I squirmed. It would be so easy for Clint and I to take that final step in our relationship, to cross the line from harmless kissing into love-making. No one in the family would bat an eye if I was up in his room all night. We had spent our entire lives running around together. I had slept in his room, and he had slept in mine, so many times. I pushed away that thought, my cheeks burning, and asked them, “Well, um, what are you two going to do tonight?”

I needed to get the conversation away from me sleeping over with Clint just in case someone became suspicious of my tight top and no bra.

Mom glanced at the wine glass in Aunt Cheryl’s hand. “Oh, soak in the last rays of sunshine by the pool, I think. Probably talk.”

They talked a lot lately. Aunt Cheryl was drinking too much wine. Sometimes she ended up sleeping over, passing out in Mom’s bedroom. Maybe we should have an intervention or something for Aunt Cheryl?

“Well, later,” I said, squirming. It was too intense in here. I headed next door. I hoped Clint liked my tank top.

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Clint Elliston

“Son, I’m disappointed in you,” my father said.

It wasn’t how I expected my dream to start. “Sorry, Dad,” I shrugged, not sure how I knew I was dreaming. It just…felt like a dream.

We were in the kitchen. It was a mess, like Hurricane Lee had done her worse. “Things are slipping through the cracks, Son. Your mother and sisters are not doing their part. What did I tell you about a clean house?”

“Discipline, Dad,” I said. I was aware I was dreaming, so why was this what I was conjuring up? Why not a hot girl? Or Melody? Or Zoey?

Or Mom?

“If you want to get laid, your cousin is more than willing,” Dad continued.

“What?”

“Melody. Girl’s had a crush on you since you were kids. Everyone knows it. And about your crush on her.”

“Everyone?” My cheeks burned.

“So why haven’t you made your move? She’s ripe.”

“She’s my first cousin, Dad,” I said.

“And? You’re a man. She’s a woman. You want each other. So take her, son. Women love it. Be strong, be dominant. Give her pleasure.” He paused, staring at me. “I know you’re a virgin, but you’ve watched enough porn.”

“Jesus,” I groaned. This was embarrassing, and I knew it wasn’t real. “Come on, Dad.”

“Now porn isn’t realistic, but you’ve learned some stuff from it. Women love it when you go down on them. You make a woman cum, you lick her to orgasm, and she’ll eat out of your hand. She’ll want to please you back. She’ll suck your cock, swallow your cum, even let you fuck her asshole. Be strong, confident, and in charge. Discipline, Son. You need to keep a strong discipline with your women.”

“Fuck, Dad.”

“Like I kept it with your mother and your sisters. Never let any of them disrespect me. I never let the house fall to shit. You all understood your chores and you did them. If you didn’t…”

“You’d spank us,” I muttered. “Are you wanting me to spank my sisters?”

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