Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 262

Instead of Evan coming to her bed, it had been Gloria, John didn't allow that anymore, so in his absence, Candy wouldn't send her daughter away, regardless of nudity. It was unusual, but it didn't make Candy uncomfortable, and she didn't think her daughter would give it a second thought. That was until Evan showed up. Being in bed with her daughter and stepson was awkward, at best. and potentially disastrous, yet Candy pretended to be asleep.

Candy thought about Sally, Bobby and her laying in bed for hours on a Sunday morning, cuddling, talking, and eventually making love. She wondered what it would have been like to have a mother who took care of her, loved her, and made her comfortable enough to share a bed. Would the same thing that happened between Sally and Candy have happened with their mother?

While Gloria wiggled herself close to Evan, Candy created mental images of the way things could have turned out in the past and might in the future. She went to sleep hopeful, feeling loved and safe with Evan and Gloria sharing her bed.

Deana laid on her back, searching the ceiling for patterns the way she would the puffy clouds while sunbathing. At that moment, her life didn't seem any more real than the angel she'd found in the many layers of old paint. It was as if she had woken up walking a tightwire, exhilarated by the canyon below, confident in her ability, and sure she'd reach the other side. Then suddenly she realized she wasn't a circus performer. She was halfway across the distance, terrified to look down, move forward or go back. It would be best to stay right there and enjoy the view until the wind blew. How did I get here, Deana asked the imaginary figure on the ceiling?

A few weeks ago, I was a typical high school girl. Now, I'm a lesbian who fucked my twin brother, had a threesome with my sister and girlfriend, and I want to-Shit, he's coming back soon. Nothing will ever go back to the way it used to be, but everything, including the new fantasies she was having, had to stop before their father got home.

Deana looked at the naked gymnast laying next to her. Rebecca rarely got to spend the night when her father was home. So much for staying in bed together, all day. Evan had to stop looking at her the way he did. Her father would pick up on that. She wouldn't be able to shave her kitty anymore. What would he do if he found out she wasn't a virgin? And what about Candy?

That was the thing that made Deana want to step off the wire or get a gun. How could Candy go back to playing step-mommy? The Instead of Evan coming to her bed, it had been Gloria, John didn't allow that anymore, so in his absence, Candy wouldn't send her daughter away, regardless of nudity. It was unusual, but it didn't make Candy uncomfortable, and she didn't think her daughter would give it a second thought. That was until Evan showed up. Being in bed with her daughter and stepson was awkward, at best. and potentially disastrous, yet Candy pretended to be asleep.

Candy thought about Sally, Bobby and her laying in bed for hours on a Sunday morning, cuddling, talking, and eventually making love. She wondered what it would have been like to have a mother who took care of her, loved her, and made her comfortable enough to share a bed. Would the same thing that happened between Sally and Candy have happened with their mother?

While Gloria wiggled herself close to Evan, Candy created mental images of the way things could have turned out in the past and might in the future. She went to sleep hopeful, feeling loved and safe with Evan and Gloria sharing her bed.

Deana laid on her back, searching the ceiling for patterns the way she would the puffy clouds while sunbathing. At that moment, her life didn't seem any more real than the angel she'd found in the many layers of old paint. It was as if she had woken up walking a tightwire, exhilarated by the canyon below, confident in her ability, and sure she'd reach the other side. Then suddenly she realized she wasn't a circus performer. She was halfway across the distance, terrified to look down, move forward or go back. It would be best to stay right there and enjoy the view until the wind blew. How did I get here, Deana asked the imaginary figure on the ceiling?

A few weeks ago, I was a typical high school girl. Now, I'm a lesbian who fucked my twin brother, had a threesome with my sister and girlfriend, and I want to-Shit, he's coming back soon. Nothing will ever go back to the way it used to be, but everything, including the new fantasies she was having, had to stop before their father got home.

Deana looked at the naked gymnast laying next to her. Rebecca rarely got to spend the night when her father was home. So much for staying in bed together, all day. Evan had to stop looking at her the way he did. Her father would pick up on that. She wouldn't be able to shave her kitty anymore. What would he do if he found out she wasn't a virgin? And what about Candy?

That was the thing that made Deana want to step off the wire or get a gun. How could Candy go back to playing step-mommy? The get a gun. How could Candy go back to playing step-mommy? The woman had been liberated from that bondage. She was happy, looked beautiful, and her eyes were full of joy again. Deana had her best friend back; the way things had been before the nightmare started. Candy deserved to have a lover, and there wasn't anybody she'd rather see their mother with than-

"Girl, what's burning up your mind?" Rebecca asked. "Sorry, didn't mean to make you piss yourself."

Deana lifted her head and looked down. "Nope, no piss, you didn't scare me that bad, but close."

Rebecca turned, slipping her thigh across Deana's stomach. "Mm, you're so sexy in the morning."

"What about the rest of the day?" Deana asked. Rebecca kissed her neck and nibble her ear. "Mm, Reb, I love you."

"Enough to tell me what's bothering you?" Rebecca asked. "You thinking about what's gonna happen?"

"You know me," Deana said, "I can't help worrying about what's gonna happen when he comes back from China."

"We'll figure it out," Rebecca sald. "Let's enjoy every minute until then, okay?" Deana nodded, but her girlfriend saw right through the fake smile. "What else? There's something else on your mind."

They shared everything except her one secret so Deana couldn't keep this new one from Rebecca. "Remember when told you my mother said she had been with another woman?"

"Oh my God," Rebecca popped up, "you hooked up with Candy."

She blew out while shaking her head. Rebecca propped her head on her folded arm and stared at her. "I figured, but it was fun to imagine it for a second. Not that I could imagine being with a woman like Candy."

Deana said, "You're incredible."

"Thank you," Rebecca said. "So, what about Candy? We couldn't figure out who she might have been with, and you thought she made it up to make you feel better."

"Not anymore."