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Liz sighed. "You know, I've always liked women. Ever since I first tried to impress Jim by agreeing to a threesome. But I didn't realize just how much I liked them until her."
I got up and walked over to Aunt Liz, took one hand in mine. "Liz. You know what's happening. I heard you and Mom talking about it the other day. We have to stop Brianna."
She smiled up at me, her eyes blinking slowly. "What's that?"
Dammit. I wasn't sure what this would do to Liz. But I had to. Brianna was right. I was no threat to her. At least not currently.
I pulled my aunt out of the couch and guided her into my mother's bedroom.
After just a few minutes, I'd fed a bit of my energy back to Liz.
"You know what we need to do," I said, regaining my breathe.
Liz nodded. "Yeah. Get to work with your mother. I'll go grab some toys." She started to climb out of bed, paused, leaned over and kissed me softly. It was not a foreplay kiss, but an affectionate kiss. "Thanks."
Then she slipped out of the room, leaving me blushing.
I didn't waste much time before setting about doing the same for Mom.
- COMMENTS
Foxterot7aabout 1 year agoifAs the reader, I am confused. As a romantic, I am somewhat sad. As a logical, thinking, reasoning human being and one who has no problem with consensual incest, I feel that characters have lost the reasons they feel in love with the person or people they did.
