curtain of corn-colored
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hair in front of her eyes. She used to brush her hair for hours. It was
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one of the things that made her look like Big Sis. Nikki was vaguely
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proud she was able to give her sister the same softness, the same
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silkiness, something she truly relished. 'If only I had curls like
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her...' she mused.
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"Care for me to brush your hair?" Nikki offered.
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"Please do," Linda replied, smiling. She shut her eyes and let Nikki
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work on her hair. Little by little she felt her body come alive. It was
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a strange crescendo of feelings and sensations, which were taking over
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her being. Linda pressed her thighs together. Nikki was exciting her
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again. The bath in the creek had been so sensual, despite the cold.
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She'd enjoyed to see that Jeannie could relax a little bit. She wanted
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to prevent any despair among her sisters. They were going to make it and
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find a way out of their ordeal. She was sure of it.
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Nikki kept brushing her hair, slowly, as though she was trying to get
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her in the mood for making out. If that was the case, Nikki was really
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succeeding. Linda's pussy was wet now. She pressed her thighs against
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each other once again, keeping her pleasure from radiating out of her
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body. She was getting weak. If Nikki went on with it, they'd end up
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making love, twins or no twins around.
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Then Nikki brushed Linda's hair aside and kissed her neck, a long
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sensual kiss. Linda shuddered all over, her heart racing up, her
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breathing coming in and out unevenly.
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"Ooh Nikki..." Linda said softly, trying to hug her younger sister's
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neck.
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Hearing Linda's moaning Nikki couldn't control herself anymore. Three
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days without making love to Linda was too long a time. Nikki kissed
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Linda on the nape of her neck. Linda shook again, feeling the most
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delicious thrill, until she could not stand it anymore. She dragged
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Nikki upon her body, lying on the floor, and they began to kiss, and
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kiss, and kiss, small kisses around Nikki's soft, sweet lips. She forgot
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about the twins. Nikki's passion was too overwhelming. Linda could
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barely breathe. All she cared was to kiss Nikki, feel her younger
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sister's tongue with her own, to excite her, make her moan and moan and
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MOAN.
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"Oooh, Sis..." Nikki finally said, between kisses. "Sis... Sis, I love
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you."
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Nikki's mouth began to go down Linda's neck, her hands grabbing Linda's
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tits over her blouse, while Big Sis fumbled for her sister's belt,
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trying to open it. She couldn't. Instead, her hand caressed Nikki
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between her legs against the roughness of her jeans.
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"Ooohhh..." Nikki let out, opening her legs, and rubbing herself against
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Linda's hand.
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Despite her sister wearing panties and jeans, Linda was able to feel
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some wetness. 'Nikki's pussy must be soaking wet,' she thought. It was
|
|
amazing she was still able to excite Nikki that much, despite of the
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hatred they had felt from their parents. 'But let's forget about it,'
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she said to herself. 'No parents... No nothing... Only Nikki is
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important now.'
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They kissed again, wildly, arms encircling each other's bodies. They
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rolled on the floor and this time Linda wound up on top of her sister's
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stomach. Linda slipped her blouse off, throwing it away to a corner of
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the cabin. She smiled at her twin sisters, who didn't miss anything of
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their lovemaking.
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"Sorry, kids..." Linda said, still with her contagious smile in her
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face. "There isn't much privacy in this cabin, I know. So you've got to
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endure this... Maybe we can teach you a trick or two..." At this point
|
|
Linda was grinning, turning red by her own boldness. She let her bra
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|
drop to the floor, her perky breasts bouncing free. Immediately Nikki's
|
|
hands cupped them, feeling them up... Linda's eyelids went shut until
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|
she moaned. With those dreamy light green eyes of hers, Linda looked
|
|
again at the twins. She wanted to make sure they'd be all right. She
|
|
didn't want to hurt them... or making them uncomfortable. "Anyway," she
|
|
went on, "you wanted to spy on us... Now, it is your dream come true,
|
|
right?"
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The twins nodded, because they were unable to do or say otherwise. They
|
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saw Linda return to Nikki, sucking Nikki's saliva. Simultaneously, Nikki
|
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kept playing with her sister's tits, up and down, and down and up, her
|
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fingers teasing Linda's nipples, making them incredibly hard...
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"Oooh baby, baby..." Linda said, her eyes clouding over. Nikki was
|
|
really a drug to her. Better than coke, LSD, and heroine together, she
|
|
surmised. She hadn't tried any of them but she was sure that was true...
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Being far away from their parents had lessened Linda's guilt... Her
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|
heart didn't hurt that much anymore... There must be a reason for all
|
|
this... All this sweetness, like honey, on her lips, on Nikki's lips...
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Linda got rid of Nikki's CK blouse and her CK blue jeans. She wanted to
|
|
feel her sister's nakedness, her perfect trim body... She wanted that
|
|
closeness, feel her body's warmth... She wanted to feel those breasts,
|
|
those peaches, with perfect nipples, so sensitive to the touch, so
|
|
sensitive to her caresses... She eased off Nikki's panties, full of
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Nikki's aroma, soaked with her love potion...
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|
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Linda kissed Nikki's body, made her shake from anticipation. Nikki's
|
|
head rolled from one side to the other, moaning softly, eyelids closed,
|
|
abandoning herself to Linda. Nikki felt her sister's mouth in her belly,
|
|
kissing her navel, tweaking her nipples, stimulating her with a finger
|
|
very close to her pussy but not quite. It was her own medicine being
|
|
used against her... Teasing, teasing, and teasing... That was the name
|
|
of the game.
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|
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Nikki pushed her sister's head down, fondling her hair, her beautiful
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hair, which stroked her body, so sensual, so precious... so silky to the
|
|
touch.
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|
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"Ooohhh Linda... Sis... SIS... SIS... SIS... I love you... I love you...
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Go on, please... Sis... SIS... Please... Kiss me there, don't tease me.
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|
I can't take it... I can't... I really can't..."
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|
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|
Then there was a thrill, when Linda began to kiss Nikki's inner thighs,
|
|
her hand patting Nikki's feet, rubbing them, stimulating them, pinching
|
|
her sister's toes, one by one, slowly, until Nikki asked for more and
|
|
more. Nikki almost died when Linda began to lick around her pussy, her
|
|
hand stroking her sister's mound. Then the Time of Oblivion came, like a
|
|
gigantic wave, when Linda kissed her down there, resuming the licking,
|
|
her lissom, knowing fingers finding their way in... Teasing, and
|
|
teasing... And then stroking, her mouth licking, her tongue inside
|
|
her...
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|
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|
"OOOHHH LINDA... LINDA..." Nikki bawled, her body jerking up. Her juices
|
|
were flowing and flowing into Linda's mouth, which kept sucking her
|
|
until there was no drop left. And then again, the maddening tongue,
|
|
making her squirm and squirm, like a sweet torture, without end... It
|
|
was heaven on earth... Then she came, encircling her legs around Linda's
|
|
head, increasing the pressure inside her pussy, her soul, her love for
|
|
Linda. She loved her... She couldn't love anyone else... Nothing else
|
|
mattered. But Linda was not done with her. Linda kept licking her until
|
|
she came again and again and again and again... Nikki had to pull Linda
|
|
up or she'd die...
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|
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|
Part Four - Mountain hike
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-----------
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|
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Linda sensed her sisters' boredom. Zoe was more volatile than usual,
|
|
Jeannie seemed a little bit in the dumps... and Nikki wanted to make
|
|
love all the time... It suited her fine to neck and pet with Nikki that
|
|
often but the twins were making her anxious. Maybe that sexual activity
|
|
between Nikki and herself was having a negative effect on their younger
|
|
sisters. Zoe and Jeannie'd had a catfight the afternoon before. Zoe'd
|
|
been so vicious, drawing blood from Jeannie's breasts and arms. She'd
|
|
had to hit Zoe, knocking her down.
|
|
|
|
Linda asked Zoe and Jeannie why they were fighting but the twins
|
|
wouldn't tell her. She had witnessed a lot of brawls between those two,
|
|
but their last catfight had been the most violent by far. Linda recalled
|
|
the horror she felt when she saw the wounds in Jeannie's breasts. It'd
|
|
made her feel so strange. It made her want to hit Zoe again, and that
|
|
scared her. She'd never believed in being physical. Her quick wit and
|
|
her imposing presence were normally sufficient to avoid the worst. But
|
|
those two... God...
|
|
|
|
"Let's go for a hike," Linda suggested. "I'll show the places where I've
|
|
been. We'll take water and some food. If we're lucky maybe we'll find
|
|
some edible mushrooms... I'll fix a nice soup when we're back. All
|
|
right?"
|
|
|
|
"I think it's a good idea, Linda," Nikki agreed. "Everything to get the
|
|
hell out of here."
|
|
|
|
Linda repressed some tears. She could feel Nikki's bottled-up
|
|
frustration. Last night Nikki wanted to make love but she had warded off
|
|
her sister's advances. Linda couldn't, knowing the twins were just a few
|
|
feet away and Jeannie was wounded.
|
|
|
|
They all climbed up the trail to the left. It was the trail with the
|
|
most spectacular, breathtaking views. The mountain tops, so far away,
|
|
blended with the blueness of the sky and the fuzzy white of the
|
|
scattered clouds. In spite of all that beauty, Linda couldn't let her
|
|
angst go. The twins did not utter a word, keeping a visible distance
|
|
between them. Jeannie, the most fragile of her sisters, was having her
|
|
worried. Jeannie's eyes seemed oblivious to everything. They stared
|
|
blankly at the horizon and glistened sometimes as if her sister was on
|
|
the verge of tears. Linda only hoped that hike would make Jeannie feel
|
|
better.
|
|
|
|
A few hours later they stopped and sat down on the many boulders that
|
|
mantled that side of the mountain. Silently Nikki handed out the food to
|
|
the twins and Linda. Nikki watched them, while their munched at their
|
|
portion of berries and dry seeds. She began to have her doubts about the
|
|
sanity of their... eloping? She loved Linda very dearly but sometimes
|
|
Big Sis could be so distant... Nikki's heart almost missed a beat
|
|
whenever the possibility that Linda didn't love her anymore crossed her
|
|
mind. She'd kill herself first... No, she wouldn't. She was no coward...
