Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 91

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"Gloria," Candy said, "Jayda's on the phone."

"Tell her I'm sleeping...please," Gloria said.

"What am I, your secretary?"

"If I had my own phone you wouldn't have to-"

"Don't start, Candy said.

"But mom," Gloria whined, 'Evan and Deana-

"Had to wait, too. What would they think if you got to have a phone before they were allowed?"

"Deana would be happy for me. Evan, he could care less about a phone. Forgets his half the time anyway."

"You want to talk to Jayda or not?" Candy asked.

Gloria sighed. "No, not now."

After Candy relayed Gloria's message she went back to her daughter's room. "You ready to tell me what happened?"

Gloria said, "No," without looking up from the floor.

Candy sat down on her bed. "Sit, and tell me."

"Mom, it's no big deal."

"Good, then it won't take long to tell me."

Gloria plopped down sideways on a chair, facing her mother, but stared at her legs without saying anything.

"Honey, what happened? You and Jayda have a fight?"

"No, not really," Gloria said.

Candy knew Gloria was about to spill the beans, she always did. "Go on, tell me why you came home mad."

"All Jayda wanted to do was talk about Evan. She kept bringing him up, acting like she had a thing with him just because he rubbed lotion on her. She's so stupid."

"You know your brother isn't interested in younger girls."

"Still, I don't want to listen to her going on and on about how cute he is and what a great massage he gives."

"I'm pretty sure one day you'll have an opportunity to have a crush on someone's brother, so don't be too hard on Jayda."

"Only if I get some friends with cute brothers, and if dad would let me spend the night at my friend's house when they have a brother."

Parents had to be an allied front, or there would be chaos and confusion, and they would lose respect. That's what John told her. Candy tried never to go against something he said because that would lead to the kids getting in trouble and a fight. It was easier just to stand behind him and uphold his rules.

"Honey, you can spend the night at any of your friend's houses." It was scary to hear herself going against her husband, but the look on her daughter's face made it worth the risk. Defiance was dangerous, yet empowering.

'Thanks, Mom, Gloria said.

"Be nice to Jayda, you know Evan isn't interested in girls her age, so she'll be crushed at some point. Don't make it worse for her."

"I'm her age, Morn, and it's not like we're kids or something."

"No, you aren't, but when boys get to be your brother's age, they have an image to uphold. They worry about how things might look to their friends. You'll see, when you're Deana's age, you won't be interested in the freshman boys."

"That's stupid," Gloria said. "I think if you love somebody, it shouldn't matter what the age difference is."

She couldn't help smiling at Gloria. Her daughter had a crush on Evan, just like she'd had a crush on her older brother, Bobby. Shouldn't she put an end to it? "You're probably right, but that's not the way it works,"

Candy said, "Call Jayda in the morning. Good night."

Evan had just ended his call with Jason, and he was mad. Of course it was misplaced anger, but he wasn't willing to admit he was pissed at himself. Nobody had been home, except her. What if Candy really had been waiting for him? Then, what happened outside the bathroom door could have ended different. Instead of her laughing and saying she made her point, she would have taken him up to his room and made love to him.

That's insane, she's a woman, a grown up, and your mother. So is Miss Tonya, and even though she isn't my mother, she is Jayda's mother, and she's older than Candy. He was closer to Candy's age than his father was. He knew he'd treat her better, love her more, hold her and never let go. That meant, if his father hadn't married

her, he'd have a better shot with her than his father would.

Of course he knew he was trying to justify his feelings, but he thought about the day he helped her peel potatoes, anyway. His mother had been in the kitchen, potentially waiting for him, without a bra. They shared an intimate moment while his arms rubbed her breasts and his cock touched her back. Had she expected him to follow her to her room? He shuddered and shook the thought off. Had one braless phenomenon tipped the first domino, triggering weeks of cascading delusion?

It had been like the rushing tumble of thousands of dominoes, the unexpected, unbelievable and outrageous circumstances had raced ahead of his ability to make logical decisions. How much of this had he manufactured in his mind?

Evan wished Deana was home. He wouldn't tell her what happened outside the bathroom door, that was his secret with Candy, but they needed to talk, needed to resolve the tension between them. Plus, having her there would make him stop imagining what she was doing with Rebecca. They probably weren't really lovers doing

the things he thought up, but he was still jealous. Although, that was something else he'd never admit to anyone, not even himself.

He stripped, got under the covers and pulled his long pillow on top of him. He hugged it, pretending it was one of the women he was in love with.

Rebecca sat up in bed, turned towards Deana and said, "Are you serious? I thought-"

"I know, know, it's kind of like your plan A, but I know Evan better than you," Deana said.

"I'm sure you do."

"I still can't believe I'm talking to you about this."

"Feels good not keeping it a secret, doesn't it?"

Deana shrugged. "Yeah, I feel better not keeping it a secret from you, but it still scares the shit out of me to even be contemplating this... ah, this-I can't even say it. What's going to happen to me when it's actually happening?"

"Hmm, not sure," Rebecca said, "but hearing you tell your mother we were having a foursome, and now hearing your plan C, makes me think I've finally completely corrupted you."