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 Now See What You've Started

   by sourdough
------ Synopsis: Kelly's brother decides enough is enough.
Codes: mf teen non-con inc bro sis het Mdom

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   Chapter 1

   "Mother!  You're going to have to do something about that jerk of a
brother I have.  Do you know what he told me to do?"

   "No, I don't dear.  What did your brother tell you to do?"

   "He told me to show him my boobs."

   "David!"

   "I did not!"

   "You did too!  Liar!"

   "What exactly did you say to your sister, David?"

   "I didn't exactly tell her to show me anything but I did ask her very
politely to show me her tits, not her boobs."

   "See!" Kelly felt vindicated.

   "David, there is absolutely no reason to be rude to your sister, no
matter how you put it."

   "I was just teasing her, Mom.  Besides, she was bugging me about helping
her with her homework again."

   "A simple no will suffice if you don't want to help your sister."

   "I don't see why he shouldn't help me," Kelly protested.  "He
understands this stuff a lot better than I do."

   "I understand everything a lot better than you.  That shows in our
grades.  Maybe if you kept up with your homework and paid attention in
class, your grades would improve.  Besides, you never seem to have time to
help me with anything."

   "David does have a point, dear."

   "I do the best I can.  David's just jealous because I have a social life
and he has zip."

   "I would have a social life too if you wouldn't keep putting me down in
front of girls."

   "The only girls I put you down in front of are my friends and for a very
good reason.  Mainly, I don't want to lose my friends because of a dweeb
like you coming on to them.  You give them the creeps anyway, the way you
keep staring at them at school and when they come over here.

   "I wish you two would stop fighting."

   "Well, are you going to help me?"

   "No," David said simply.

   "It's not fair," Kelly yelled as she stomped off to her room.

   Well, that didn't go like I wanted thought Kelly.  She figured if she
told on her brother, he'd be forced to help her.  Damned worthless brother.
Kelly would get even with him somehow.

   All boys were just alike, even her brother.  They all wanted to see and
touch her body.  Not that they could be faulted for their desires.  Kelly
was a walking wet dream.  She was a petite brunette, 5' 1" in height.  Her
tits looked bigger than they actually were on her tiny frame.  The young
teenager didn't have to dispense any sexual favors to remain popular with
the boys.  Kelly's dates either behaved or she dumped them.  There were
plenty of other boys who would jump through her hoops for the privilege of
being her escort on a date.  She certainly wasn't going to give up her
virginity to some jock who fancied himself a star athlete.  Too bad she
wasn't attracted to the brainy types.

   Kelly could have one of them help her study and work on her projects.

   Kelly knew she had only herself to blame for her predicament.  Parties
and dating had taken their toll.  Projects were overdue and important test
dates were looming.  If she didn't improve her grades substantially then
Kelly would be forced to go to summer school.  That meant missing out on
six weeks of fun at the beach and more dating and partying.  Gosh!  Her
mother might even restrict her extracurricular activities before then. 
That would be a disaster.

   Kelly felt her older brother was just being mean.  It wasn't her fault
that he couldn't make any headway with girls and she certainly wasn't going
to beg her girl friends to accept dates with him.  Maybe if he wasn't such
a nerd he could get some dates.

   David didn't think he was a nerd or a dweeb.  He wasn't an athlete but
he enjoyed being a spectator at most of the events.  The teenager wasn't
overweight and he kept in reasonably good shape.  He wore glasses but that
was no big deal.  It was just David was painfully shy, not just around
pretty girls but around any girl.  Of course Kelly and his mom didn't
count. He was already a senior and David hadn't had a real date yet.  He
was still a virgin and that hung on him like a stigma.

   David couldn't think of what he wouldn't do for a chance to fuck one of
his sister's girl friends.  Heck!  He'd be satisfied with a chance to date
one of them.  They were all drop dead beauties.  The desperate lad even
thought about making a deal with Kelly; help with her school work in return
for help with getting a date with Paige.  Paige had been the subject of
many of David's fantasies ever since she started coming over to the house.
Oh, what was the use!  Paige was the subject of every other guy's fantasies
including some of the most popular guys on campus.

   David would be grateful to get a date with any of the girls on campus
but if he asked Kelly for help that would give her power over him and
probably give her a chance to humiliate him in front of her friends and
probably the whole school.  That was the ultimate fate of nerds and dweebs.
Dammit!  Now David was thinking of himself as a nerd and a dweeb.  While
bemoaning his situation, David almost missed the light tapping on his
bedroom door.

   "Come in," he said, staring absentmindedly at his blank computer screen.
David heard the door open and then close lightly but no one said a word. 
He finally looked up.  It was Kelly.

   "What do you want?"

   "I, uh." Kelly blushed furiously.  She really seemed nervous about
something.

   "I'm sorry, I don't understand 'I, uh.' Would you repeat that in
English?" This was interesting thought David.  Kelly was always so self
confident about everything.  Something must really be bothering her.  If
this was about homework again, she could just leave right away.

   "Were-were you serious about that deal for you helping me with my
homework?

   Damn!  Was his sister a mind reader?  He'd love to help his sister in
exchange for help in getting a date with one of her friends.  Already he
was beginning to fantasize Paige holding his arm while on this dream date.
"Sure," he said.  Even saying that much betrayed his excitement.

   If David had blinked during the following two seconds he would have
missed the whole show.  Kelly took a deep breath as if to gather courage
then lifted her top, exposing her luscious breasts.  David's eyes goggled.
His conscious mind barely registered the event and then it was over.  His
sister quickly covered her tits.  Her face showed immense relief that her
ordeal was over.

   "There!  Now you have to help me with my school work."

   "Oh, I guess I was thinking of something else.  We didn't have any kind
of a deal for you showing me your tits."

   "What!  Listen, you little bastard.  If you don't hold up your end of
the bargain I swear I'll make your life so miserable."

   "You already do that, dear sister.  Besides, I never actually said I'd
help you with your work if you showed me your tits.  I just asked you to
show me your tits.  Also, I think I've seen more of your tits by accident
than you just showed me on purpose."

   "You damned liar!" Kelly exclaimed.  She quickly crossed the room to
where David was sitting and slapped his face.  The young teenager wasn't
normally a physical person and she astounded her brother into shocked
silence for a few seconds after he was slapped.

   Finally reacting, his face stinging, David violently pushed away at his
little sister.  Kelly stumbled back and sprawled on David's bed.  She
quickly covered her face, afraid that her brother was going to slap her
back.  Kelly wanted to scream but she didn't want to explain the
circumstances of being in her brother's room to her mother.

   Hitting Kelly was exactly what David had in mind as he pinned his prima
donna bitch of a sister to the mattress.  As Kelly covered her face to ward
off her brother's blows David noticed that her abbreviated top had ridden
up almost exposing her tits again.  Damn!  David thought.  Her nipples were
trying to poke holes through the material.  Without a thought for the
consequences David lifted the top, exposing the girl's tits, unimpeded, up
close, for the first time in his life.  And not just any girl; she was his
own sister.  He'd seen plenty of tits in magazines and even R-rated movies
but it just wasn't the same in person.  The fact that these hooters
belonged to his sister didn't matter to the horny 17 year-old.

   "No, David," Kelly gasped when she realized her brother was exposing her
breasts.

   "Shut up," David ordered.  Kelly obeyed.  She was frightened of her
brother now.  She'd never seen him act this way.  Her brother had certainly
lost his mind and she'd better cooperate to avoid getting hurt.  David
heard a whimper before he realized his hands were now caressing and
kneading his sister's intimate flesh.

   Jeez!  I'm treating my sister like a piece of meat the boy thought as
the initial excitement abated and the possible repercussions began
competing for his attention.  It didn't bother him enough to stop him,
though, because David persisted.  Kelly's tits felt so good to his
inexperienced hands.  He tweaked her rubbery nipples into a tautness that
fascinated him and David wondered what it would be like to suckle them. 
Putting thought to action the teenager brought his lips down on one of his
sister's nipples and began to lick and suck.

   "No!" Kelly whined.  She hated her brother for what he was doing to her.
The girl thought she'd never get over the humiliation of it all.  Yet, a
part of her loved the delicious feelings David's lips, tongue and fingers
were causing.

   David vaguely heard the phone ring but reality didn't intrude until he
heard the knock on the door.  Kelly and David instantly jumped up.  Kelly
quickly straightened her top.

   "Come in," said David as casually as he could.  He was lucky that their
mom wasn't the type to open a door uninvited.

   "There you are, Kelly.  I've been looking for you.  The phone's for you,
a boy."