|
|
But it would hurt like hell...
|
|
|
|
Nikki stared at the twins. She felt sorry for them... Instead of finding
|
|
love in each other's arms it appeared they had found nothing but hate
|
|
and distrust. And that was surprising... After all the four of them had
|
|
run away because Mom had caught the twins in the act.
|
|
|
|
Nikki's gaze wandered to her beloved, older sister. Linda, so beautiful
|
|
but so sad... The violent behavior of the twins was ruining their
|
|
relationship. 'Maybe that's why people avoid incest,' she thought. 'It
|
|
can be a very beautiful thing, but if it goes wrong... it can really be
|
|
a living hell. You can ditch a lover, but a family member... is for
|
|
life. No matter what.'
|
|
|
|
Suddenly a pebble came rolling down the mountain side. They looked up. A
|
|
man toting a shotgun was coming their way.
|
|
|
|
"Quick," Linda said, jumping to her feet, " let's go."
|
|
|
|
They all ran to the trees, praying the man hadn't seen them. Maybe he
|
|
was looking for them. In no time they'd have the cops all over the
|
|
place.
|
|
|
|
"Linda," Nikki uttered, "he saw us. He's coming this way."
|
|
|
|
"Damn it," Linda cursed. "Damn it! Let's run. You, Nikki, go first. I'll
|
|
stay behind and cover the twins. Come on, Zoe... MOVE IT!" A rush of
|
|
incredible fear shot through Linda. "Come on... COME ON!"
|
|
|
|
As fast as they could the four sisters tore down the mountain side, but
|
|
running off the trail was no easy task. Sometimes Zoe or Jeannie would
|
|
slide in the dirt and fall. Nikki or Linda had to climb back up and
|
|
rescue them. And that was costing too many precious seconds. The man was
|
|
gaining ground. Out of nowhere the horrific sound of a gun shot jangled
|
|
their ears followed by an excruciating scream... Linda couldn't believe
|
|
her eyes. Jeannie had been shot... Blood was all over her...
|
|
|
|
"JEANNIE!" Linda screamed. "JEANNIE... Oh, God..." Tears streamed down
|
|
her face, her throat hurting... A tight knot prevented her from
|
|
screaming again. In a split second she was next to her unlucky sister.
|
|
Jeannie was lying on the dirt, crying, convulsively, from pain.
|
|
|
|
"Linda... Linda, help me... Please..."
|
|
|
|
"Stay quiet, baby. Don't move... I'm gonna help you, even if it is the
|
|
last thing I do."
|
|
|
|
To Linda's despair, Zoe and Nikki had joined them. They should've kept
|
|
running... They should've tried to find help. Linda was about to say it
|
|
out loud when the man leapt out of the undergrowth.
|
|
|
|
"So, you thought you're gonna escape, huh?" he said, showing his yellow
|
|
teeth. Linda flinched a bit... This mountain redneck was obviously
|
|
drunk. His checkered red flannel shirt reeked of cheap booze. His eyes
|
|
shone with wicked pleasure while his free hand scratched his red nose.
|
|
"But nobody, I mean... Nobody escapes from--"
|
|
|
|
"Are you fucking nuts?" Linda shouted, rising to her feet. "Why did you
|
|
shoot, goddam it? You hurt my sister, you fucking asshole."
|
|
|
|
"You calling me asshole, bitch?" he said, his smirk growing wider, his
|
|
hands aiming the shotgun at her. Seconds ticked away, the redneck still
|
|
threatening Linda with his gun. "Maybe you should suck my dick, bitch."
|
|
|
|
"When hell freezes over," Linda spat.
|
|
|
|
"Oh yeah? I'll kill your sister if you don't." The redneck moved the
|
|
barrel of his gun to Jeannie. Jeannie was losing too much blood, Linda
|
|
realized. Jeannie'd die if she didn't find a way to thwart whatever
|
|
plans this lunatic had for them.
|
|
|
|
"Ok, I'll do it," she said, swallowing.
|
|
|
|
"Aw right," he exclaimed. The moment he began to unbutton his baggy,
|
|
smudged pants, he hollered at the top of his lungs. "You fucking bitch."
|
|
He tumbled over to the ground, his hands holding his privates. Linda had
|
|
kicked him there, hard, as soon as he lowered his gun. "You FUCKING
|
|
bitch..."
|
|
|
|
Without hesitating Linda took hold of the gun, aiming at her writhing
|
|
opponent. But she didn't know what to do, now. She only knew she hated
|
|
guns. Suddenly, the redneck grabbed the barrel, trying to snatch the
|
|
shotgun back. Then, the shot happened... The redneck lay still, his
|
|
shirt turning redder and redder...
|
|
|
|
"Oh God," Linda cried, stepping back, her hands covering her face. "I
|
|
killed him." Something caught her feet. She stumbled and fell. And then
|
|
nothing... Only darkness... and voices, far away voices that called her
|
|
name... Linda... LINDA!!! Then nothing again...
|
|
|
|
|
|
Part Five - Love and hate
|
|
-----------
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|
|
|
Nikki had to leave that waiting room... She stifled there, she couldn't
|
|
breathe. She wanted to forget everything, that unforgiving
|
|
desperation...
|
|
|
|
Her life before Linda was a blur now... So much had happened, so much
|
|
had changed inside her... And she was losing her... She was losing
|
|
Linda... and she couldn't bear the thought of it.
|
|
|
|
Nikki stepped outside, treading on the grass and then on the pavement of
|
|
the parking lot. She put her arms around herself, a self-embrace full of
|
|
despair... 'Linda... Linda... please, don't leave me... PLEASE...' Nikki
|
|
closed her eyes, trying to put behind her the image of her fretful
|
|
parents waiting in that sickening hospital hall... At a corner, Zoe
|
|
crying silently, a kind nurse holding the tearful teenager in her
|
|
arms... Linda, her back to her parents, staring at the wall, ignoring
|
|
everybody, blaming herself...
|
|
|
|
"It is my fault, Nikki," Linda had said and repeated over and over
|
|
again.
|
|
|
|
"Linda, that's not true. You didn't pull the trigger... That son of a
|
|
bitch did..."
|
|
|
|
"I killed him..."
|
|
|
|
"To protect us... To protect Jeannie. It was self-defense... He would've
|
|
killed us... and you know that... Linda..." Nikki'd tried to hold her
|
|
but Big Sis promptly removed her sister's hands from her waist. "Linda,
|
|
why are you like that? I'm trying to help you..."
|
|
|
|
"Don't", it'd been the answer. Then Big Sis walked away from her, going
|
|
to the opposite side of the waiting room.
|
|
|
|
Outside, in the parking lot, Nikki stared at another incoming ambulance,
|
|
its flashing lights rotating above, the screaming siren dying down.
|
|
Swiftly the paramedics leaped out of the ambulance and scrambled another
|
|
out-of-luck victim of a car crash or driveby shooting into the
|
|
building... Jeannie'd been hauled in the same way, people shouting, Mom
|
|
and Dad trying to keep up with that chaotic convoy of people... The only
|
|
difference was the oppressive presence of the press... Dad had convinced
|
|
everybody the redneck was a kidnapper... His daughters hadn't run away,
|
|
after all. They had been kidnapped by a lustful beast...
|
|
Linda had killed him in self-defense, Dad had asserted, informing the
|
|
unruly mob of journalists and photographers. There'd be an
|
|
investigation, but Dad'd assured Linda no charges would be filed.
|
|
|
|
So typical of Dad...
|
|
|
|
------ ******** ------
|
|
|
|
Linda's eyes meandered around the empty seats of the waiting room. She
|
|
agonized over the fact that Jeannie was in coma, between life and death.
|
|
The doctors kept reiterating their reserved statements about her
|
|
sister's chances of surviving such a massive blood loss. Linda wanted to
|
|
be with her sister but they wouldn't let her. Hospital procedures...
|
|
God!
|
|
|
|
The presence of Mom and Dad was giving her the jitters... Mom wouldn't
|
|
look at her; Dad would... He'd tried to bridge the gap, but she didn't
|
|
trust him. He was using their misfortune for political gain, talking
|
|
about his deep shock and horror to the press, making a plea for tougher
|
|
measures against crime in general and kidnappers of children in
|
|
particular. There were rumors he was going to make a bid for the
|
|
congress... All that media circus'd surely give him the right amount of
|
|
exposure... It was disgusting!
|
|
|
|
Linda reached for her head. On and off she'd feel a headache. Her
|
|
fingers probed for the swelling on her head. The doctors said it was
|
|
only a minor contusion. Her head'd hit a stone when she fell and blacked
|
|
out.
|
|
|
|
Nikki had saved Jeannie's life, Linda recalled. After making sure her
|
|
eldest sister was all right, Nikki had scudded down the trail until she
|
|
found the road and the Jeep. One hour later she was back with help...
|
|
Linda loved and admired her for it.
|
|
|
|
Linda searched the waiting room for Nikki but her sister was gone. She
|
|
wanted to find where Nikki was, check if her sister was ok. All those
|
|
events were making a nervous wreck out of Linda. She didn't let anyone
|
|
touch her, not even Nikki. Linda could see the effect of her refusal on
|
|
her younger sister but Linda's guilt would become unbearable every time
|
|
Nikki, sweet Nikki, came for a hug.
|
|
|
|
Linda snapped out of her daydreaming when a doctor came in the waiting
|
|
room. He shook hands with Dad and then Mom.
|
|
|
|
"I think you'd better come in, Mrs. McDougall. Your daughter's fever is
|
|
increasing... She's out of coma now... but she's constantly calling your
|
|
name... I think your presence may help her..."
|
|
|
|
"My baby is calling my name?"
|
|
|
|
"Yes ma'am... You're Linda, isn't it?"
|
|
|
|
"No..." Mom said, sheer confusion in her eyes, turning to her astonished
|
|
daughter. "Linda is--"
|
|
|
|
"It's me," Linda butted in, scuttling closer. "I'm Linda. I'm her
|
|
sister."
|
|
|
|
"Oh," the doctor said, realizing his blunder. "I thought-- Well, you'd
|
|
better come with me, then... I'm sorry, Mrs. McDougall... I thought--"
|
|
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"Let's go," Linda groaned, jerking the doctor's sleeve. "She's calling
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my name. My sister needs me."
