Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 166

"I was scared...scared for Gloria and-"

"It's okay, I understand, and I'm sorry I never called you. It's a long story, but when I got to California, well, things weren't that good. 1 got caught up in things, things I wasn't proud of. I knew you were still with him, I checked, so there wasn't anything I could do, anyway."

Her sister wouldn't even say John's name. "Why do you hate him so much? Is that why you didn't come to the house or give me your number?"

"Let's not talk about that now." Sally grasped Candy's shoulders, and suddenly she felt twelve years old again. Her big sister sat her down effortlessly. "I missed you." Sally unhooked her slacks and pulled the zipper down. "Baby girl, I never stopped missing you or thinking about you. Look."

Candy looked at the seventy dollar Victoria Secret panties, then turned her eyes up. Sally lowered the black lace and shoved her groin forward. A red heart was tattooed where Candy expected to see Sally's fiery, bush. Tears filled her eyes. She reached out and traced the letters, Candy, then wrapped her arms around Sally's massive ass and laid her face against her sister's stomach. Sally put her hands on Candy's head and stroked her hair. "Sally, oh, Sally, I never stopped missing you. I thought you left me. I thought you hated me."

"No, never, Sally said. "I never stopped loving you. I never will, but once I got on my feet out West-Well, I kept up with you. I had people checking on you. I didn't leave you, but I couldn't stay here. No, there was no way I could stay here."

Sally sat next to her and Candy laid her head on her big sister. They remained silent for a long time, Sally holding her like she was a child. Candy wanted to be a child again, wanted a chance to make her life turn out different.

After blowing her nose and having a glass of water, Candy wanted to start asking a hundred questions, but instead, she spent a long time telling her sister about the kids and how great everything was. "Gloria is beautiful." She looked at Sally's chest and grinned. "She definitely got our genes. Evan, he's a fine young man. A very handsome young man and Deana is just like Sandra. She's beautiful and all those other things I'm sure you remember about Sandy.

Candy continued talking until her throat was dry. When she

reached for her drink, it was Sally's turn. "That's great, Candy, really,

I'm glad they're all doing so well. What about you? Are you having any fun? What do you do for entertainment? I can't imagine you-"

"Hey, I'm not like that anymore. I'm married; you know how it is when you're married."

"Candy, are you happy? Is he-Are things good?"

Candy stared at Sally's face and replayed her words. Sally's expression was familiar. Candy had seen it whenever they talked about John. The message it conveyed was clear, right?

The years between their last conversation vanished. Candy could imagine being a kid again, listening to her big sister, the person she idolized and loved more than anybody. Candy had always filtered Sally's words through what she hoped to be true, thinking her sister didn't like John because she was jealous. After all, Sally had been the babysitter before Candy.

Now that Candy had more truth, Sally's message became clear, and Candy heard her sister's loving concern and fear for her little sister's safety. "Yes, fine, I'm fine. Everything is good," Candy said.

"Baby girl, we're sisters, we're still sisters, we never keep secrets. Remember?"

"No, really, I'm fine." Candy lied.

That was a threesome, Evan thought. He was getting a hand job from Deana while she watched him finger fuck Rebecca. Even if one person didn't know about the other two, that was still three. Jason would be blown away if Evan could tell him. He considered lying, putting someone else in Deana's place. Who would Jason believe was there with Rebecca? It would have to be someone Jason couldn't verify. Becky wanted a threesome, but Jason would ask her. The other tumblers, not plausible. Darlene?

Evan pressed a button on his phone. "Jason, want to play sorne Modern Warfare?"

"What do you think?" Jason asked.

"I'm already on my way to your house."

"Oh, okay, I'll put some clothes on."

"You-Never mind. I'll be there in a couple of minutes."

Back in Deana's room, after their shower, the mood had changed. Deana had a lot on her mind. She watched Rebecca make her lazy Deana had a lot on her mind. She watched Rebecca make her lazy stroll across the room, and said, "I love your hair when it's wet. The red bits dance in the brown."

"That's very poetic, Rebecca said. "Thank you, and thank you for sharing Evan. My muscles have never been more relaxed.'

Deana brushed Rebecca's damp bangs to the side. Heat rushed to her cheeks. "I liked watching. Is that weird?"

"I don't think it's weird. Is everything okay?" Rebecca asked.

She ran her fingertip along the faint line of freckles under Rebecca's eye, then down her nose. "Yeah. Why?"

"You got quiet," Rebecca said. "Anything wrong?"

"Nothing, Deana lied and resisted the powerful urge to suck on Rebecca's always pouting lip.

"You sure it didn't bother you?"

"What?" She pulled the towel off her head, leaned over and fluffed her hair, then she stood quickly and flipped it over her shoulders.

"That he was massaging me," Rebecca said.

"I think I love you."

"What's wrong with that?" Rebecca asked. "I love you."

The same way Evan didn't think Deana understood, she didn't think Rebecca got it either. "So we're good?" Deana asked.

"Dee, we're great." Rebecca's hands eased around her waist and grasped her lower back. "Were you jealous?"

"Yeah, maybe, a little."

"Of him or me?"

In her mind, Deana had already asked and answered that question. She loved Evan, but as far as being in love, Rebecca had her heart. 'Both, I guess, but it sure was hard to keep my hands off you."

"You should have helped him."

Deana picked up a brush. 'I'm not sure I'm ready for my brother to see us together."