   "Thanks, Mom." Kelly glared at her brother and left his bedroom.

   "Are you two still fighting?"

   "Uh, no.  In fact, I was just about to help Kelly when you knocked,"
said David.  I'd better help her with something now he thought.

   "I'm glad," his mom replied.  "But I don't expect you to bail her out of
all her problems.  Are you feeling all right, David?  You look a little
flushed."

   "I feel fine, Mom.  And I won't let Kelly take advantage of me," he
promised.  David's mom seemed satisfied and finally left, allowing the boy
to breathe a sigh of relief.  He didn't think she noticed the bulge in his
trousers.  Damn, that was close David thought.

   David went to his file drawer.  He knew it was obsessive but he never
threw out anything.  One of the classes Kelly needed help in was US
history. Fortunately, his sister was taking the same teacher, Mrs.  Nguyen
that David had taken earlier.  He knew that the old gal always gave the
same tests over and over again.  That was why she never turned back the
students' exams.  David had already highlighted the pertinent sections of
his notes.  He knew it would only take Kelly about 15 minutes to review and
she could ace the test.

   David found Kelly in the living room talking on the phone.  He patiently
waited while his sister did her best not to acknowledge his existence. 
Finally her brother could no longer be ignored.

   "Will you excuse me a moment?" Kelly said to her caller and put the
phone down.  "What the hell do you want, you pathetic pervert?"

   "Uh, these are the notes you'll need for tomorrow's test.  Just study
the highlighted portions and you'll do fine."

   Kelly looked at the papers David held as if they were covered in shit.
"Is this a bribe to keep my mouth shut about what you just did?  Take those
notes and jam 'em up your ass."

   "Fine," said David and turned to walk away.

   "Just put those papers down," Kelly demanded.  "I guess I've earned the
right to look at them."

   David smiled and dropped the papers where he stood.  Let her blow off
steam he thought.  If she was going to scream to Mom Kelly would have done
so while still in his room.  At least he hoped he was right about that.

   "And David?"

   "Yes?"

   "I hate you," Kelly declared before returning to her phone call.

   David shrugged his shoulders as he walked back to his room.  The
teenager had to admit to himself that he was completely out of line and
there was no way to justify his actions.  The trouble was he couldn't for
the life of him work up any guilt for what he did.  Gosh, Kelly had great
set of tits.  David thought he'd do anything for a chance to do it over
again.  He'd probably still be sucking on his sister's tits if they hadn't
been interrupted by that damn phone call.  Well, it wouldn't happen again
in this lifetime unless it was in his nightly stroke fantasies.  Should he
try to apologize to Kelly?  Nah!  David knew it would be a waste of breath.

   "How did you do on that exam, honey?"

   "I think I did pretty good, Mom."

   "That's great.  Perhaps you and your brother should study together more
often."

   "Uh, I'll think about it, Mom," said a blushing Kelly.  There was no way
in hell she was even going near her brother Kelly thought, even if those
notes had given her some breathing room.  Kelly couldn't understand why
David wasn't begging and pleading with her to keep her mouth shut about
that evening but he acted like he didn't even care.  Maybe I should tell
Mom she thought.  Kelly blushed again.  She'd keep quiet.  The young girl
couldn't bear the thought of anyone else knowing what her damned brother
did to her.  She also thought of blackmail possibilities but that would
mean actually talking to David.  Since that evening the two hadn't
exchanged more than a half dozen words.  Kelly thought that she would have
to be desperate to even have a civil conversation with him ever again.

   "I need to talk to you."

   "What about?"

   "You know what about," said an exasperated Kelly.  She had been trying
to avoid talking to David for several days now but things were truly
desperate.  The coed had tried buckling down to study but there was still a
lot of catching up to do.  A couple of teachers had informed Kelly that
letters would be sent home dependent on her next test grades.  That could
affect her social plans.

   "Fine, step into my room," said David.

   "No way!  Here's good enough." Kelly took a few steps backward until she
felt a modicum of safety from her brother's clutches.

   "So start talking."

   "First off, I never want you to dare touch me again in any way, shape or
form.  Understand?"

   "Sure.  I understand."

   "Secondly, I think I deserve an apology."

   "You're right, Kelly.  I sincerely apologize for my behavior the other
night.  I'll never touch you again.  Anything else?"

   "Well, I still do need your help with my homework."

   Ah, thought David.  Here was the whole reason for this conversation. 
"No, I'm sorry.  I can't do that."

   "What?"

   "I'm too busy with my own homework.  Sorry I can't help you."

   "But you have to," Kelly insisted.

   "Why's that?"

   "To make up for what you did."

   "Well, I've already apologized and I've already helped you do well on
your history test.  Yes, I've already heard about your good grade.  I think
I've fulfilled that obligation so why should I help you now?

   "I haven't told Mom what you did," Kelly warned.

   "Go ahead and tell her.  I'll just deny it."

   "She'll believe me."

   "She might," David conceded.  "Of course, I'm sure you'd leave out the
part where you showed me your tits in the first place and then attacked me.
I'd be in a heap of trouble but I don't see how that will help you."

   "I'd get my revenge.  Mom would ground you for life."

   David laughed.  "Yeah, I might not be able to go out to all the places I
never go anyway.  All that I ever really do is hang out with my fellow
dweebs.  Of course, I'd have to tell them why I was grounded."

   Kelly's light complexion turned a beet red.  "You wouldn't!" Kelly
wanted David in trouble but if it went public David's trouble would be
Kelly's humiliation.

   "You won't know until you tell Mom," David replied.  I've just called
her bluff the boy thought.  I hope she doesn't call mine.

   "I hate you!"

   "You've already told me that," David reminded her.

   "Have I told you that you're also a pin-pricked little asshole?  All the
other girls think so too.  Loser!  Ow!  Let go of me!  You bastard, David!"
Kelly was so intent on insulting her brother that she walked right up to
him and yelled in his face.  David didn't intend to grab Kelly.  He just
wanted her out of his face but then he held on so she wouldn't get away. 
Her squirming body felt so good against his.  The teenager knew his sister
could feel his boner wedged between them.  That felt pretty good, too.

   David looked into his sister's eyes.  They were filled with anger and
with just a little bit of fear he thought.  Kelly soon tired herself out in
her struggle to get away.  She stopped fighting and the only sound to be
heard was the coed's effort to catch her breath.  The only thing on Kelly's
mind was to get away.  Her brother had lost his mind.  The young coed
didn't even react when David began moving her hand, not until it came into
contact with something warm and soft and hard.

   "No, David," Kelly gasped in fear when she realized what it was.  She
was feeling David's prick.

   "Does that feel like I'm pin-pricked?"

   "David, let go of me.  Please!"

   "I asked you a question, bitch."

   "N-no, it doesn't."

   "How it does it compare to your boyfriends' pricks?  Take a hold of it
and don't let go.  That's it.  Nice and gently, back and forth."

   "I've never done this with anyone.  Please, David.  Please let go of me.
You're scaring me."

   "Never done it?  A prick teaser like you?  I find that hard to believe.
The next thing you'll be telling me is that you're a virgin." David
couldn't believe his sister was really handling his prick.  He wished he
would have started this long ago.

   "It's all true and I am a virgin," Kelly insisted.  "If any guy even
gets fresh with me I won't go out with him again.  David, I'm going to let
go now."

   "If you let go I promise you'll be sucking on my prick instead of just
fondling it."

   Kelly gasped and she didn't let go.  She definitely believed her brother
would force her to go down on him.  If anything, she started running her
hand more vigorously along the length of his prick.

   "You know, I'm a bit tired of your insults and name calling.  You think
you're so much better than anyone else and that the whole world owes you a
living because you're a young and pretty bitch with a nice set of tits."

   "I'm your sister, David!  You can't do this!"

   "Shut up!  I'm doing it!  I-I...  Oh, shit!" Gobs of cum spurted out of
the boy's prick and onto Kelly's top and jeans.  She blinked in surprise at
the mess she was wearing.  When David's grip weakened Kelly tore away from
him, started sobbing and ran up the stairs toward her bedroom.  David was
in shock also as he watched his sister flee.  I didn't mean it to get this
far, he thought.  Or had he?  A grim smile played across his features. 
David didn't even bother putting his prick back inside his trousers before
following his distraught sister.  There was unfinished business.

   David was glad there wasn't a lock on Kelly's bedroom door.  He would
have been tempted to break it down.  The young man put his hand on the
doorknob and braced himself.  It already felt like he'd run a race.  If
David would have paused to think his nerve would already had failed him. 
He took a deep breath and pushed the door open.