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Linda left with the doctor, ignoring her mother's eyes. Hate... Her
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mother hated her...Nothing new for Linda, though. She'd always suspected
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that. Now she was sure of it.
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Linda rushed down the hall, still yanking at the doctor's sleeve, urging
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him to walk faster. In less than a few seconds she was by her sister's
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side. The first thing Linda noticed was how pale Jeannie looked. Linda
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looked across the bed and at the nurse who was trying to calm her sister
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down... Jeannie was delirious, murmuring unintelligible gibberish...
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"Linda!" she heard suddenly, startling her. "Linda, please... Linda
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LINDA... Help me... Help me..." Jeannie's head trashed on the pillow,
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her forehead thoroughly covered with perspiration. "Linda... help me...
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please..."
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"I'm here, baby," Linda said, holding her sister's hand. "I'm here." The
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moment she said it, clasping Jeannie's hands, her sister's thrashing
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ended. For a moment Linda, the doctor and the nurse held their breath as
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though they were waiting for a miracle, but the miracle didn't happen.
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Instead, Jeannie seemed to have drifted into a deeper sleep but away
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from her feverish nightmare. Gradually Jeannie's breathing gained a less
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heavier rhythm, but her eyelids remained shut, her face as pale as
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before. Linda's eyes turned to the doctor. "Is she ok? Is this normal?"
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"The worst's over now... Your sister is just sleeping..."
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"Yes, and the fever's subsiding," the nurse added.
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"Maybe you'd better leave," the doctor suggested, his turn to check
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Jeannie's forehead with his huge, hairy hands, "and get some rest.
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There's nothing you can do now..."
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"Hell no, I'm not gonna leave her," Linda whispered, trying not to raise
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her voice. "She needs me... She said it herself. The hell with the
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procedures... If she didn't need me, you wouldn't have called me... Am I
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wrong?"
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The doctor heaved a sigh, casting a quick glance at the nurse. The nurse
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shrugged back at him.
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"All right, you may stay here... but only for tonight. I'll make the
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necessary arrangements for an extra bed..." The doctor gestured to the
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nurse they leave. The nurse gone, he waited by the door, gazing at
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Linda, who kept on staring at her sister's pale features, fondling her
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hair. "I admire you..."
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Linda turned to look at the doctor. "What?"
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"I admire your love for your sister... You don't see that often... I
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mean, a girl caring so much about her own sister... I wish my own
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daughters were like that... and not the usual nuisance to each other and
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to us parents... Ok, I leave you two alone... I'll see to the extra
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bed..."
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Linda saw him shut the door as quietly as one could. She was perplexed,
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confused. Had she been too obvious? Obvious about what? About her love
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for Jeannie? Was that abnormal? Sisters were supposed to be the best of
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friends, but they were so often the worst of enemies... There were
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soap-operas and tv shows based on that kind of hate... But love... was
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seldom shown... The executive producers wouldn't want to summon the
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horrible specter of incest, would they? Show a hug and a loving gaze and
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the whole nation would be shocked...
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It's so easy to hate... It's so hard to love...
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Part Six - Way to go
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----------
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Linda was at a loss when she entered the classroom and all her
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classmates stood up one by one and began to clap their hands. They were
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welcoming her like a heroine. A heroine of a bad movie, of a ridiculous
|
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book... They were clapping because she'd killed someone... No, that's
|
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nothing to be proud of, she thought. Even if that someone was a
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scumbag...
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"Way to go," the guys would say.
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"I'm proud of you," Belinda, a friend of hers, would add.
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Linda shook her head, wavering between walking in or running away. If
|
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only they knew... Would they be proud of her still? Would they say "way
|
|
to go" and tap on her back? She didn't think so. Despite all those
|
|
cheering young faces, eager to catch a glimpse of the heroine of the
|
|
moment, Linda felt alone... Terribly alone... She wanted to scream and
|
|
escape from that unnerving crowd. She was too polite, though. She knew
|
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she'd never do that. She'd bite the bullet and count the minutes, the
|
|
seconds, until she was allowed to go home and watch over Jeannie.
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Five hours later, Linda waved goodbye and left, heaving a sigh of
|
|
relief. Nikki waited for her by the Jeep. Nikki smiled at her, Linda's
|
|
heart jumping in her chest. Their relationship was getting better, now
|
|
that they were back home and the twins had made up. Jeannie's health was
|
|
improving at an amazingly fast pace. Still, her youngest sister worried
|
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her. Linda sensed some hidden sadness in those clear blue eyes...
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"Hi, Baywatch Babe," Nikki said, faking a seductive pose, half-closing
|
|
her eyes.
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Linda chuckled. "Baywatch Babe" had become Nikki's standard greeting
|
|
whenever they met after school. "Cut it out," Linda said, grinning and
|
|
pushing her sister out of the way. She unlocked the car and hopped in.
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Nikki went around the car and without losing a second she took her place
|
|
next to Big Sis. She grabbed Linda's hand. She wanted her sister's hand
|
|
on her thigh, she wanted to be stroked there while Big Sis drove home.
|
|
That thought was enough to make Nikki's pussy fill with moisture... She
|
|
did her best to control her craving to hold Linda and kiss her,
|
|
passionately, right there in that parking lot.
|
|
|
|
Suddenly someone called, "Hi, Linda."
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|
|
|
"Rick!" Linda cried out, withdrawing her hand from Nikki's thigh as fast
|
|
as she could. "God, you scared me. Don't you do that ever again!"
|
|
|
|
"Hey, what did I do now?... I just wanna talk to you. It won't take
|
|
long."
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|
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"I haven't got much time," she said, wondering if he'd seen anything.
|
|
"I've gotta go home. Jeannie's still recovering..."
|
|
|
|
"Yeah, I've heard it," Rick said, leaning on the car, his face drawing
|
|
closer to Linda's through the open window. "I'm glad you're ok and your
|
|
sister is better now. I'm proud of you... I would've killed the bastard
|
|
myself."
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|
|
|
"Rick, what do you want?"
|
|
|
|
"Hey, relax. I just wanna talk to you."
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|
|
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"Don't."
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|
|
|
"Why?"
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|
|
|
Linda breathed in and looked straight ahead. Then she stared back at
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|
him.
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|
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|
"Rick, it's over. Don't you understand that?"
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|
|
|
"Why? I still can't figure out why you did what you did... at the movie
|
|
theater. I want to listen..."
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|
|
|
"This's hardly the place, Rick... and there's nothing to talk about. If
|
|
you want to listen to me, just pay attention to what I am saying. IT IS
|
|
OVER. Nothing you can say is gonna change my mind."
|
|
|
|
"It's another guy... I can tell."
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|
|
|
"No, you're wrong. It's YOU. The sooner you get it into your thick skull
|
|
the better."
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|
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"I don't believe you."
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|
|
|
"Fine," Linda said, starting the car and closing the window.
|
|
|
|
"Linda," she heard him call, but she just kept turning the car in
|
|
reverse. "LINDA!... Bitch!!!!"
|
|
|
|
Bitch... the very word the redneck had called her... No Baywatch Babe
|
|
for them, just bitch... She shuddered, a chill of anger ran up her
|
|
spine... For a split second she wished she had that shotgun again... If
|
|
she had, she would've shot him.
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|
|
|
Linda drove home. No words were exchanged. Nikki looked out the window,
|
|
watching the traffic passing by. Linda had seen some tears on Nikki's
|
|
cheeks but she couldn't bring herself to touch her, just to make sure
|
|
her sister was all right. There was too much hate now.
|
|
|
|
When Linda parked the car on the driveway, she asked, "You ok?" Her
|
|
anger had blown over. It was not fair to make Nikki pay for the failure
|
|
of her relationship with Rick.
|
|
|
|
"I guess... And you?"
|
|
|
|
Linda took Nikki's hands and said, "Better, much better... knowing
|
|
you're here with me." Nikki slid closer to Linda, her head leaning on
|
|
her sister's shoulder. Linda kissed her on her forehead. "But I'd feel
|
|
even better if you said it again..."
|
|
|
|
"What?" Nikki asked, sitting straight, her eyes widening.
|
|
|
|
"What you use to call me now..."
|
|
|
|
"Baywatch Babe?"
|
|
|
|
"That's my girl..."
|
|
|
|
They laughed together, embracing, holding each other tight, reassuring
|
|
one another their love was still intact... despite everything. When they
|
|
left the car, they almost held hands... A noise coming from above made
|
|
them freeze... It was Mom... Mom was spying on them from the bay window
|
|
of her own room.
|
|
|
|
Anger returned... Linda's throat hurt again... And the words of the
|
|
cheering crowd kept thumping inside her head... Way to go, way to go,
|
|
way to go...
|
|
|
|
Right, way to go... Maybe she should kill her parents too... This way
|
|
they'd stop... Everybody'd stop...
|
|
|
|
|
|
Part Seven - Desire
|
|
-------------
|
|
|
|
The four sisters jumped into Linda's Jeep. Jeannie was helped by Zoe.
|
|
Her weakness was still apparent. Beach would do her good, Linda figured.
|
|
Jeannie'd feel pain in her shoulder and upper chest from time to time
|
|
but she was visibly better. Dad's surgeon had made a good job. Only a
|
|
small scar on Jeannie's left shoulder betrayed the fact that she'd ever
|
|
been hit by a shotgun bullet. Why that lunatic had run after them and
|
|
shot Jeannie, it had never become clear... The police and the outside
|
|
world had Dad's version, though. They'd been kidnapped... There'd been
|
|
hardly an investigation about how the redneck had died. Linda didn't
|
|
know what strings Dad had pulled but the case had been closed... And no
|
|
questions asked...
|
|
|
|
During the 40-mile trip to the summer house, there was not much talking.
|
|
Linda was enjoying the wind in her hair. The sun was shining and the
|
|
temperature had risen up to a balmy seventy-nine. Balmy weather had
|
|
always made her feel sexy... and they'd have the house to themselves. No
|
|
more spying, no more of Mom's controlling...
|
|
|
|
Mom'd become so damn paranoid... and suspicious. Linda recalled the
|
|
quarrel between Mom and herself over the bedroom keys. Mom wanted to
|
|
prevent them from locking the doors. Fortunately Dad had settled the
|
|
matter. Drawing his wife aside he'd whispered a few words into her ear.
