Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 7

"Yeah, so," he said.

"It reminds me of when we were kids," she said. "Anyway, I thought you might be upset that dad said no about racing, again."

"I am. I don't get him. Cindy races, but I can't?"

Deana crossed her feet and wiggled her toes. "Cindy is his niece and..." She trailed off and put her hands in the small of her back. "I don't know. You know how he is."

"Phew, don't I." He flopped backwards onto the couch. "Dee, get a bigger towel, or why not wear a robe."

"Yeah, I know," she said, and sat next to him, "You sound like dad. It's no big deal. Who cares anyway?"

He looked at her folded leg and realized how close he was to seeing her goodies. "Well, I don't," he lied, "but dad would kill you if he caught you down here with me...in that."

Deana furrowed her brows. "Well imagine he'd seen us when we were kids, when Candy was the babysitter and she'd let us go naked if we wanted to."

"He'd have a heart attack if he knew what she let us get away with," he said. "Those were the days, the good ole days. You got me thinking about them today."

"I bet you wish she'd still go without a bra, in those skimpy shorts and tank-tops.

"Deana," he said, "she's our mother...now."

"Yeah, like that changes how hot she is, Deana sald.

"What's wrong with you?" he said.

"I ask myself that all the time," she said. "Suppose she wasn't our step-mom?"

"She is, so there's really no point in supposing."

"You have no imagination."

"I guess not," he said. "You always were the one who came up with things to get us in trouble, You know, we did some weird stuff. I haven't thought about it for years, but it was strange. How did we even know about those things?"

"It was just normal kid stuff, exploring," she said. "We'll laugh about it when we're old."

"Glad we grew out of it," he said. "You better go upstairs before you get us in trouble, again." He watched her until she was halfway up the stairs. "You have nice legs."

"Thanks," Deana sald, with a giggle.

After a long night of odd dreams and ceiling staring, Evan yawned his way through morning classes, and finally it was lunch time.

"What's going on," Jason said, and sat down at the lunch table across from him. "Why you sittin' way over here in the corner?"

"Privacy, why else, Evan said.

"Whoa," Jason said. "We're good friends, but not that good."

"Shut up!" Evan said.

'Just wanted to be sure. I know how desperate you are, Jason said. "So, what is it? Did you make progress with the Redhead?"

'Ah, not really, but will, Evan said. He wasn't concerned about Darlene, it was the underwear thing, but he wasn't sure how to start a conversation about jerking off in his sister's panties. He'd have to feel Jason out. "What's the most twisted thing you've ever done? Is it that thing we never talk about, or something more twisted?"

Jason's head turned like he expected to see somebody with a video camera. "We shouldn't even mention that there is a thing that we don't talk about."

'Of course." Evan knew his friend well enough to suspect he had done something worse than the thing they didn't mention. "Let me ask you something then, but it has to be between us, and only us."

"Say no more, I'm a vault of secrecy." Jason pulled an imaginary zipper across his lips.

"Would you ever sniff a girl's panties?" Evan asked.

Jason smirked. "What do you think?"