   The sound of the door opening startled Kelly who was in the middle of
changing her clothing.  She jumped back and turned around to face David. 
The young beauty was dressed only in her bra and thong panties and they
didn't hide much.  Kelly felt very vulnerable, indeed.

   "Get out, David!  Please!"

   "No way," David muttered, more to himself than to Kelly.  He'd gone too
far to stop now.  He was going to fuck his sister and she instinctively
sensed his intentions.  David could feel himself getting stiff again, a
benefit of his youth.  The teenager gradually walked toward Kelly, alert
for any attempt to escape.

   "You're treating me like a whore," Kelly whined, her voice quavering. 
She held out hope that her brother would take pity on her or at least
considering the consequences of what he was contemplating.

   "You became a whore when you gave me a tit show for my help with your
homework."

   Kelly reacted to her brother's statement as if she had just been slapped
in the face.  Could he be right she thought.  David was expecting more
resistance from Kelly but he was mistaken.  When he finally put his hands
on his sister's shoulders, she became very passive as if resigned to her
fate.

   "I'm not protected.  Please don't get me pregnant," Kelly said in a
matter of fact manner.

   David nodded in understanding but not necessarily in agreement.  The
young man had never purchased a condom in his life so he had no protection
himself.  He had no desire to impregnate his sister but he knew they'd be
taking their chances this first time.

   "I won't," he said more as something to say than as a real promise. 
"Take off the rest of your clothing." Kelly face reddened in embarrassment
and humiliation and didn't obey her brother's order.  David took off his
own clothes and then knelt down.  He slowly dragged the panties off his
sister's hips.  She didn't offer any resistance.  The teenager stared in
awe and admiration of his sister's lovely growth of pubic hair.  She
obviously spent time keeping it trimmed and neat.  Impulsively he leaned
forward and kissed her mound.  David heard a quick intake of breath from
his sister.

   "Please no, David," Kelly whispered.  David's kiss seemed to send an
electric current through Kelly's loins.  This felt great!  The young coed
decided she wouldn't mind her brother using his mouth down there.  Maybe he
could get off just by doing that to his sister.  Kelly didn't want her
brother to fuck her and she certainly didn't want her brother getting her
pregnant.  In a plan formed by desperation and sexual need the young girl
gently placed her hands on David's head and with gentle pressure encouraged
her brother to kiss her mound again.

   "That feels great, David.  Do it again." David couldn't believe his ears
but eagerly complied.  He was actually turning on his sister.  "That's it,"
she hissed.  Use your tongue.  Good boy." Kelly moved back to sit on the
edge of the bed.  She lay back and raised her legs.  She parted the outer
lips of her vulva.  "Hurry," Kelly urged her brother.  "Stick your tongue
in there.  Get me off."

   David eagerly cooperated with his sister's demands.  He ran his tongue
up and down Kelly's slit until he thought his tongue would fall off.  He
realized that every time Kelly's loins shuddered she was experiencing
another orgasm.  She must have had five or six cums by David's estimation
and he still hadn't gotten off.  It was his turn as far as the teenager was
concerned.  Gradually David stopped and raised his head from between his
sister's legs.  Well, Kelly certainly looks satisfied he thought.  Kelly
smiled at her brother when she saw him looking at her.

   "Listen to me, David," said Kelly.  "That was a lot of fun.  I didn't
think I'd like it but I did.  Would you like to do that again?  We can do
it almost every night if you like."

   David nodded his head.  "I sure would," he said.

   "Good," said Kelly.  "Look, I'll even let you play with my boobs." She
reached behind her back and unhooked her bra.  She drew it off in a teasing
manner until her tits were fully exposed.

   "What's the catch?" David knew his sister well enough to realize she
would demand something in return.  "Your homework?  I don't see a problem
any more."

   "Well, of course I'd appreciate any help you can give me with my
homework but I guess the main catch is that I can't let you make love to
me."

   "Why not?"

   "Think about it.  If we make love, that's incest.  If I get pregnant
then all hell will break loose.  I'll claim rape and you might go to jail.
If I have a baby he might be mentally retarded, physically deformed or
both. The fact is that you'll have to rape me and I'll hate every minute of
it.  If you keep doing it I might get up the nerve to come to your room one
night while you're asleep and cut off your penis.  If you're a good boy and
do what I want I might eventually go on the pill and then we can reconsider
sleeping together."

   "I can always wear a condom," David offered.

   "Um, no I don't think so," Kelly responded.  "They're too unreliable."

   "Will you suck me off?" David could tell right away the idea of sucking
his prick was totally repugnant to his sister.  Her sour expression told it
all.

   "Don't push your luck, brother.  I can just tell Mom what you did today
and you're dead meat.  Think about it."

   David appeared to think about it for about five seconds.  If Kelly's
cunt hadn't been gaping at him during the entire conversation the teenager
might have thought about it longer.  Kelly's brother moved quickly.  He
hooked his arms under Kelly's knees and forced her back into a jackknife
position.  The horny boy lodged the head of his prick into her
well-lubricated cunt.

   "No, David," Kelly screeched but it was already too late.  The girl's
brother thrust again and easily broke through her cherry.  The poor girl
was at her brother's mercy but he wasn't going to show her any.  Her
blackmail attempt, constant manipulation and arrogant attitude decided him.
David had to admire his sister in one way; she didn't stay intimidated for
long.

   "Take it out," Kelly demanded.  "I hate you!" Tears of pain and
humiliation were coursing down her cheeks.

   "Shut up.  I'll take it out when I'm good and ready.  I'm not one of
your wimp boy friends who will kiss your ass every time you snap your
fingers."

   "Please, David," she begged.  "I don't want to get pregnant."

   "I don't care if you get pregnant or not, bitch.  At this point I don't
care what happens to you or what you tell Mom.  Do you know why?  I'll tell
you why.  I hate you as much as you hate me.  I hate you constantly trying
to use me and then looking down on me.  I'm going treat you like the whore
you are."

   David continued to slam his prick repeatedly inside his little sister
for slights both real and imagined.  He wanted to last as long as he could
but as if in contradiction to his desires he felt his prick swell up and
start squirting his virile sperm inside his sister's body.  It serves her
right he thought.  I hope she does get pregnant.  David stood up and looked
at his handiwork.  When her brother's weight came off her body Kelly turned
away from him and curled up in a fetal position.

   David felt like a great load had been taken off his mind but now a
greater load had been placed on his conscience.  He knew it was wrong to
rape his sister even though the teenager still felt she deserved it.  That
certainly couldn't be proved to any rational third person.  As he lay on
his bed in his bedroom David began to imagine that those people who go on
those shooting rampages use the same reasoning.  The shootings make sense
to them at the time but the only thing they can do after they're
apprehended is to plead insanity.  Maybe I am crazy the young man thought.
He heard the shower starting.  Kelly was probably trying to wash out his
sperm.  "Good luck," David said aloud.

   David Reed, convicted rapist and condemned prisoner, lies on the bunk of
his prison cell on death row.  Even death penalty opponents clamor for his
execution.  His execution date is today, a mere 30 days after his
conviction in a one day trial.  The jury didn't even leave the box in order
to convict him.  It will be televised on 'pay per view.' Subscriptions to
view the event are breaking all previous records and will take place during
prime time.  Opinions about David rank even below Osama bin Laden and
Satan. The President considers calling a national holiday to celebrate
David's execution.  It would assure his reelection.  David knew his
imagination was working on overtime but he didn't believe it was that far
off.



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   Chapter 2

   "What is it, Kelly?  Is something wrong?" said a concerned Eleanor Reed.
Kelly sat at the dinner table silently but anyone could tell something had
upset the pretty teenager, her emotions barely in check.  "Did something
happen at school?" She turned to her son for assistance.  "Do you know why
your sister is so upset?"

   David shrugged his shoulders and didn't answer his mother.  He felt like
he had ton of lead in the pit of his stomach.  The young man didn't know
why he thought he might get away with raping his sister.  Perhaps Kelly was
too embarrassed and humiliated to want the world to know of the crime
committed against her by her very own brother.  At least that was David's
hope when Kelly didn't denounce him on their mother's return home later
that afternoon.

   Kelly and David had avoided eye contact and any conversation as they
helped their mother prepare dinner but now that they were seated Kelly's
eyes started brimming with tears.  "David...  he...  he..." That's as far
as Kelly got before bursting out into great sobs.