|
|
|
|
"But Fred..." Mom'd protested out loud.
|
|
|
|
There were more whispered words until Mom's face became paler than
|
|
usual. Obviously against her will, Mom held out the keys. Without
|
|
hesitating, Linda'd seized them back. She defied her mother with a
|
|
triumphant smile. Mom just left the hall, banging shut the door of her
|
|
own room.
|
|
|
|
"Be wise, Linda," Dad'd warned her. "I trust you. And please, stop that
|
|
*nonsense*... You don't need that..."
|
|
|
|
------ ******** ------
|
|
|
|
Linda looked at Nikki... There was some wind down at the beach... the
|
|
same secluded beach where she'd seen Nikki and Jeannie kiss. Her heart
|
|
began to melt... Nikki was so beautiful... Her blond hair flowing free,
|
|
the sea breeze caressing their bodies, the late afternoon sun stroking
|
|
their skin warm... Linda's eyes traced Nikki's breasts, this time
|
|
covered by her bikini top, then her flat, tanned tummy, then her legs...
|
|
Her gaze concentrated itself on her sister's bikini bottom, her
|
|
crotch... Linda wondered if her sister was as wet as she was... She
|
|
wanted to kiss her so badly. Desire was making her mouth dry, her heart
|
|
beating faster. Nikki was watching the twins playing on the beach...
|
|
Jeannie had settled down on the sand, tired... Zoe sat beside her. The
|
|
twins were thirty feet away... Linda could talk to Nikki now without
|
|
being overheard.
|
|
|
|
Linda kept staring at Nikki, examining her voluptuous curves, her soft
|
|
body. Linda still craved for a kiss, but her sister was still oblivious
|
|
of her. Nikki watched the sunset... The sky fireball touching the
|
|
horizon, sending forth red rays, dyeing the quiet sea with red shades
|
|
that would come and go with the gentle undulation.
|
|
|
|
"Hey, Baywatch Babe," Linda called. She couldn't wait any longer.
|
|
|
|
Nikki looked at her, grinning. "Hey, that's not fair. You're the
|
|
Baywatch Babe... I made it up for you."
|
|
|
|
"So? We could be both Baywatch Babes..."
|
|
|
|
Nikki stared at her sister, her pulse accelerating, her breathing
|
|
getting heavier... She could see Linda's desire gleaming in her magnetic
|
|
green eyes. God, she'd never stop loving this heavenly creature, this
|
|
witch, this sister of hers... Nikki licked her dry lips and looked
|
|
around. This late afternoon the beach was not deserted. It was
|
|
weekend... A few couples lay on the sand dunes -- the perfect make-out
|
|
place, it seemed. They were kinda far away, she thought. Could she kiss
|
|
Linda without causing an uproar on the beach?
|
|
|
|
"Linda..." she said, facing her sister.
|
|
|
|
"Yes?"
|
|
|
|
"I want us to make love..."
|
|
|
|
"Me too."
|
|
|
|
"But..."
|
|
|
|
"I know, baby... I know. But I don't care if you don't."
|
|
|
|
And as soon as Linda said it, Nikki crawled nearer and kissed her
|
|
sister. Nikki began to melt and melt inside.
|
|
|
|
"Oh baby, baby," Linda whispered, embracing Nikki, making her sister lie
|
|
on top of her. Her pussies were contacting each other, creating an
|
|
exquisite pressure... warmth radiating from one pussy to the other,
|
|
generating an explosive combination of desire... DESIRE... crazy,
|
|
blinding desire... They forgot where they were and the danger of being
|
|
caught. They kissed and kissed, burning mouths biting each other's lips,
|
|
licking tongues yearning for a wet, willing partner... "Ooohhh, NIKKI...
|
|
Nikki, my love..."
|
|
|
|
Nikki, unfastening Linda's bikini top, kissed her sister once again,
|
|
causing Linda to sigh, a deep sigh... She kissed her neck, her hands
|
|
rummaging around Linda's boobs, feeling how soft they were, how hard her
|
|
sister's nipples had become.
|
|
|
|
"Oh, Gaawwwdddd..." Nikki whimpered when Big Sis felt her breasts. "Oh,
|
|
Gawd... I don't believe this..." But Big Sis made her believe it... Big
|
|
Sis was killing her with soft caresses, stroking her up and down her
|
|
body, reaching further and further down her tummy. "You drive me crazy,
|
|
Sis... You... drive me... crazy..."
|
|
|
|
"That's the intention," Linda cracked, in spite of her arousal. "That's
|
|
the whole point, baby."
|
|
|
|
Nikki stopped, gazing deeply into those green eyes, that sea of green
|
|
she loved to drown in. "I love you when you call me "baby"."
|
|
|
|
"I love to call you "baby", my little, crazy, passionate baby... My
|
|
Baywatch baby..."
|
|
|
|
Nikki chortled. Baywatch baby... This was getting mushier by the
|
|
minute... Some action was needed or desire might disappear... She
|
|
reached under Linda's bikini bottom, founding out how wet Big Sis was.
|
|
|
|
"You're dripping, my dear..."
|
|
|
|
"Yes, so are you," Linda replied, grabbing Nikki ass, kneading it up and
|
|
down, increasing the pressure of her sister's pussy on her own, Nikki's
|
|
hand in between, producing an incredible wave of pleasure in Linda's
|
|
body. Her bodies kept on rubbing and rubbing down there. They shook
|
|
together because they hungered for the same... Sweet release, hands on
|
|
breasts, fingers on nipples, caressing and caressing... "Oh Nikki,
|
|
Nikki... I love you."
|
|
|
|
And with that, sweet release came, simultaneously... Their eyes closed,
|
|
their hearts, pussies throbbed together, their mouths exhaling at the
|
|
same time, becoming one in a deep, deep kiss... Minutes went by, and the
|
|
kiss didn't end, until they came once again...
|
|
|
|
|
|
Part Eight - Desperation
|
|
------------
|
|
|
|
"Jeannie, wake up." Jeannie opened her eyes and saw Linda gazing down at
|
|
her. "How do you feel?"
|
|
|
|
Jeannie smiled at Linda. She yawned and said, "Better... My shoulder
|
|
still hurts but last night wasn't so bad... What's the time?"
|
|
|
|
"Noon."
|
|
|
|
"Noon? So late?"
|
|
|
|
"Yes. I let you sleep the whole morning. You needed that... Last night
|
|
you were really tired... Beach can wear you down if you're not used to
|
|
it."
|
|
|
|
"Where's Zoe? And Nikki?"
|
|
|
|
"They went surfing... They were just moping around the house, so I had
|
|
to more or less kick them out..."
|
|
|
|
"Surfing?... They went surfing alone?"
|
|
|
|
"No... Pete's here as well, for the weekend... He's just called and
|
|
asked them to join him." Linda smiled, discerning a tinge of jealousy in
|
|
her sister's eyes. "Hey, baby... Don't you worry... Pete's a nice guy,
|
|
most of the times... Especially if he's not around Mr. Cool... And
|
|
you've got to trust Zoe... as I trust Nikki, all right?"
|
|
|
|
"Why didn't you go with them?"
|
|
|
|
"Because I don't want to let you here alone... You're so weak...
|
|
still..."
|
|
|
|
Jeannie's eyes began to glisten... She was moved by Linda's love for
|
|
her... She didn't deserve it... She didn't deserve to have such a loving
|
|
sister...
|
|
|
|
"What's the matter, baby?" Linda asked. "Did I say something wrong?"
|
|
|
|
"No," Jeannie said, getting out of bed. "I've gotta pee."
|
|
|
|
"Do you wanna go to the mall with me?" Linda called out, making sure
|
|
Jeannie could hear her from the bathroom.
|
|
|
|
"Sounds nice..."
|
|
|
|
"Ok. It is settled then..." Linda said, standing up. She ambled up to
|
|
the bathroom door and added, "I'm going downstairs. I'm gonna fix you a
|
|
healthy brunch... and then we go."
|
|
|
|
Jeannie looked up and saw her sister staring at her. Without thinking
|
|
Jeannie drew her legs together, out of shame. Her pussy was becoming
|
|
wet... embarrassingly wet... Just the thought of being alone with Linda
|
|
made her breathless... She hoped Nikki and Zoe would stay long enough
|
|
down at the beach. She didn't dare think about it but maybe something
|
|
would happen...
|
|
|
|
"Ok, Linda... Give me a quarter of an hour and I'll be ready..."
|
|
|
|
Linda just smiled... and left. Jeannie lingered on the privy, unable to
|
|
move. Jeannie wondered what Linda's smile meant...
|
|
|
|
------ ******** ------
|
|
|
|
They walked down the mall arcade. Sheryl Crow was singing "Sweet
|
|
Rosalyn" from her newest album. The rhythm was catching, so they began
|
|
to move their bodies to the music, laughing at each other. As usual
|
|
people started to stare...
|
|
|
|
Jeannie was happy... Her shoulder and chest hurt because of the laughter
|
|
but being with Linda pain didn't matter much. All she wanted danced
|
|
beside her, as though that arcade of the shopping mall had become a
|
|
dance floor. Linda was so magical... She could turn the most
|
|
insignificant moment of their lives into a reason to go wild, and do
|
|
outrageous things like dancing in a shopping mall. Jeannie felt alive,
|
|
so fucking alive... She laughed to herself... Swearing was becoming a
|
|
turn-on... Zoe had taught her that... A shudder ran down her spine...
|
|
|
|
They stopped when a group of horny young males surrounded them, joining
|
|
the impromptu party.
|
|
|
|
"Let's go, Jeannie," Linda commanded, pulling at her sister's forearm,
|
|
ignoring the unsolicited attention. They hurried into a store, escaping
|
|
from the guys who kept tailing them. The two sisters shuffled through
|
|
bomber jackets and dresses and lingerie, killing time... The guys were
|
|
waiting for them outside. Linda joked about trying out a couple of bras,
|
|
some of them flagrantly bigger than her own size. Jeannie could not help
|
|
giggling, taking a quick glance at the store entrance. The guys hadn't
|
|
moved. One of them had lit up a cigarette, leaning against the cement of
|
|
a pillar. He was talking with one of his pals... Planning a strategy?
|
|
|
|
"Let's try them out," Linda said, this time with a more serious look on
|
|
her face. "They'll give up, sooner or later..."
|
|
|
|
Jeannie looked at her sister, stunned. Linda couldn't mean that, or
|
|
could she? Anticipation made Jeannie flush, a dazzling sensation raged
|
|
through her body. Her legs turned into rubber, moisture and a warm
|
|
tension built up in her pussy.
|
|
|
|
"Are you coming, Jeannie?"
|
|
|
|
"Y-- yes," she stammered. "But I need a few more... Those are too big
|
|
for me."
|
|
|
|
Linda laughed. "Give it a few more years and you'll see... Pick up a
|
|
couple of them and join me, ok?"
|
|
|
|
"Ok," Jeannie said, not believing her luck. Was Big Sis aware of what
|
|
her invitation was causing inside her? Jeannie wondered. Was she? Or was
|
|
she just teasing, like she did with her endless list of suitors?
|
|
|
|
Jeannie sifted through the heap of bras on sale and chose two sporty
|
|
items... They'd come in handy for cheerleading practice. She made haste
|
|
past a salesclerk, blushing against her will. It seemed to Jeannie that
|
|
the salesclerk hadn't missed a thing. Maybe that meddlesome woman had
|
|
guessed every thought, every feeling that capered inside her head.
