Its Complicated.  You wouldnt understand.

It's Complicated. You wouldn't understand.

You’re 15.  You’re horny.  Your life is complicated.  Your mom says, “Hey, I know your father left because he loves his cheap trick whores better than this family, but I’m over it! Liberated!  This is your new step-father Rick or Tom or Gary or something similar sounding! and this is his son and daughter, the twins.”  This is what your mom says.

So you’re forced to move in with these douche bags.  You get the bedroom in the over sized laundry room near the water heater and cat litter box.  Your mom always barges in to do half a load of Rick’s softball uniform right when you’re about to jerk off.  That effin cat always ass dumps two pounds of poopy Friskies in the litter box at two in the morning and it smells like death.  You hate it.

Your mom doesn’t understand.  It’s complicated.  And that’s when you realize there are two other people your age living in the house.  “Finally,” you say, “someone to relate to.”  So you try to work it out with the twins, Skyler and Sophia.  It must also be complicated for them.

Skyler is cold.  Sophia is hot.  Smokin’ hot.  If only she weren’t your sister.  But technically, she’s not.  Physically, she’s developing nicely and evenly like a loaf of delicious 15 year old bread.  You learn over several short encounters she’s actually quite charismatic.  You start to fall for her.

You make every effort to talk to her and assist her and watch her shower.  You’re 15.  And in her young charming naivety, she begins to watch you and talk to you and fall for you, too.  Things are awkward for a while but she’s just as curious as you.

Then one night, after the cat dumps, she sneaks down to your room and confesses her confusion.  Your pants get tight.  She leans in and kisses you, hard.

It’s the seductive sh*t that the one porn you’ve ever seen that you stole out of Rick’s closet is made of.   Your relationship blossoms secretively as do Sophia’s young tender boobs (which you’ve touched).

You kids are hanging out and laughing and loving and touching and tonguing.  Everyone is getting along.  Mom and Rick seem to think everything is so healthy and the focus turns away from you to why Skyler is not bonding.

Rick thinks he’s gay.  Your mom thinks he’s a nice boy.  Unbeknown to you Skyler has been covertly watching your love charade.  He’s jealous.  That’s his sister your kissing…he wants that.

He tells your Mom.  Mom tells Rick.  Rick hits you.  Mom freaks out.  Restraining order.  Divorce.  With your pants still tight, it ends.  No more Sophia.  No more love.  Wow.

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