   "Kelly, what did David do?" She turned to her teenage son.  "What did
you do to your sister?  Answer me, David."

   David just stared at his plate and slowly shook his head.  Kelly wants
me to confess my crime he thought.  I raped my sister a couple of hours ago
he almost shouted.  He would have except he was afraid of losing what food
he held in his stomach if he opened his mouth.

   "Someone please tell me what happened," Eleanor demanded.

   Stupid!  Stupid!  Stupid!  That's the only word that would run through
David's mind.  I've ruined my life and I've ruined my sister's life in a
fit of rage and lust.  There's no way I can make this up to her.  His
mother at the very least would order him to leave the house forever.  At
the worst she would call the police and have him charged with rape and
incest.

   Kelly slowed down in her crying and took a deep breath.  She screeched,
"David called me a whore...  and...  and...  and he says he hates me!"
Kelly broke out into a renewed round of sobbing.  She tried to say
something more but it was unintelligible.

   "David!  Shame on you for saying that awful word to your sister.  You
apologize to Kelly this instant!" Eleanor turned to her daughter.  "David
doesn't hate you, dear," she soothed.

   David finally looked at his sister.  Finish it.  Finish it god damn you!
Tell Mom I raped you.  Don't stretch it out.  Are you enjoying this
torture? Is this one way of getting back at me?

   "David, are you listening to me?  I said tell your sister you don't hate
her."

   David took a deep breath.  "I do hate her," he said quietly.  "I hate
her guts!" he shouted as tears started from his own eyes.

   "David!" cried Eleanor, flinching away from her son's vehemence.  He'd
never acted this way in his entire life.  David was always the thoughtful
and self-controlled one of the family.  Something awful must have happened
between these two.

   "Why not?" David continued.  "She's been telling me she's hated me for
the past five years and now I'm just returning the favor." He would have
said more but now he only wanted to run away.

   "Please, let's all settle down," Eleanor pleaded.  She knew her daughter
could be as mean as the devil but she never realized how deeply it affected
her son.  Ever since their father had divorced her Eleanor had come to
depend on David's level headedness and common sense advice.

   "I didn't mean it," sniffed Kelly.  "I don't hate you.  I've never hated
you."

   "Oh, honey," said Eleanor.  "If you say something mean to someone often
enough even if you don't mean it, he'll begin to believe it.  I'm just
sorry I didn't try to stop you before this."

   "I'm sorry," Kelly whispered.  David and his mom looked at each other in
surprise.  It had been a long time since Kelly had said she was sorry about
anything.

   "Are you sorry, too, David?" his mother asked.

   "I...  I guess so if Kelly really means it." David was sure his sister
was going to tell the rest of the story at any moment.  Why was she holding
back?  It was probably going to be more blackmail.  The young man wouldn't
be able to bluff his way out of this one.

   "Well, I'm glad we have that settled.  Shall we try to have a pleasant
meal?"

   "I'm not that hungry," said Kelly.  "I'm going to bed." She rose from
the table and left.

   "I'm not that hungry either," said David and got up to leave.

   "I'll cover your plates and put them in the refrigerator," Eleanor
called after him.  "I'm sure you'll both be hungry later."

   David lay back on his bed and tried to relax but he was still too upset.
Maybe I should be the one to tell Mom everything that took place David
thought.  It would be just as bad whenever the full story came out but the
young man thought the tension of waiting only made it worse for him.

   David must have dozed off because when he looked at his bedside clock it
was three hours later than the last time he looked.  His mom must be in bed
by now but something had wakened him.  He looked toward the door and gasped
in terror.  His bedroom door was open and a silhouette was framed in the
doorway.  It could only be Kelly.  David's sister had a knife and she was
there to carry out her threat of cutting off his prick for what he had done
to her.

   "Wha-what?" he cried as the teenager scrambled out of bed and faced his
assailant.  David immediately realized he'd made a bad move.  He was backed
into a corner and trapped.  The young man was bigger and stronger than his
sister but he was weaponless and she had a knife.  David did some rapid
calculating.  If he started screaming right away his mother would awaken
and come to his rescue.  He might suffer some cuts when Kelly attacked but
he would do everything to protect his genitals from the knife blade.  Wait
a minute!  What if Kelly didn't obey their mother?  He'd have to sit down
to piss for the rest of his life.  Will she try to castrate me too?  Oh,
god!  Please, no!

   "I just want to talk to you," said Kelly.

   "What about?" David demanded in a quavering voice.  Kelly sounded sane
and reasonable but that didn't mean a thing.  The young man wished it
wasn't so dark and that he had his glasses.  Both the lamp and his glasses
were where his sister was standing.  Maybe she was just trying to put off
his guard to make her attack on him easier.

   "About today, of course," said his sister reasonably.  Kelly walked a
bit closer to the side of the bed and David cringed more into his corner.
His sister seemed to finally realize David's distress and switched on the
lamp.  David began to breathe a little easier when he could see Kelly was
unarmed.  It must have been his imagination.

   David shrugged his shoulders.  "There isn't much to talk about except to
say that I was in the wrong completely.  There was no rational excuse for
my behavior and I realize that my life is basically over when Mom and the
authorities find out.  There's no way I can ever make this up to you and I
know an apology is completely inadequate."

   "That's not what I wanted to talk to you about," said Kelly.

   "Then, what?"

   "Well, I guess I wanted to be the one to do all the apologizing."

   "I don't understand, Kelly.  You didn't rape me.  I raped you."

   "I didn't rape you literally but I've done a pretty good job of making
your life miserable for the longest time." Kelly lay down on the bed facing
him.  "Close the door and let me turn off the light." For the first time
David noticed that Kelly was dressed in one of her skimpy negligees.  He
quickly closed the door and crawled into the bed beside his sister.  David
was glad Kelly switched off the lamp.  Despite his fright he could feel his
prick start to harden.  I must behave he told himself.  If Kelly was
feeling as guilty as he was David might be able to convince his sister to
remain quiet about the rape.  God!  That would be a lifesaver.  He'd agree
to become Kelly's slave for the rest of his life.

   There was a quiet for a while and David began to wonder if Kelly had
fallen asleep.  He was close enough to hear her steady breathing but he
couldn't tell if her eyes were closed.  Finally she said, "I don't believe
it would be helpful to bring Mom in on this, do you?"

   "I don't think so either," David said breathing a sigh of relief. 
Whatever his sister wanted in return for her silence he would gratefully
give to her.

   "We've been pretty mean to each other," she said, "but I've been mean to
you a lot longer." This was certainly true thought David but he didn't want
to say anything that might upset his sister again.  "I suppose I should be
the one to start making things up to you."

   "Kelly, you don't have to..."

   "Shut up, brother.  I'm doing this my way unless you want to discuss the
situation with Mom."

   "N-no!  I won't say another word."

   "Good," said Kelly.  The next thing she heard was a gasp as she stuck
her tiny hand through the fly of David's pajamas and grasped his prick.

   "Kelly, uh..."

   "Shush!  This is my show.  You had your say earlier.  Get on your back,"
she ordered.

   David mentally shrugged and obeyed Kelly's direction.  This was so
totally weird!  A few minutes before he'd thought his sister was there to
mutilate him and now she was voluntarily playing with his dick.  Did Kelly
have some diabolical motive behind this treat?  If she did David knew he
was completely defenseless and at her mercy.  He felt Kelly move and then
he gasped again when he felt something wet brush across the head of his
prick.  Oh jeez!  It was her tongue!  Kelly was going to give him a blow
job!

   "You like that, huh?" Kelly said when she heard David groan in pleasure.

   "Yes!" was as eloquent as he could get.  The young man felt his sister's
mouth engulf his entire prick.  This more than made up for Kelly giving him
hell for the last five years as far David was concerned but apparently his
little sister wasn't through.  She started to tug on the waistband of his
pajamas and he lifted his hips to assist her.  He only became concerned
when she started to straddle his hips.

   "What are you doing?"

   "What does it look like I'm doing?  I'm getting ready to fuck you."

   "B-but you're not protected.  You might get pregnant." He groaned when
Kelly grabbed his prick and guided it into her tight little snatch and
established a slow fucking rhythm.

   "That possibility didn't bother you this afternoon."

   "Yeah, but I was pissed and crazy."

   "You should have thought out the consequences.  Now I can't go very long
without having a stiff prick inside me."

   "But I'm your brother."

   "Hmm, would you prefer having the high school jocks fuck me?  They all
want to, you know.  Now that I know what it's like I can't get enough.  You
wouldn't want me to get a reputation as a slut would you?"