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Jeannie hesitated... She didn't know whether she should walk in Linda's
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stall or look for another. She looked around but the second stall was
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also occupied, leaving her with no choice.
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"Linda, may I come in?"
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"Of course," was the answer coming from the other side of the curtain.
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With a quick motion Jeannie swayed in. Linda was looking at her own
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reflection, pulling her breasts up, trying out a very daring push-up
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bra. Jeannie's pussy became alive again... Warmth, sweet damp warmth
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down there...
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"So, what do you think?" Linda asked, still staring at the mirror. "You
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like it?"
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"Y-- yes..."
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Linda looked at Jeannie... and how her youngest sister stared at her
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breasts. How eagerly Jeannie had sucked them a few months ago flashed
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through her mind, which caused her nipples to stiffen in no time.
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Jeannie's face was flushed, her breathing was heavy...
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"Jeannie, are you ok?" Linda asked, refusing to accept those signs of
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blatant desire coming from her little sister.
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"Yes..." Jeannie's voice sounded so anguished, as though she was
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terrified with something...
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"Come here," Linda said, her mouth becoming dry, her cunt throbbing...
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Guilt, though, began to seep back. One thing was making love with
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Nikki... Making love with Jeannie was-- Linda didn't know... Jeannie was
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so young, so eager to please... And Linda didn't want to doublecross
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anyone... But Jeannie's eyes looked so desperate, so hungry for love.
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Despite of everything Linda held Jeannie close, feeling her sister's
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heart thumping as fast as hers. Her hands brushed Jeannie's hair away
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from her moist face. Jeannie was crying...
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"Jeannie... why?"
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"I don't know," Jeannie sobbed. "I really don't know. I'm sorry."
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"For what?"
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Jeannie sobbed again. It seemed that her head was going to explode, her
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body was so warm as if it was on fire. Jeannie breathed in in stutters.
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She inhaled Big Sis' fragrance, her hands touching Big Sis' right breast
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by accident. Linda shuddered...
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"Linda..."
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"Yes?"
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"Please..."
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"What?"
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"Let's go home..." Jeannie said, swallowing, removing herself from
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Linda's embrace. " I've gotta go, Linda... I've gotta go... I'm
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sorry..." And without looking back Jeannie tore off down the aisles of
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the store and disappeared from view.
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"Jeannie!" Linda screamed from the stall. The few clients in the store
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and a handful of salesclerks stared at her, but Linda was beyond caring.
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She changed bras and slipped her blouse back on at full speed and
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scooted out the store. She'd heard a "hey"... Probably one salesclerk
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thought this was a ploy to walk away with a couple of bras for free...
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Idiots!
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Linda ran after Jeannie but her sister was nowhere to be seen. She
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scanned the arcades of the mall but to no avail.
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"Oh, God..." she whispered to herself, pulling her long hair away from
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her eyes, still searching for Jeannie. "Oh, God... Please, Jeannie...
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Don't do this to me."
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Finally Linda decided to look for Jeannie outside the mall but her
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sister wasn't there either...
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"Oh Jeannie, Jeannie... Where are you?... Where... are... you?..."
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Part Nine - Revelations
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-----------
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Nikki and Zoe waved goodbye to Pete. Nikki found amazing how different
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Pete could be if he was away from the rest of the gang. He was more
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patient, and instead of behaving like an asshole trying to impress them
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with smooth moves on the surfboard -- far too difficult for beginners --
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he'd make sure they knew the basics before attempting something more
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daring. They were discussing this when they got home.
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"Hi, Nikki," Linda greeted, meeting them at the door. "Hi, Zoe..."
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"What's the matter, Linda?" Nikki asked. "You look so pale."
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"Jeannie... I don't know where she is."
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"What?" Zoe exclaimed.
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"It's my fault..."
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"Calm down, Linda," Nikki said, getting rid of her surfboard and urging
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Linda back in. "What are you talking about?"
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Linda was shaking. Their older sister, the one who was always in
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|
control, appeared to have lost her composure. Linda was doubled up,
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crying in the couch. Nikki sat next to her.
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"Linda, listen to me... What happened? Please, tell me."
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"It's my fault... All this is my fault."
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"What, Linda? What?"
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It took a few long minutes before Linda was able to explain what had
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happened in the mall.
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"If something happens to Jeannie... I'll never forgive myself... Oh,
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Nikki... Nikki."
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"She's down at the beach," Zoe suddenly said. Her sisters looked at her,
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their eyes questioning her how she could be so sure. "Don't ask me why
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but I just know she's down at the beach. Let's go."
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And for the first time Zoe led the way. The three of them made a beeline
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for the promenade and then for the beach. Soon they found Jeannie
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sitting on the sand, her arms encircling her knees, staring at the
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waves, her light hair flitting around her head.
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"Jeannie!" Zoe called out, drawing near her twin sister.
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Jeannie didn't look up. She just kept staring at the water.
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"Jeannie, we were worried sick about you," Nikki added.
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"Just leave me alone."
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"We ain't gonna leave without you. It's late... and you know it's not
|
|
safe to stay here after dark." Nikki crouched down beside Jeannie.
|
|
"Jeannie, listen--"
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"I'm not coming with you. Just leave me ALONE!!!"
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And for the first time in all her life Nikki was afraid of Jeannie.
|
|
Jeannie had looked at her with so much hate... She looked so desperate.
|
|
Nikki turned to Linda for help, but Big Sis appeared as despaired and
|
|
helpless as Jeannie. If Linda was unable to do anything, there was
|
|
nothing she could do, Nikki concluded. And that powerlessness scared
|
|
Nikki more than anything. She'd always counted on Big Sis to solve this
|
|
kind of crises. And the unthinkable crossed her mind...
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|
"I'm gonna call Dad."
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"What?" Zoe cried out.
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|
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|
"Yes, look at Linda and Jeannie..." Nikki said with a lump in her
|
|
throat. "I've never seen them so messed up... I don't know what happened
|
|
in that fucking mall... But I do know we can't go on like this... This
|
|
is fucking our brains up, can't you see that?"
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|
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|
"Nikki, don't you understand?"
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|
|
|
"What, Zoe?"
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|
|
|
"Jeannie wants to sleep with Linda..."
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|
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|
"What?... Is this all about--"
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|
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|
"Yes. And Linda doesn't want to hurt you... Can you be that blind?"
|
|
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|
Nikki gazed at Linda in total disbelief... Big Sis was crying copiously,
|
|
her hair flying with the breeze, her eyes so helpless, so dejected...
|
|
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|
"Is this true, Linda?" Nikki asked.
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|
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|
Seconds, like minutes, hours, elapsed before Linda could nod.
|
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"Why didn't you tell me, Linda? Why? I would've understood."
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|
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"You would?" Linda said, cleaning her face dry with her fingers.
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|
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"Of course... You think I want to see you this desperate? I don't want
|
|
to drive anyone crazy. Who am I to forbid you or Jeannie anything? I am
|
|
not Mom... or Dad."
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|
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|
"Oh Nikki," Linda whispered, hugging her sister. "I was feeling so
|
|
guilty."
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|
|
|
"Don't. How many times do I have to say that to you? Nothing happened to
|
|
me or to the twins against our will. We made love because we BOTH wanted
|
|
that. I could've said no... But I didn't. I said yes and I will say yes
|
|
to you till I die."
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|
|
|
"Oh Nikki..." Linda sighed, holding Nikki tighter and staring at
|
|
Jeannie. Her youngest sister appeared to be as bewildered as herself.
|
|
Zoe offered her hand to her twin sister and this time Jeannie accepted
|
|
it, rising to her feet. Linda freed Nikki from her embrace and drew
|
|
closer to the twins. "And you, Zoe," Linda asked, "what do you think
|
|
about it? You two were fighting over it when we ran away, weren't you?"
|
|
|
|
"Yes. We were... but not anymore... I kept thinking about it when
|
|
Jeannie was in the hospital. I promised to myself if she got better I'd
|
|
never hit her again... She's free to do what she pleases... All I want
|
|
is her happiness... I swear."
|
|
|
|
"Don't," Linda said. "There's no need to. I believe you. Let's go home.
|
|
I'll fix a nice dinner... and we'll talk about it."
|
|
|
|
The four sisters walked back home, ignoring the multitude of cars and
|
|
people who flocked together towards the beach and the promenade. A year
|
|
ago they would've joined the partying crowd without a worry in their
|
|
minds. Now life seemed far more complicated. Their hearts weighed heavy
|
|
and their eyes hurt from crying.
|
|
|
|
Nikki held Zoe closer and pushed Jeannie into Linda's arms. Linda smiled
|
|
her thank you to her unbelievably unselfish sister. The fist that
|
|
squeezed her heart began to relent... She looked down at Jeannie...
|
|
Jeannie's eyes were half-shut, leaning against her big sister's
|
|
shoulder. Jeannie was utterly worn out. No wonder... after such a
|
|
dreadful day... It was a day to forget... or maybe to remember... one
|
|
day...
