Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 271

"I knew you couldn't help with all this," Evan said, "but I didn't need you to remind me of how much worse it's gonna get."

"Sorry," Jason said. "Hey, why don't you come over here and let my mother catch you fucking Becky? That might soften the blow if she catches me doing her."

Evan thought about the expression on Mary's face when he was leaving after Becky rode his dick with her bedroom door open. "I get this feeling, it's kind ah the same thing I feel about Candy, but I sense your mother wouldn't be surprised if she saw Becky and me together."

"I'm not saying I'm willing to find out, but I got the same feeling about Becky and me."

"Not to sound like a chick, but let's not keep secrets anymore," Evan said. "It's not like either one of us could do anything worse, so no sense keeping it to ourselves."

"Does that mean when you have a threesome with Candy you'll tell me?"

"I wish," Evan said. "Hey, if you can, try and find out who your sister has in mind for the threesome she mentioned. I can't imagine it's Darlene, but if it is, would that mess with you?"

"No, but if you get a shot at anything with Ms. Style, do it, please."

Evan suspected his friend was keeping something from him, but he said, "I gotta go find a birthday present. We'll talk later."

When Evan got off the phone with Jason, he felt better. Hearing Jason's stories reminded Evan that he wasn't the only person on the planet doing what he did. That didn't get him into a mob mentality that allowed him free reign, but it was bad enough that Evan was grateful Gloria was going to Jayda's house. Out of sight might not get the girl out of his heart or mind, but at least she wouldn't be accessible to him. For a few seconds, Evan considered what it would be like if he didn't have to hide any of his lovers from the others. It was an amazing, yet terrifying thought.

In Jayda's driveway, Evan realized his little sister was more dangerous than his twin sister. She lald a kiss on him that flustered him enough to forget they were in public. Miss Tonya, Jayda or anybody else could have seen them. Gloria didn't seem to care who knew about them, and that should have been a reason to shut the whole thing down before letting Gloria out of the car. He should have told her what happened earlier was a big mistake, and they could never do anything like that again. Evan sat stupidly, watching the girl's mini badonkadonk until she went inside the house, then he drove home telling himself the powerful emotions would subside with time. Maybe that would have been true if he hadn't seen Candy five minutes later. It was Impossible to look at one and not think about the other. It was going to be pure hell living with Gloria and not being able to touch Candy.

Evan went straight to Deana's room, opened the door without knocking and said, "I need your help."

His sister didn't school him on the proper protocol for entering her room. She turned slowly on the desk chair and asked, "With what?"

If he were smart, Evan would have said, with a plan for how not to make love to Gloria, but he was a teenager, so he said, "With a birthday present." Then he asked, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing."

He looked around at the mess. "Where's Rebecca?"

"She went home," Deana said. "Why?"

"I thought she lived here now. Is that what's bothering you, you're sad because she left?"

"Mm, maybe a little, but I was thinking, that's all, just thinking."

"Well, I got just the thing to cheer you up," he said. "Get dressed. We're going shopping, and I'll buy you ice cream."

"Rebecca's birthday?"

"Oh, yeah, that too, but I have to get something for Gloria."

Deana's brow rose. "You know, you should be more careful."

"What?"

She smirked. "Or at least keep the noise down."

"You heard us?"

"I heard her," Deana said, nodding eagerly. "Oh, yeah, you must have really been-"

"No, I didn't, we didn't,"

"Oh, yes, I saw the look on her face." Deana's cheeks flushed. "Yes you did, you made her scream."

"Jeez, I had no idea."

"I guess it's hard to hear when someone has their legs wrapped around your head."

Evan shook his head, fighting back a grin. "You spied on us. Did Gloria see you?"

"No, and I wasn't spying. I was concerned. It sounded like-" Deana lost it, cracking up. "Damn, that girl is wild."

"You seem pretty happy about this," he said. "Aren't you jealous?"

"Would you be jealous if you peeked in and saw me going down on Candy's mini-me?"

"Aheeeh, that's not something I'm even prepared to imagine," he said. "Think about the perfect gift... gifts while you're getting ready. I'll be back."

The bedroom door opened, but this time it wasn't John. Candy kept her eyes closed and mentally prepared herself to tell Evan that it had to stop. She couldri't let him fuck her into a drunkeri stupor anymore. It was time to face the facts and deal with them. She inhaled, parted her raised knees and looked between them toward the door. Cindy was closing it behind her. Her adrenaline surged, preparing Candy for fight or flight. She popped up on her elbows, opened her mouth and watched the gorgeous race car driver walk toward her. Cindy's pink sundress was as uncharacteristic as the stern expression on her brooding face.

"Cindy, we-"

"Shh," Cindy hissed from the foot of the bed. Candy tried to speak again, but she had no mental defense against the gorgeous girl holding her finger to her lips. Cindy worked her arms free, and Candy watched the dress fall in slow motion. The lean, dark- skinned girl's naked body still took her breath away. Cindy leaned forward and climbed up Candy's body like a big sexy cat. "Candy, don't say anything."

Cindy got under the covers and joined her body with Candy's. The women's legs and arms intertwined in a tangle of passionate love. Candy let everything go except her feelings for Cindy. Wasn't that what teenagers in love were supposed to do?

Despite Deana's desire to start at the belk's end of the mall, Evan parked by Target. That was when he realized he had been mindlessly rolling his sister's toes. It reminded him of that day toward the end of the school year. Deana had been talking to him about Darlene, the girl he had wanted so bad it hurt while faking a cramp so he would massage her foot. Evan had been terrified Deana would feel the boner he was pretending had nothing to do with her. Things had changed so much, and stayed exactly the same, too. He still didn't understand the redhead and wanted to fuck her more than ever after seeing her make out with Deana and knowing Jason fucked her and his sister together. Note to self, he thought, keep Darlene away from Gloria.

They got out of the car, and Evan got butterflies in his stomach. It was the first time they had been in public since the paradigm shift. In the early days at school, when they realize they weren't like other brothers and sisters, there had been a painful awkwardness. After a few humiliating events, where he was called out for what other kids said was, "Treating your sister like a girlfriend," Evan disciplined himself to stifle the desire to hold Deana's hand, hug her and spend most of his free time with her. At least in public. Now, here they were about to embark on a trip through the mall.

They met at the back of the car. Deana grabbed Evan's hand. "Why did you park so far away? You should carry me. The pavement is burning my feet through these flip-flops."

Evan turned to face Deana and grabbed her other hand. They stood a few feet apart with their arms extended like a sagging rope bridge. Deana's silky black hair floated up behind her on a breeze. He didn't have to imagine what the cones under her tank top felt like or how good it was to have those long, dark legs wrapped around him. He wished Deana hadn't worn those bubble- butt-fitting khaki shorts. Other guys were going to stare at her. "You nervous?" he asked.

She nodded. "A little."

"Me too." He turned his back to Deana. "Jump on."