   "No," David groaned.  "I hate those clowns."

   Kelly stopped fucking David and said, "I never want to hear you say that
word again.  Do you understand me, mister?  You really hurt my feelings
when you called me a you-know-what, too."

   "I'm sorry I said that," David said sincerely.  He didn't even care that
Kelly hadn't made the same promise.  "I promise I'll never say any of those
words again."

   "Good," said Kelly and started fucking her brother again.  David groaned
once more and just let nature and instinct take its course.  He had tried
to do the right thing by warning Kelly of the possible consequences but the
fact was that he was enjoying himself too much to protest further.  It
wasn't too much longer before David was depositing another load of sperm
inside Kelly's vagina.  The young coed sped up her rhythm when she felt her
brother's prick swell up and reached her orgasm as he was softening inside
her.  "Yummy!" Kelly exclaimed.  "That was my first cum with a guy's prick
inside me."

   "I'm still worried about you not being protected," said David.  He was
afraid of sounding like a nagging mother.

   Kelly leaned over and kissed her brother on the lips.  "It's sweet of
you to be so worried about me but I think it's a safe time of the month."
She slid over to David's side and rested her head on his shoulder.  David
reached over and caressed his sister.  Of all the scenarios that had raced
through his mind during the rest of the day this one hadn't even been in
the running.

   "Kelly, I uh still don't understand why you're acting this way," David
began.  "I kind of, you know, thought you'd be totally disgusted with me.
Why didn't you give me away to Mom or call the police?"

   "Well, you took me like I was your woman so I figured I belonged to
you."

   "Huh?"

   Kelly giggled.  "Don't ask me to explain it so it makes sense.  All I
know was that I'd belong to the man who, well, was man enough to take me. I
guess that makes me a submissive, huh?  That's why I've always been afraid
of boys."

   "Jeez!  You're afraid of boys?  Every boy I've ever talked to has been
afraid of you."

   "I put on a very good front.  I can't help it if the boy who finally saw
through me was my own brother."

   "You give me too much credit.  I still think of you as my sister, not as
my, uh, woman."

   "Does that mean you want to kick me out of your bed?"

   "Not a chance," David declared hugging Kelly closer to him.  God, how he
wanted to fuck her again right there but the day had totally exhausted him.
"I just think we should be very cautious and you should get on birth
control right away."

   "Well, duh," said Kelly displaying some of her old attitude.  "I'm not
exactly going to make a public announcement of our new relationship and I'm
not going to let you take me out to the Prom.  You're going to have to get
someone else as a date."

   David chuckled.  "I wasn't planning on asking anyone to the Prom so
you're safe there."

   "Do you need some help?"

   "Well, yeah.  Will you help me get a date with Paige?"

   It was Kelly's turn to chuckle.  "Believe me.  You don't want a date
with Paige or any of the other girls you're thinking about.  They're more
spoiled than me."

   "Would any of them go out with me?"

   "I think so but you've got to remember that most of them have regular
boyfriends and I lied to you when I said I put you down to them.  They all
think you're cute actually but I think you need a girlfriend as submissive
as me that is, when you're not with me."

   "Do you have anyone in mind?  Do I know her?"

   "Well, yes on both questions but she still won't be any good for the
Prom."

   "I don't care.  I'll take her.  Who is this submissive dream date?"

   "It's Mom, of course."



   ------

   Chapter 3

   "You're joking, of course." Of course she is.  This must be one of her
little jokes.

   "I'm not.  I'm serious."

   "But...  that's, uh..."

   "Crazy?"

   "Yeah, sort of." That's a good label for it.

   "So what?"

   "But that's also incest," David protested.

   "What do you think you did to me?" Kelly retorted.

   "Um, committed rape and incest?" But two wrongs don't make a right, do
they?

   "You better believe it!"

   "Yeah, but I've already tried to explain it.  I was pissed and crazy. 
Even though you've forgiven me, I still haven't forgiven myself.  I'd never
want to do that to you again.  I'd never rape Mom.  I mean, look how long
it took for you to provoke me and Mom's an angel compared to you.  Sorry
but it's true."

   Kelly smiled.  "No offense taken.  Well, I wouldn't want you to rape Mom
anyway and if you listen to me, Mom will come to you almost as easily as I
did tonight.  You'd like that I think?"

   "I'm listening," David responded.  Despite his protests, David was more
than willing to listen.  He was eager.  Sure he was shocked by his sister's
proposal but who wouldn't be?  Still, Kelly had inherited her beauty from
their mother and David had had his share of wet dreams about her, too. 
Damn it!  David was afraid it wouldn't take much to convince him at all. 
Already he was having a vision of his beautiful mother lying with him on
this very bed.

   "Good, now I'll try to explain some things about Mom.  The fact is Mom
is a lot like me; she needs a firm hand to control her and tell her what to
do."

   "So, why did she divorce Dad?"

   "Because Dad was a loser."

   "I don't agree with you there," David argued.  "Frankly, I'm surprised
to hear you say that.  He's a nice guy and a good provider even now.  He
made one mistake by cheating on Mom and the next thing you know, they're
divorced."

   "Dad is a nice guy.  That's his trouble.  He's too nice of a guy.  His
one mistake wasn't cheating on Mom; it was feeling guilty and apologizing
for it when she found out.  Mom was so hurt she demanded a divorce and Dad
immediately agreed without putting up a fight."

   "What else could Dad have done?"

   "He should have told Mom to stick it and certainly not apologize and
give her control."

   "Mom would have gotten even more pissed and divorced Dad anyway."

   "No she wouldn't have.  She certainly would have been upset but at least
she would have maintained her respect for Dad and tried to work things out.
I'm certain Mom really didn't want to divorce Dad but events and pride got
in her way."

   "I don't understand, Kelly," said David.  "You're saying if Dad had been
more macho he and Mom would still be together?"

   "That's exactly what I'm saying," agreed his little sister, "but I can
tell you don't believe me.  I'll use today's events to illustrate.  Do you
realize I could own you for what you did to me?"

   "Uh, yeah.  I know you could," David responded.  "Well, you already know
I'm sorry I did it." He could feel face flushing with embarrassment.  He
guessed he'd never live it down.

   "There, you see?  It's not even what you did that gives me that power.
It's the guilt you feel that does it.  Your apology just confirmed it. 
With that kind of attitude you're a loser just like Dad.  A winner doesn't
apologize for his actions, dear brother.  He justifies his actions even if
they're completely wrong."

   "So why are you bothering with me if I'm a loser just like Dad?" Gosh,
he never thought of his dad as a loser but what if Kelly was right?  No
wonder I'm a nobody he thought.

   "Because I saw potential in you," Kelly declared.  "You really started
standing up to me and even though I wanted to kill you, I also started to
respect you.  I realized I didn't want you want you to return to being my
loser big brother.  On the other hand, I didn't want you to turn into a
tyrant so I'm taking it upon myself to train you properly on how to handle
women.  It applies to other areas of life too so I know it'll change your
life for the better and I'm sure you'll be thanking me for it later."

   "Well, how do I convince Mom it's a good idea to sleep with me?  More
importantly, why do you want me sleeping with Mom?  I'd rather limit my
sleeping partners to just you."

   "That's nice of you to say that," Kelly replied, "but we really need to
compromise Mom so that she won't dare try to stop us when she finds out and
I think that's inevitable.  Also, I'm afraid of Mom hooking up with the
wrong type of guy again.  It would be just like her to start dating or even
marrying a loser again.  Worse yet, she might hook up with some guy who's
super macho and that could even be worse.  I'm not sure yet on how we're
going to do it but I'll work on it." Kelly yawned.  "Right now, I'd like to
get some sleep unless you're ready to go again."

   David laughed.  "I wish I were.  Go ahead and get some sleep.  There's
always tomorrow." He was kind of surprised to see his sister turn over and
make herself comfortable in his bed.  "You're staying here?"

   "Why not?  Don't you want me to stay?"

   "Sure I want you to stay but I don't think we're ready for Mom to
discover us sleeping in the same bed yet, do you?"

   "As long as you've set your alarm I doubt if Mom will come looking for
us.  Good night," Kelly said and gave her brother a kiss.  She turned
around and pushed her bottom into David's loins before settling down again.

   This is crazy thought David.  He'd been staring at the little beauty
lying asleep beside him for the past hour and still had trouble believing
his own eyes.  The young man felt wide awake now thinking about what had
happened and the possible consequences.