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|
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|
Part Ten - Massage
|
|
----------
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|
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|
"Who was that?" Linda asked, slicing up the tomatoes for the salad.
|
|
|
|
"Pete," Nikki answered, stepping in the kitchen and abandoning the black
|
|
wireless phone on the table. "He's just asked me out."
|
|
|
|
"And?"
|
|
|
|
"Jealous?"
|
|
|
|
"Maybe."
|
|
|
|
"Don't," Nikki whispered into her ear, causing Linda to tremble with a
|
|
chilling thrill. Nikki's arms encompassed her sister's waist. "I said
|
|
no."
|
|
|
|
"You didn't have to."
|
|
|
|
"I know... Not in the mood..."
|
|
|
|
They heard the twins coming down the stairs. Linda's hands clutched
|
|
Nikki's arms, wriggling herself out of her sister's embrace. She sent an
|
|
apologetic look to Nikki... "Only tonight," Linda murmured. "Ok?"
|
|
|
|
"Don't worry..." Nikki said, shaking her head. "I'm not in a hurry."
|
|
|
|
After dinner and cleaning up the kitchen, the four sisters went to the
|
|
living room. Zoe turned on the tv and plumped herself down on the couch.
|
|
Jay Leno's face appeared on the screen. It wasn't the Tonight Show but
|
|
an interview with him. The interviewer referred to the usual jokes about
|
|
his chin, and whether or not that bothered him... Nikki hunkered down
|
|
next to Zoe.
|
|
|
|
"I think I'm gonna hit the sack," Jeannie said, rotating her shoulder,
|
|
feeling it with her hand, making a grimace.
|
|
|
|
"Still hurts?" Linda asked, still standing, just a couple of feet away
|
|
from Jeannie.
|
|
|
|
"Hmm mmm," Jeannie acquiesced.
|
|
|
|
"Maybe you should go with Jeannie," Nikki said, looking at Linda.
|
|
"Jeannie can sleep in my bed tonight... If she needs a massage you'll be
|
|
right next to her. I'll keep Zoe company... Right, Zoe?"
|
|
|
|
"Hmm mmm," Zoe's turn to agree.
|
|
|
|
"We'll be ok," Nikki assured her hesitating sisters. "Just go... Or do
|
|
we have to drag you two upstairs?"
|
|
|
|
Linda smiled... Nikki's words sounded so strange, though. Nikki was
|
|
literally pushing her into Jeannie's arms, Linda realized. Her
|
|
beautiful, large-hearted sister understood the burning desire Jeannie
|
|
felt for her, Linda, sister, lover...
|
|
|
|
Lover?... What a strange word to describe what they were to each
|
|
other...
|
|
|
|
Linda climbed the stairs behind Jeannie. Jeannie stopped by the room she
|
|
shared with Zoe.
|
|
|
|
"You don't wanna come?" Linda asked her.
|
|
|
|
"To your room?"
|
|
|
|
"Yes."
|
|
|
|
"Do you want that?..."
|
|
|
|
"Only if you want to."
|
|
|
|
"I do."
|
|
|
|
"Ok, I'll give you a massage to your shoulder..."
|
|
|
|
Jeannie nodded, her body turning into flames inside. Her legs were
|
|
failing her... Was this the moment she had waited for all her life? Was
|
|
tonight the night? She'd had so many letdowns... Life is hard... Life
|
|
isn't easy... She tried to convince herself this was just a promise of a
|
|
simple massage. Jeannie shook her head... She didn't want to think about
|
|
it... It'd be another letdown...
|
|
|
|
Self-consciously Jeannie changed into her pajamas after washing her face
|
|
in Linda's bathroom. It was the first time she did that in front of her
|
|
Big Sis. It felt like they were bride and groom on their first, awkward
|
|
night together. Maybe they were... Jeannie shook her head again, driving
|
|
away that crazy daydreaming. She was getting carried away... but close
|
|
quarters with Big Sis was such an intoxicating experience now.
|
|
|
|
"Ready?" Linda asked, smiling at her sister's reflection in the mirror.
|
|
She spread her night cream all over her face.
|
|
|
|
"What's this stuff?" Jeannie queried, examining the cream bowl.
|
|
|
|
"It hydrates your skin... Beach dries it up... Want some?"
|
|
|
|
"Does it tickle?"
|
|
|
|
"No," Linda chuckled, "but I do."
|
|
|
|
Jeannie let out a short-lived shriek of delight when Linda did tickle
|
|
her ribcage. Jeannie ran to Nikki's bed, giggling. Nikki's bed was hers
|
|
tonight... She was going to sleep next to Linda... 'This must be a
|
|
dream,' she decided. 'This can't be real...'
|
|
|
|
Linda walked toward her, the cream bowl in her hand. "Ok, just lie back
|
|
and close your eyes. I'll start with your face."
|
|
|
|
Jeannie obeyed, realizing how unusually warm her body was. She waited
|
|
for the contact... the supreme moment... Linda's hands touched her,
|
|
finally, producing an unending, delicious trembling... It was more than
|
|
a sexual feeling now... It seemed as though her body was floating on
|
|
air, leaving this earth, full of disappointments and misery... Only
|
|
Linda was able to do that... Linda was a goddess... the river nymph...
|
|
spreading a magical ointment that cooled down her flushed face and made
|
|
her relax. She wanted to kiss her... She wanted Linda to kiss her... But
|
|
the kiss never came. She opened her eyes.
|
|
|
|
"Feeling good?" Linda said, smiling down at her.
|
|
|
|
Jeannie nodded. She couldn't talk.
|
|
|
|
"Now, your shoulder... You've got to take your pajamas off, Jeannie. I
|
|
mean, only the top..."
|
|
|
|
"Ok," Jeannie said, straightening herself up on the bed. She looked
|
|
down, avoiding Linda's stare. Linda helped her out of the pajamas top.
|
|
Redfaced Jeannie faced her sister, hiding her own breasts behind her
|
|
arms.
|
|
|
|
"What?"
|
|
|
|
"They're so small."
|
|
|
|
"No, they aren't... They're beautiful... just like you."
|
|
|
|
"Yours are bigger..."
|
|
|
|
Linda laughed. "Hey, young lady... This ain't a contest for big boobs,
|
|
all right?" Jeannie laughed back, nervously. Then Linda added, "And by
|
|
the way that's nothing I haven't seen before. Just relax, girl. Lie
|
|
down... on your stomach."
|
|
|
|
Linda brushed Jeannie's long golden tresses away from her slender back.
|
|
She applied the massage oil Mom kept in her closet on Jeannie's arms and
|
|
shoulder blades. With care she spread it slowly, very slowly, all over
|
|
her sister's back, concentrating the massage more and more on the
|
|
injured shoulder. She smiled to herself, watching Jeannie's eyelids
|
|
close, her sister's body get less and less taut. Linda felt happy, in
|
|
spite of the ghastly events that had taken place that afternoon. She was
|
|
reassuring Jeannie, making her feel loved... sex aside... When she was
|
|
done with Jeannie, her sister didn't move... Linda realized Jeannie had
|
|
fallen asleep. Linda covered her with the sheets, making an all-out
|
|
effort to prevent any sudden movement that could wake her sister up.
|
|
|
|
She turned off the lights, sighing... 'Better this way...' she thought.
|
|
They didn't have to sleep together... Maybe that'd be a bad call... for
|
|
both of them...
|
|
|
|
|
|
Part Eleven - To die for
|
|
--------------
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|
|
|
Jeannie's eyes flickered open. She turned over, her elbow supporting her
|
|
weight. She brushed her hair off her eyes and mouth. She felt so
|
|
terribly tired. Beach was wearing her down, as Linda had said. Jeannie
|
|
raised her eyes and stared at her sister, and sighed... Straining
|
|
herself to recover from her somnolence, she dragged herself out of bed.
|
|
It was 7 am and the first sun rays wrestled with the darkness in the
|
|
sky... The birds sang on the neighboring trees, enjoying the few hours
|
|
of freedom in the park below... No humans around to spoil their
|
|
happiness...
|
|
|
|
She went to the bathroom and stopped in front of the mirror, examining
|
|
her own tired-out features. With a movement of her head, she threw her
|
|
hair back and away from her face. She still looked pale... She scanned
|
|
her skin for pimples, a daily habit that drove her twin sister crazy.
|
|
Zoe couldn't understand her obsession with skin care, Jeannie
|
|
remembered. Zoe'd storm out of the bathroom every time she insisted her
|
|
twin ought to do the same.
|
|
|
|
Jeannie drank water from the faucet, and traipsed back to her bed.
|
|
Before she could sit down on it, she looked down at Linda... Big Sis was
|
|
still sleeping... Jeannie realized Linda wasn't wearing her T-shirt. The
|
|
whiteness of the sheets set off the golden tan of Linda's naked
|
|
shoulders and arms. Linda's long curls were spread out on the pillow,
|
|
gold against white all over... Jeannie followed her sister's curves
|
|
under the sheets... She could guess Linda's breasts, raising and
|
|
falling, yielding to the steady breathing of a beautiful body of a even
|
|
more beautiful person... Her sister... Her gorgeous, amazing Big Sis...
|
|
|
|
Jeannie kept staring at Linda. She couldn't look away... She just
|
|
couldn't. A knot began to materialize in her throat... And the need, the
|
|
crave for Linda came to the surface, making her shudder... Her breathing
|
|
was getting heavier again, and swallowing was almost impossible... Every
|
|
breath she took seemed like a sigh... Her mouth was as dry as a
|
|
desert... a desert without a soul, water...
|
|
|
|
"Oh God..." Jeannie muttered, this time looking away. A sudden urge to
|
|
cry came over her. In no time tears filled up her eyes and began to run
|
|
down her cheeks. That same crushing despair she had felt at the mall had
|
|
returned... She was unable to understand it... And that scared her...
|
|
Sometimes she had the impression she was going to flip out. "Oh Sis...
|
|
Linda..."
|
|
|
|
But Linda didn't wake up. Her chest maintained the same steady rhythm.
|
|
Jeannie stared at Linda's face, so peaceful, like an angel's, her
|
|
angel...
|
|
|
|
"Linda, please..." Jeannie begged in a whisper. "Please, Linda... wake
|
|
up. I need you... I need you so much... Please... Please..."