   When Kelly had been talking to him about her plans it had all made sense
but not when reason and logic were applied.  His little sister was a
complete airhead.  David always knew that.  So why was he listening to her?
Now he realized he was just letting his prick do the thinking for him. 
There was no way their mother was going to allow herself to be seduced by
her own son.  It was absolutely insane and could only result in disaster if
they to try it.

   David caressed his sister's smooth and perfect leg.  She stirred
slightly and the seventeen-year-old felt his cock twitch.  He wanted to
fuck his sister again even with the knowledge that it was wrong but he
seemed to have lost his moral compass.  Well, what was wrong with thinking
with the little head once in a while?  David had grown up being logical and
analytical.  Look where it had gotten him; in Loserville.  He suddenly felt
exhausted again and sleep finally overtook him but not before thinking how
much he wanted to fuck his sister again.

   David had to reach over Kelly to turn off the radio alarm.  It hadn't
gone off yet but he always seemed to wake five minutes before the time set.
He still couldn't believe it.  His sister was still in bed with him.  It
wasn't a dream.  Kelly, his 15-year-old sister, had really come to his bed
and fucked for him.  It was incredible but true.

   The young man embraced Kelly from behind and trapped his morning boner
against her bottom.  "Don't do that," snapped the girl drowsily as she woke
up.

   "Why not?" He'd do as he pleased.  Hadn't she urged him to take control
the night before?

   "Because, you jerk, you're pressing on my full bladder and I'm about
five seconds away from pissing in my pants and on your bed."

   "Oh," he said and quickly released her.

   "Idiot," Kelly muttered.  She jumped out of his bed and scampered out of
his room but not before checking that the coast was clear.  David sighed.
It sounded like things might get back to normal after all.  That, of
course, meant Kelly would return to being a mean little bitch and David
would return to being his sister's main target of abuse.  Somehow, that
didn't bother him anymore.  It had been an exciting day but it had also
been scary.  Even scarier had been his sister's proposed plans for their
mother.  It had been a life experience never to be forgotten but David
would now be willing to tolerate five more years of the old Kelly in order
go back to a more boring existence.

   David heard the toilet flush and the Kelly's bedroom door slam.  He
sighed once more then got up to get ready for school.  "Good morning," he
said when he got to the breakfast table.

   "Good morning, dear," said his mother.  Kelly didn't say anything.  He
wondered what was on her mind.  No, that wasn't right.  He'd be afraid to
find out.  It was best to leave well enough alone.  Besides, the young man
was now being distracted by his mother who was moving about the kitchen. 
It was easy to tell where Kelly got her beauty.  Eleanor Reed was taller
and heavier than her daughter but was still a beauty in her late 30's.

   David wondered why his mother never remarried.  She had dated some since
her divorce but David guessed she still didn't trust men after her falling
out with her husband.  Now the young man wondered how he compared with the
men she found attractive.  Damn it!  Kelly had done a good job of
corrupting his mind.  Now whenever he looked at his mother he would imagine
her as a sex partner.

   "David!  You can't mean this!"

   "Of course I mean it, Mother.  Take off your clothes and get on the
bed."

   "I'm your mother!  You shouldn't talk to me this way."

   "You're also a good-looking wench.  You're made for fucking."

   "But we can't!  This is incest, David.  It's unnatural and universally
condemned.  I can't let you do this."

   "If it was good enough for Oedipus it's good enough for me.  I want you
to fuck me blind too.  Heh!  Besides, you don't have a choice.  Now take
off your clothes or I'll tear them off."

   "I suppose I don't have a choice but I'll hate you forever and I won't
enjoy it."

   "We'll see.  Look at this, Mother."

   "Eek!  You're too big!  You'll tear me apart!  Your father was built
like a child compared to you."

   "Heh!  heh!  I'll be gentle."

   "Oh no!  It hurts.  Oh!  Mercy, David!  Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!  Oh,
David!  It feels so good now.  Yum!  My son, my master."

   "I told you you'd like it, Mother, and I'm just getting started."
[Passionate music rises to crescendo]

   "Earth to Space Cadet Happy, come in please."

   "Huh?"

   "Mother is asking you a question," said Kelly.  "It's time to wake up
and smell the roses."

   "I'm sorry, Mom.  What did you ask me?"

   "I asked what cereal would you like this morning."

   "Um, I dunno.  What cereals are there?"

   "The same as yesterday, Einstein; Honey Nut Cheerios or Lucky Charms,"
Kelly said.  "Do you feel like a honey bee or a leprechaun today?  It's one
of the great decisions you'll be making today so take your time."

   "I'll just have toast, I guess."

   "The boy punts," yelled his sister.

   "Well, I can tell things are back to normal between you two," said
Eleanor.  "I was hoping you had learned your lesson, young lady.  Don't say
you weren't warned."

   "I won't, Mom," Kelly replied.  David glared at his sister but Kelly
just smiled and winked.  Now what was that all about the boy wondered.

   School that day was just a blur to David.  He'd always loved school but
he'd never been so inattentive.  When he wasn't thinking about the events
of the previous day he was fantasizing being the family stud to his mother
and sister.  Luckily, his teachers didn't seem to notice his daydreaming
and he breathed a sigh of relief when the school day finally ended.  He
briefly wondered what Kelly had up her sleeve to make his life miserable
but it really didn't matter.  He'd do what it took to get along with her.
He walked into the house and dropped his books on the floor.

   "Well, it took you long enough to get home," said Kelly.  She was
standing at the door to the kitchen.  David was mildly surprised.  She
usually hung out with her girl friends or a boy and invariable arrived home
after him.

   "Hello to you too."

   "I need you to help me prepare for a test on Monday."

   "Sure," David replied.  "Bring your books over to the table and we'll
get started." This was part of David's new spirit of cooperation with
Kelly. He'd help her out no matter how put upon he felt without trying to
bargain with her.  David worked with his sister on some math problems for
about an hour he was fairly certain she understood the material.  "If you
have any more questions just let me know."

   "Thanks big brother," said Kelly.  She reached over and gave him a kiss
and hug.  Gosh!  Her tits were pressed against his chest and she wasn't
letting go.  David could feel his prick inflating and he was going to grab
her any moment now.

   "Uh, K-Kelly," David stammered.  "You don't have to thank me this way. I
did it because I wanted to."

   "I'm doing this because I want to," Kelly replied.  She reached down and
brushed his prick.

   "No, Kelly!" he exclaimed.  "I, uh just think we should go back to the
way things were."

   "Oh?  You liked me being a bitch, huh?  I know plenty of guys who must
feel the same way because I treat 'em like dirt and they come back for
more. I'm thinking of having them call me Mistress Kelly.  Would you like
to call me Mistress Kelly?"

   "N-no, I uh don't want to call you Mistress Kelly.  I just think we
should have a normal brother-sister relationship and that doesn't include
sex with each other.  I still feel guilty for what I did to you and the
only way I think I can get over it is to stop what we're doing right now."

   "Was it something I did or said?"

   "No, no, that's not it," said David.  "Well, you were pretty short with
me this morning and I guess it's something I'm used to from you.  It felt
normal."

   "I'm not a morning person, okay?  Besides, you were pressing down on my
bladder and anyway, you can't expect a leopard to change her spots
overnight, can you?"

   "No, I suppose not," David conceded.  "But...  well...  it was that
other stuff...  about Mom...  you know?  I don't think I could go through
with what you want me to do with Mom even if what you say is true...  about
her needing it.  D-don't get me wrong.  I do believe what you say...  about
Mom, I mean but well...  I don't think I'm the right man for the job."

   "So you want to be a loser just like Dad?"

   "I still don't agree with you about Dad being a loser," said David, "but
if Dad is a loser then so am I."

   "Mr.  Pee Pee doesn't agree with you," Kelly said as she brushed his
throbbing prick once more.

   "Mr.  uh Pee Pee doesn't have anything to say about it."

   "Look, he's crying." Kelly pointed at a small wet spot forming on the
crotch of his trousers.  David jumped up and moved away from the table. 
This was too hard he thought and he wasn't just thinking about his prick.

   "I just want to assure you that I'll never turn down any requests for
help and I'll appreciate any pointers you can give me for meeting and
dating girls."

   "I need help from your prick right now."

   "I mean help with your homework," David blurted and began to retreat to
his room.  He had to jack off.

   "So you're just going to leave me at the mercy of the football squad?"
Kelly yelled.

   "Use self control," the young man called back, "just like me."

   "Yeah, sure," said a disgusted Kelly.  "Thanks a lot." She stuck out her
tongue in his direction.  Well, she had a free tutor from now on.  A couple
of weeks ago that would have satisfied Kelly but she was used to getting
her own way completely and a partial victory didn't cut it now.  She'd have
to think about it.