|
|
|
|
Jeannie's quivering became more apparent. And this time she could not
|
|
help it. She began to sob... Only then Linda woke up, sitting up on her
|
|
bed with a start.
|
|
|
|
"Jeannie... what happened?" Linda asked. With a spring she got up and
|
|
pulled Jeannie into her arms. "Jeannie... for chrissakes...what's the
|
|
matter?" But the sobbing wouldn't go away. Jeannie looked so
|
|
inconsolable. "Come here, then," Linda said, taking her little sister to
|
|
her bed. "Lie down with me. We'll stay here all day if you want to..."
|
|
And once in bed, Linda cradled Jeannie close, kissing her forehead, her
|
|
eyes, shushing her. Jeannie drew even closer, pressing herself to Linda,
|
|
her arms taking hold of Linda's waist. "Jeannie... Jeannie..."
|
|
|
|
Jeannie stared at Linda... at Linda's green eyes... They were like two
|
|
green magnets, emeralds...
|
|
|
|
"Linda," she sniffled.
|
|
|
|
"Yes?"
|
|
|
|
"Linda..." Jeannie repeated. "Linda..."
|
|
|
|
"Yes, baby... What?"
|
|
|
|
"Please..."
|
|
|
|
And with that please, Linda understood how deeply Jeannie had fallen in
|
|
love with her. And that was somewhat scary... Not even Nikki seemed to
|
|
be that intense...
|
|
|
|
"Please, Linda... Please... I beg you..." Taking matters into her own
|
|
hands, Jeannie kissed the corner of Linda's mouth, crushing her own body
|
|
against her sister's. But those green eyes hesitated still. "Please,
|
|
Linda... Please, or I'll die... Please... Kiss me... Kiss me... is all I
|
|
ask."
|
|
|
|
Slowly Linda's lips closed down on Jeannie's. Linda could not resist
|
|
Jeannie's mind-blowing intensity anymore. Then the kiss happened, very
|
|
slowly, as though they were kissing in slow motion. It was a feverish,
|
|
intense kiss... so intense they shook at the same time, out of breath.
|
|
|
|
Making love with Jeannie felt so different, Linda thought. With Nikki
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she was able to laugh sometimes. With Jeannie, that wouldn't be
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possible. The intensity of Jeannie's look demanded seriousness, and
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knowing that someone could love her that much excited in a strange way.
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Linda didn't understand how and why... She chose to stop thinking...
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Jeannie was waiting.
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Linda kissed Jeannie, this time passionately, and Jeannie melted in her
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arms, closing her eyes, dying with little spasms, so intense the kiss
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had become.
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"Linda..." Jeannie breathed out, her eyelids shut still. "Linda...
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Linda..." she kept repeating, her voice trailing off, while Linda kissed
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her breasts over her pajamas top, then her stomach, uncovering it.
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Linda's lips and tongue in her belly button, going up, forcing her
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pajamas up, generating more sweet trembling...
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Desire grew, Linda noticed... and that was good... Desire made Jeannie
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come down to earth, soothed the pain, kept her away from that intense
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despair... Because of it, Linda was impatient, her mouth going down to
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Jeannie's pussy, licking her sister's panties, almost without any
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foreplay. Linda worried about it... Ain't nice to rush things,
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considering it was Jeannie's first time with her. But what Linda didn't
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know was that that didn't matter to Jeannie. Nothing mattered... Only
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being with her big sis mattered...
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Linda made Jeannie get rid of her panties, and without delay Big Sis
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began to lick her down there, so far away from Jeannie's arms. Linda bit
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her sister's inner thighs, lightly... Jeannie blenched a bit, surprised,
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but it felt nice... Her pussy was so wet... Jeannie could feel her own
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wetness oozing out of her cunt... It was so sweet... and crazy at the
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same time... And Linda kept her licking there, causing shivers, endless
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shivers...
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"Uuhhmmm... Linda... Linda... Love you... I love you..." Jeannie
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whispered, playing with her sister's hair, brushing it with her fingers,
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while desire kept growing... and growing... "Oh Linda!" she screamed,
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her body arching up. Linda had bitten her once more, making her juices
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flow and flow. She opened her eyes and saw how damp her sister's face
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was... Linda's face was intent on giving her pleasure... There wasn't a
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smile in that face...
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'I'm dying,' Jeannie thought. 'I must be dying...' She pushed Linda's
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face against her pussy. It was time to increase the pressure and the
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rhythm. Jeannie rose her legs and pressed them together... and she
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almost fainted when she felt Linda's tongue inside her... And further
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inside it slid, touching her clit, lightly, with utmost care... Jeannie
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lowered her legs... That position was too tiring... She was weak... Her
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sister made her weaker and weaker...
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Jeannie felt a small orgasm coming... Linda was coming nearer and nearer
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Jeannie's clit with her tongue. Jeannie shut her eyes again, feeling one
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wave and then other... Pleasure was coming...
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"Oooohhh..." Jeannie moaned. "Gawd... Linda... No... Yes... Yes...
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YEEEESSSS!!!!" It was a hiss, following the most incredible wave of
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pleasure... The orgasm was about to happen but not yet... Linda kept
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teasing Jeannie's clit, inserting her tongue up Jeannie's cunt, licking
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the soaking walls of it. "Linda, I'm dying... I'm dying..."
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Then the orgasm came, Jeannie's body shuddered from head to toe, and she
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lay still, as though she had indeed died. But she was alive, very
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alive... Her heart thundered in her chest, her body was on fire,
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demanding for more. A second wave happened, and then another orgasm,
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Linda's tongue inside her, keeping on licking her, Linda's lips sucking
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her juices, kissing her down there, softly, tenderly.
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Linda was her angel that made her float on air. It felt as though they
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were floating and floating above the bed, the sky, the trees outside...
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It was morning now...
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"It's enough, Linda," Jeannie's said, pulling her sister up and into her
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arms.
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They kissed for a very long time, Jeannie's hand slipping in between
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their hot bodies, fumbling for Linda's sex. Jeannie wanted to make her
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sister cum while kissing. Linda helped her, putting Jeannie's hand in
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the right position. Another kiss, deep-felt kiss, and a hand touching
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Linda's pussy, clit...
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"Baby... Jeannie... That's right... That's it... Go on... Please...
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Gawd... JEANNIE... YES... Yes...Uuuuhhhmmm... You're so good... to
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me..."
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And they kissed once more, Jeannie tasting her own juices in Linda's
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mouth... It was delicious to see Linda like this, Jeannie concluded, so
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close to the ecstatic moment, her moment... to feel her pussy pulsating
|
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around slippery hands and invading fingers, covered with Linda's and her
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own juices... It was to die for...
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Linda came finally, letting out a whispered groan of intense pleasure,
|
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rolling her eyes and breathing out deeply. Seeing this, Jeannie's joy
|
|
had no end. She had succeeded in making Big Sis cum. Not even in her
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wildest dreams she had imagined that. She loved her... Yes, it was
|
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really to die for...
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They made love all morning, caressing, feeling their breasts against
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each other's bodies... Jeannie couldn't stop touching those mounds of
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soft, round flesh... Linda's and her own... She sucked Linda's nipples,
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one after the other and then back to the first, exciting her sister
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closer and closer to yet another orgasm.
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|
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"I love you," Jeannie whispered.
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|
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"I love *you*," it was the answer spoken by a hoarse voice. Then only
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silence, and a long moan... Linda's pleasure, produced by Jeannie's lips
|
|
on those nice breasts... It had happened again.
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Part Twelve - Breakdown
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--------------
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Linda sneaked out the bed as silently as possible. Jeannie was sleeping
|
|
now, spent by their intense lovemaking. It felt odd to make love with
|
|
Jeannie... Her youngest sister's love was so absolutely breathtaking...
|
|
The intensity of her gaze and feelings were something that she, Linda,
|
|
had never experienced, not even with Nikki. It'd been like a religious
|
|
experience... It had been more than sex... There was a time it felt like
|
|
their souls were merging into one...
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|
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|
Linda slipped her T-shirt and her panties on. Linda breathed out deeply
|
|
as she reached the stairs, remembering something she'd heard about
|
|
out-of-body experiences... Maybe she was going crazy... Linda shook her
|
|
head, finding herself in the living room. She heard voices... Zoe and
|
|
Nikki and someone else were outside in the backyard. She hesitated about
|
|
joining her sisters without any pants on... Linda peeked out the window,
|
|
hiding behind the drawn drapes. A man was talking to her sisters. He was
|
|
middle-aged; white hair, and a large forehead with a receding hairline
|
|
dominated his pudgy features... He wore a weathered tweed jacket and
|
|
smoked a cigar... She had never seen him. She stopped by the open
|
|
backdoor and listened...
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|
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"So, you sure?" the stranger said.
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"Yes," Zoe replied.
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|
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"And you'd better be going, mister," Nikki added, "or I'll call the
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|
cops..."
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|
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|
"Ok, ok... Take it easy, kids... I'm leaving..." Saying this, he made a
|
|
slow turn and lumbered down the driveway.
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|
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|
"Hi, Linda," Nikki greeted, watching her sister coming over.
|
|
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|
"Hi... Who's that guy? What did he want?"