   "Hello, dear," said Eleanor Reed as she arrived home from work.  How was
your day?  Is David home?"

   "The day was fine, Mom, and David is home."

   "Are you two finally over your trauma from yesterday?"

   "Well, David is but I'm not sure about me."

   "If you'd like to talk about it with me, dear, I'm more than willing to
listen and offer my advice if you think you need it."

   "I'm not sure you'd understand, Mom.  You'd probably just get angry and
start yelling."

   "I promise not to do any of that if you decide to discuss it with me,
especially if it helps you understand it or feel better about it."

   "You really promise you won't get upset?"

   "I really promise I won't get upset," Eleanor assured her daughter.  How
bad could it be?

   "Thanks a lot, Mom.  I really appreciate it.  Will you also promise to
just keep this between you and me?"

   "Cross my heart and hope to die," Eleanor swore.

   "Yesterday, David raped me," Kelly declared.  David Reed lay on his bed
having just completed a satisfactory beat-off session.  There was no reason
for it but he suddenly felt cold and shuddered...  as if someone had just
walked over his grave.  He had no idea how right he was.



   ------

   Chapter 4

   "Wha- what did you say?" Eleanor suddenly felt faint.  She staggered
over to a chair and collapsed into it.  She must have misunderstood her
daughter's statement.

   "David raped me," Kelly repeated.  She calmly sat down across from her
mother and nodded her head in affirmation.

   "There...  there must be some kind of mistake.  Your brother wouldn't do
any such thing," the distraught mother declared.

   "I know it's hard to believe but it's the truth.  David really did rape
me."

   Eleanor Reed suddenly jumped up.  Shock had turned to anger.  "Kelly Ann
Reed, if this one of your little jokes I don't find it the least bit
funny."

   "It's not a joke.  It's the truth.  Where are you going?"

   "I'm going to confront your brother.  That's what I'm going to do,"
Eleanor announced and started walking toward her son's room.

   "You promised you wouldn't, Mother."

   Eleanor wheeled about and returned to where her daughter was sitting. 
"You can't expect me sit here and take this calmly as if we were discussing
the weather, can you?  If your brother did...  this thing...  we have to
find out why...  and...  and get him professional help.  Can't you
understand?"

   "Well, I can tell you the why if you want to listen but you have to keep
your promise not to go to David...  at least not yet.  Do you promise?"

   Eleanor took a deep breath and sat back down next to her daughter.  "I'm
listening, Kelly," she finally said.

   Kelly took a deep breath herself and said, "Remember the evening I told
you that David told me to show him my boobs?"

   "Yes, I remember that," her mother replied.

   "Well...  uh, I showed him my boobs."

   "You did what?" Eleanor was feeling her blood pressure rise.

   "I showed David my boobs."

   "And then he raped you?"

   "Not then...  then he sort of...  groped me."

   Eleanor rubbed at her temples.  A big giant headache was on its way. 
"Why did you expose yourself to your brother, Kelly?"

   "I figured he might help me with my homework.  I thought it was a good
idea at the time." The pretty coed smiled tentatively.  This was harder
than she originally thought.

   "You said nothing to me at the time," the older woman observed.

   "No...  uh...  I didn't.  I guess I was too embarrassed to say anything
about it at the time plus...  he did help me with my history test so I sort
of thought he was saying he was sorry when he did that."

   "So David...  attacked you yesterday.  You were very upset at the dinner
table, you both were."

   "That happened yesterday like I said."

   "What in heaven's name provoked this attack?"

   "Well, after that first time I figured David would continue to help me
with my homework and projects.  He owed it to me after all.  Don't you
agree?"

   "Please continue, Kelly," her mother said noncommittally.  Kelly
shrugged her shoulders and continued.

   "Well, David didn't agree at all.  He thought helping me with one test
made up for his playing with my boobs without my permission.  Can you
imagine the nerve of him saying that to me?  Of course, that was completely
wrong in my opinion and I told him so.  I was feeling kind of desperate
with more tests coming up and another project.  I threatened to tell on him
but he called my bluff.  I went crazy and started screaming insults in his
face and then he went crazy and the next thing you know I'm laying on my
back with my clothes off and David is laying on top of me with his clothes
off and his thing in me and he's calling me a whore." Kelly took a deep
breath and said, "So, what do you think?" It was the girl's version of what
really happened but Kelly didn't want to go into too much detail.

   The headache's here thought Eleanor.  "What do I think?  I think I'm
very disappointed in you, Kelly.  I'm very disappointed in you both." She
got up and got herself a glass of water.  There was a bottle of pain
reliever on the counter and the distraught woman popped a couple with the
water.  She knew it wouldn't do any good.  For the first time Eleanor
wished she kept liquor in the house.  She wanted a drink badly.  She turned
back to Kelly.  "Of course David had no right to assault you no matter what
the provocation was.  Do you realize what the consequences could be?  My
god!  You could be pregnant at this very moment!" Eleanor always thought
David had more self control than that.

   "I think I'm safe, Mom.  My period is due in a couple of days and if I
miss it I'll let you know."

   "That's a rather blasé attitude to take don't you think, young lady?"

   "I had my fit of hysterics yesterday, Mother, as you well know.  I feel
a lot better discussing this calmly with you."

   Eleanor nodded.  Her daughter was right.  The best thing to do right now
was to talk this out in a calm and rational manner.  "Speaking of
discussions, I'd like David to join us.  This incident is too serious not
to involve him.  He has to realize the wrongful nature of his act.  He
could be facing criminal charges right now if the police were called."

   "I'm not calling the police on him," Kelly promised.  "I certainly hope
you don't because I'll deny everything."

   "I'm not going to call the police on your brother, Kelly.  I just want
to make sure David realizes that sexually assaulting someone is
unacceptable behavior and it can never be repeated...  with anyone."

   "Oh, I think he realizes it now.  David and I discussed everything last
night and he was all apologetic and remorseful.  This won't happen again in
a thousand years."

   "I'm relieved to hear that," said her mother.  "I still feel I should at
least talk to him."

   "Please don't say anything to him, Mother.  David begged and pleaded
with me not to tell you or anyone else and I promised him I wouldn't.  It's
just that I needed to confide in someone else about it and I knew I could
count on you."

   "Very well," Eleanor responded.  "I'm glad you confided in me and I
understand that keeping that promise with your brother is very important.
It would probably be counterproductive for me to talk to him right now but
I just want you to let me know if David starts acting odd again.  Whatever
you do please don't provoke him again." Eleanor felt she was acting against
her better judgment.  She wondered if she shouldn't be calling a mental
health professional for her son.

   "Thanks, Mom," said Kelly.  She reached over and hugged her mother. 
"I'm sure you won't have to worry.  Any sex between David and me from now
on will be purely consensual."

   "What did you say?" Eleanor gasped.

   "I said--"

   "I heard what you said and I can't believe you said it."

   "I thought you'd be happy to know David won't be raping any more."

   "I am...  b-but...  you can't do it any more...  with your brother... 
even if it is consensual." Eleanor was beginning to fear her daughter was
losing her mind.  The rape must have been too much for her impressionable
young mind.  Either that or I'm the one going crazy the distraught woman
thought.  She vaguely wondered if there might be some tranquilizers lying
around in her medicine cabinet.  "I-I mean, why would you even want to
after what he did?" The pretty mother actually began to hope this was all
just a colossal joke in very poor taste.  She'd now be grateful if it was.

   "Normally I'd agree with you but after we slept together last night--"

   "What did you say?" Eleanor gasped.

   "I said--"

   "I heard what you said and I can't believe you said it."

   Kelly giggled.  "We seem to be repeating ourselves."

   Kelly's poor mother was feeling faint.  "I need to go lie down for a
bit, honey.  We...  we need to discuss this further." Her headache wasn't
going to go away any time soon and she needed a while to herself to think
clearly.  She got up and walked unsteadily to her bedroom and then turned
around.  "And David was okay with this?"

   "Yeah, I think so.  He was kind of shy at first but he never tried to
kick me out of his bed and I stayed the whole night."

   "You spent the entire night together," she said as if trying to
understand what her daughter was saying.  Both of my children have lost
their minds was the phrase that kept repeating itself in her mind.  She
continued to her bedroom.  She was feeling suddenly very old and tired.

   David had cleaned up after his jack off session and was lying on his bed
reading quietly when the door opened and his sister walked in.  "I wish
you'd knock from now on," he said.  David would have hated it if she walked
in and he was still beating off.