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|
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|
"He was asking questions..." Nikki said, stealing a glance at Zoe.
|
|
|
|
"What kind of questions?"
|
|
|
|
"He said he was a reporter... and was writing a story about Dad... He
|
|
wanted to know things about us... Mom... Dad... The kidnapping, and..."
|
|
|
|
"And what?"
|
|
|
|
"How our kidnapper died..."
|
|
|
|
"And what did you say?"
|
|
|
|
"We didn't say anything, Linda," Zoe intervened. "We said if he wanted
|
|
to write a piece about Dad he should talk to him..."
|
|
|
|
"And what else?"
|
|
|
|
"Linda," Nikki said, holding her sister's trembling hands, "there's
|
|
nothing to worry about... We didn't tell him anything... We just said he
|
|
was trespassing... He had no right to come barging in to our backyard...
|
|
Honest."
|
|
|
|
Linda sighed, freeing one hand and tossing her hair over her shoulder
|
|
with it. She sat down on a lawn chair, still shaking.
|
|
|
|
"Linda," Nikki asked, kneeling down beside Linda's chair, "why are you
|
|
so upset?"
|
|
|
|
"Because he might've followed us, Nikki... Because he might've taken
|
|
pictures, when you and I were making love... on the beach..."
|
|
|
|
"He didn't mention any pictures... Linda, why worry? I don't care if
|
|
he's got pictures of us making out... Sometimes I wish..."
|
|
|
|
"What?" Linda said, her eyes meeting Nikki's, which had gained sudden
|
|
aloofness.
|
|
|
|
Nikki shook her head.
|
|
|
|
"What, Nikki?"
|
|
|
|
"Nothing..."
|
|
|
|
"Please, don't do this to me... Tell me..."
|
|
|
|
"It's not possible, Linda... So why should I say it aloud? It's not
|
|
possible."
|
|
|
|
"What?"
|
|
|
|
"It is ridiculous..."
|
|
|
|
"Let me be the judge of that."
|
|
|
|
"You're going to laugh at me."
|
|
|
|
"No, I won't. You should know me better than that..."
|
|
|
|
"Ok... I wish... Sometimes I wish I could marry you... So, it's out...
|
|
Now you can laugh..."
|
|
|
|
Before the words could sink in Nikki got to her feet and ran back into
|
|
the house, leaving Linda there in the backyard, with a stupefied look on
|
|
her face. Linda raised her eyes, her heart pounding like a mad man in
|
|
her chest. She stared at Zoe but her sister didn't move. Zoe looked
|
|
down, averting her eyes... Things were getting out of control, Linda
|
|
thought, unable to prevent her hands from shaking... Feelings were
|
|
running ahead their heads once more... Maybe Nikki was right when she
|
|
said all that was fucking up their brains...
|
|
|
|
And the pain came back... The scream was inside her again... Zoe came
|
|
closer.
|
|
|
|
"Linda..." she said, kneeling at her sister's feet, taking hold of her
|
|
hands. "Linda, I know it's hard... but it's been hard on all of us...
|
|
Nikki needs you... Jeannie needs you... We all need you. If you break
|
|
down now... I don't know what's going to happen to us... I don't know
|
|
many things.. but I do know this... You've got to be strong...
|
|
Please..."
|
|
|
|
Despite her low spirits, Linda raised a fleeting smile. "So wise now...
|
|
What ever happened to you?"
|
|
|
|
"I've already told you... When I saw Jeannie lying up there, bleeding to
|
|
death, and then in the hospital... I realized how stupid our quarrels
|
|
were... how petty human minds can be... I was losing her... and I swore
|
|
I was not going to let it happen again... EVER!!!!"
|
|
|
|
"You're right, Zoe," Linda said, trying to get up. Zoe reached out for
|
|
her, helping her to stand up. "I feel so weak..." And the moment Linda
|
|
said it, her legs gave up, her eyes went blank, and her body fell on the
|
|
lawn with a thump...
|
|
|
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|
Part Thirteen - Distance
|
|
----------------
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|
|
|
Linda moseyed along the beach, making a compromise between not getting
|
|
her cut-off jeans wet and feeling the sea water swirl around her feet,
|
|
stroking them gently, like a self-effacing, attentive lover... She went
|
|
for a spin, making sure nobody was following her. She felt lonely but
|
|
she needed that loneliness in order to survive. It'd been two weeks now
|
|
since her nervous breakdown... She needed distance from Mom and Dad,
|
|
even from Nikki... and particularly from Jeannie...
|
|
|
|
Jeannie's intense love touched Linda too deep and to a point she thought
|
|
she'd go crazy... Linda hadn't discussed that with Dr. Mansfield -- Dad
|
|
had insisted she see a therapist -- but by now that dark-haired,
|
|
attractive young woman was cognizant of the goings-on concerning her
|
|
sisters Nikki and Jeannie and herself... Linda'd never mentioned the
|
|
twins had slept together, however... She didn't want to give the
|
|
therapist the impression the McDougall's household had turned into a big
|
|
orgy...
|
|
|
|
Linda walked up to a dune and away from the waves. Again she scrutinized
|
|
the beach for other people. She sighed and let herself fall on the sand,
|
|
enjoying its warmth... The thought that Nikki or Jeannie could show up
|
|
uninvited at the summer house scared her sometimes. Linda didn't hate
|
|
them... No, on the contrary... She still loved them very much... but at
|
|
that moment she just couldn't handle the awesome amount of love her
|
|
sisters lavished upon her -- or so she thought.
|
|
|
|
To Linda's surprise and relief, Emma -- Dr. Mansfield's given name --,
|
|
had been far from being judgmental. The therapist'd been understanding
|
|
although to a certain extent... Emma had stated several times she didn't
|
|
condone what was happening between Linda and her sisters... Incest can
|
|
be a devastating experience, she'd contended...
|
|
|
|
Sometimes Linda would smile to herself, though... Emma's brown eyes'd
|
|
shimmer from time to time. It seemed as though that Emma found that
|
|
subject *too* interesting. She'd ask details about seductions and
|
|
lovemaking... Linda couldn't figure out why a therapist'd be interested
|
|
in that, unless... In spite of Emma's curiosity, the therapist had
|
|
helped Linda enormously. Linda's oppressive guilt was on the wane now,
|
|
although she'd have her occasional nightmares about the redneck, the
|
|
shotgun, and Jeannie lying on the ground, bleeding and crying for
|
|
help...
|
|
|
|
Linda played with the sand, grabbing a handful of it and then letting it
|
|
trickle down between her fingers, as though her hand had become a
|
|
hourglass, time passing by and never coming back... She squinted at the
|
|
waves... She was bored. She missed Nikki... her sister's love... her
|
|
unconditional love... 'Nikki must hate me,' she thought. 'I ran away
|
|
from her...' And for the first time Linda was afraid of losing what she
|
|
had with Nikki... It had never occurred to her that Nikki might stop
|
|
loving her. All Linda's relationships ended by her initiative. Leaving
|
|
instead of being dumped was the rule rather than the exception.
|
|
|
|
Linda returned to the summer house, ignoring the staring and the head
|
|
turning she usually caused on the streets. Alone, without her sisters,
|
|
that seduction game had no point, no glamor, no thrill... She realized
|
|
all that hype about the promenade, and guys, and teasing, and flirting,
|
|
had been just an excuse to talk about sex, love, with her sisters... The
|
|
seduction game was not about the boys... The seduction game was about
|
|
the girls... her sisters...
|
|
|
|
Tapping nervously on the keys of the wireless phone, Linda dialed Mom
|
|
and Dad's number.
|
|
|
|
"McDougall's residence..." Linda heard from the other end of the line.
|
|
|
|
"Hi, Mom."
|
|
|
|
"Hi, Linda... I'm surprised you called..."
|
|
|
|
"I think I wanna come home..."
|
|
|
|
"So soon? Did you discuss that with Dr. Mansfield?"
|
|
|
|
"No... Do I have to?"
|
|
|
|
"No. Do you think it's wise? After all, we all know why you collapsed on
|
|
the backyard..."
|
|
|
|
"Do we, Mom?" A long silence followed. Linda was getting annoyed with
|
|
Mom's nagging tone of voice. Taking her chances, Linda asked, "Is Nikki
|
|
home?"
|
|
|
|
"No, she's gone out with Lana and Jack... Why?"
|
|
|
|
"I wanna talk to her."
|
|
|
|
Silence again, interrupted only by static and far away noises. Linda
|
|
heard a female voice talking to Mom. It was Nikki's...
|
|
|
|
"Hi, Linda," Nikki greeted her. Her sister's voice sounded as eager as
|
|
before. Probably there was still hope for them... "How are you? Are you
|
|
feeling better? I was so worried..."
|
|
|
|
"How's Lana... and Jack?"
|
|
|
|
"Oh, they're ok. Still much in love with each other... Lana's a good
|
|
friend. She sends her love..."
|
|
|
|
"Did you talk about--"
|
|
|
|
"--us? No... I didn't tell a soul... and I never will..." There was a
|
|
pause, then a sigh. "I miss you."
|
|
|
|
Linda's heart jolted... Were they telepaths? "I miss *you*," Linda
|
|
replied.
|
|
|
|
"Why don't you come home then?"
|
|
|
|
"I've already told Mom I was coming. She didn't seem happy about it but
|
|
I don't care... How are the twins? Are they ok?"
|
|
|
|
"Yes... Zoe's changed a lot... The twins don't fight anymore... Zoe's
|
|
more or less become like you... I'm impressed."
|
|
|
|
"Life and death does that, Nikki... I'm happy for them... Ok, I'm gonna
|
|
hang up. Give me an hour and I'll be home."
|
|
|
|
"Ok, I'll be waiting... Be careful... I don't want to lose you now..."
|
|
|
|
Linda smiled. "You won't."
|
|
|
|
------ ******** ------
|
|
|
|
Linda's eyes could not believe it... A quiver rushed down her spine...
|
|
It was a quiver out of fear... Her legs became taut. She hit the brakes
|
|
just in time to prevent a photographer from ending up under the wheels
|
|
of her Jeep. What the hell was happening? Why was the press crowding the
|
|
gate of her house? Two cops let her through, receiving orders from a
|
|
walkie-talkie to do so.
|
|
|
|
The journalists were screaming something like murder... arrest... Fred
|
|
McDougall... Her father's name.
|
|
|
|
Dad? Murdered? That didn't make sense. She'd just talked to Mom and
|
|
Nikki an hour ago...
|
|
|
|
Linda was escorted in by a detective who promptly identified himself as
|
|
the man in charge. He put his bulky arm around her, maybe bracing her
|
|
for the worst. She walked in the living room and found Mom crying, Dad
|
|
standing still beside her. His hair was mussed up, his face serious and
|
|
tired... He wore no tie, no jacket... The cuff links unfastened...
|
|
|
|
What was the meaning of all this? Who'd been murdered? If not Dad, then
|
|
who? Nikki??? The twins??? No, that couldn't be true... Or could it?...
|
|
Linda stared at her father's eyes but he looked away... Linda's heart
|
|
sank... She just couldn't believe it...
|
|
|
|
The cruellest thought crossed her mind... Had Dad killed them?... No...
|
|
NO!!!! It didn't make any sense... It didn't... That couldn't be
|
|
true... It just couldn't...
|
|
|
|
THE END?
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