   Kelly sniffed a bit and then wrinkled her nose.  "Have you been beating
off?  I smell cum in here.  You look sunburned."

   "What do you want, Kelly?" her exasperated and embarrassed brother
asked.

   "I just want to be with my lover for a while.  That's all." She sat down
on the edge of David's bed and caressed his thigh.

   "We're not lovers, Kelly.  We can't be together any more.  It's too
risky...  don't!" the young man cried when the attractive coed moved her
hand over the fly of his jeans.  "Mom might come home and find us."

   "She's already home.  Don't worry about Mom finding out.  She already
knows.  I told her."

   "What did you say?" David gasped.

   "Now don't go sounding like Mom."

   "I'm dead meat," Kelly's brother groaned and closed his eyes.

   "This breaking news just in," the TV announcer intoned.  "Police and FBI
agents have launched a nationwide manhunt for David 'Mad Dog' Reed, the
17-year-old youth wanted in connection with the alleged rape of his little
sister and now the main suspect in every unsolved sex crime in three states
according to informed sources.

   "Shoot to kill orders have been issued to all law enforcement personnel.
A one million dollar reward has been offered for the apprehension and
immediate execution of Reed.  Various organizations, including the ACLU,
have pledged money to increase the reward fund which is expected to grow to
25 million dollars by tomorrow night.  We go now to a live news conference
being held by Mrs.  Eleanor Reed, the suspect's mother in the driveway of
her suburban home."

   "Kill the bastard!" Eleanor screamed at the numerous television cameras
present as well as other media.  "Kill the bastard after what he did to my
innocent little baby!  I curse the day I gave birth to that hideous
monster!"

   "I'm dead meat," David groaned once again and opened his eyes.

   "Well, at least that's different from what Mom was saying."

   "Why?" David wailed.  "Why did you tell Mom?"

   "It's part of my grand plan for you to seduce Mom."

   "I'd ask you elaborate on that statement but I'm afraid your explanation
might actually start to make sense and then I'd know I've lost my mind."

   "There's no need to get sarcastic.  I know what I'm doing," the pretty
coed declared.  She gave her brother a reassuring smile and squeezed his
prick affectionately.  Kelly felt his prick twitch in response.

   "I think I should just cut my throat right now and save everyone the
trouble," said David.  I must be sick he thought.  Kelly just ruined my
life and I'm getting turned on again.

   "Don't be so melodramatic.  I talked Mom into keeping silent for now. 
That'll give me time to plan my next move."

   "Which procedure would you prefer for David, Mrs.  Reed?" the surgeon
asked.  "We could castrate him or lobotomize him."

   "I'm not sure," said Eleanor.  "Which one is covered by my medical
insurance plan?"

   "Neither one unfortunately," the surgeon explained, "but we're willing
to donate our services since we feel it will be for the public good to
protect young girls and women from sexual predators like your son."

   "Well then by all means, do both," Eleanor replied.

   "I'm not going to let anyone perform surgery on me," David told his
sister.  "I'm going to run away."

   "What the heck are you talking about?" said Kelly.

   "Never mind," David replied.  He felt strangely helpless as he watched
Kelly unzip the fly of his jeans and expose his rapidly stiffening prick to
her interested examination.  Despite its recent workout his prick seemed
quite happy to see Kelly and quickly stood to attention in honor of her
presence.  Despite the disaster looming before his eyes, David desired his
sister more than anything in the world...  at least at that moment.  What
the hell the boy thought.  This is probably going to be my last
opportunity. The condemned man gets his last wish.

   Kelly stood up and stripped naked from the waist down and then straddled
her brother's waist.  She then positioned his prick with her delicate
fingers and then began to guide his prick inside her tight little snatch.
David groaned in pleasure as he felt Kelly's wet cunt gradually envelop the
entire length of his cock until it was fully inside her.  The 15-year-old
beauty began to fuck her brother in a slow rocking motion.  "Do you love
me, David?" Kelly asked.

   "You know I do," the young man responded.

   "If you love me you also have to trust me," said Kelly.  What the heck
does that mean thought David.

   "I do trust you, Kelly," David insisted insincerely.  "I just want to
understand how you telling Mom will help me...  uh, well...  you know what
I mean."

   "I just know Mom, that's all.  She'll do almost anything to avoid a
confrontation.  That'll give us time to eventually dominate her and get her
to join our little game."

   "I'm glad you're so confident about this but I'm not," said David.

   "We'll discuss this later," Kelly said as she built up to an orgasm. 
"Don't worry.  Mom won't seriously think about doing anything until it's
too late.  Oh god, David!  I'm cumming!" she squealed.

   "Jeez!  Pipe down, will ya?" David exclaimed.  "Do you want Mom to
hear?" He couldn't know their mother already heard.

   "Hello," said Eleanor.  "May I please speak to Dr.  Phroyd?"

   "This is Dr.  Sigmund Phroyd speaking," said the voice on the other end
of the line.

   "Dr.  Phroyd, my name Mrs.  Eleanor Reed.  My HMO, PathetiCare, gave me
your name as a psychiatrist practicing in my area."

   "My specialty is psychiatry, Mrs.  Reed and I do accept PathetiCare
coverage.  How may I be of assistance?"

   "I'm not sure how to begin, Doctor." Eleanor felt like crying.  She
never dreamed she'd have the need of a psychiatrist's care...  especially
for her children.

   "It's best to start at the beginning, Mrs.  Reed.  Why did you feel the
need to meet with a psychiatrist?"

   "It's my children, Dr.  Phroyd.  My daughter Kelly is 15 years old and
my son David is 17 years old.  I'm afraid they've established an unhealthy
relationship with each other...  a sexual relationship."

   "Yes, I understand why you called me, Mrs.  Reed," said Dr.  Phroyd.  "I
would like to meet with Kelly and David as soon as possible." Eleanor made
the appointment and hung up.  She felt she didn't have a choice after she
was walking by David's bedroom door and heard her children talking to each
other.  Eleanor couldn't hear everything they were saying but Eleanor heard
enough to know Kelly wasn't just making up a story.  They really were
having sex with each other.  Other than sending David away to live with a
distant relative the distraught mother didn't know what else to do. 
Getting them psychiatric care seemed the best course.

   David and Kelly sat in the waiting room of the psychiatrist's office
glaring at each other.  "Don't worry about Mom, you said.  She won't tell
anyone else.  She'd be too embarrassed.  Thanks for ruining my life,"
sneered David.

   "Just shut up," Kelly replied.  "This is all your fault, you know."

   "My fault?  How is it my fault?  You're the one who decided to blab to
Mom about what happened.  How is it my fault?"

   "You raped me."

   "You deserved it."

   "Mom told me there was absolutely no justification for you to attack me
no matter what the provocation was and she was right.  That makes it your
fault." David was trying to think of a stinging reply when the door to the
inner office door opened.  Their mother stepped out accompanied by a
well-dressed older man.

   "I'll wait out here," said Eleanor.

   "Thank you, Mrs.  Reed," the man replied and turned toward her children.
"I'm Dr.  Phroyd.  Won't you two please come in?" David and Kelly looked at
each other nervously and slowly stood up.  They stared mutely at their
mother as if silently pleading with her to reconsider her decision for them
to meet with this shrink.  Eleanor sat down and avoided eye contact with
her two children.  The siblings shrugged their shoulders and walked through
to the inner office.

   On the other side of the office door two burly men in white uniforms,
armed with nets and strait jackets, crouched in readiness to grab and
subdue the two unfortunate young people.  Once they were rendered helpless
the siblings would be taken to the state hospital for the criminally insane
for an indefinite and an especially unpleasant stay.

   ------

   Chapter 5

   David seemed to sense the hostile presence behind him as he followed his
sister Kelly into Dr.  Phroyd's luxuriously appointed office.  He knew
resistance was probably useless, but the young man knew he couldn't submit
without at least putting up a fight.  The 17-year-old turned to confront
his attackers and saw ...  nothing.  It had been his imagination working
overtime again.  He relaxed slightly, but remained on alert.  Dr.  Phroyd
and Kelly were already seated in a couple of comfortable-looking chairs. 
Next to the chairs was an end table with a lamp and a coffee table.  It
could have been anyone's living room.  Nothing had been said yet, but David
could tell he was already under close observation by the psychiatrist.  He
finally sat down in a chair closest to Kelly, but decided to study the
carpet pattern on the floor.

   "As you might have expected, your mother has given me a brief rundown on
what occurred between you two," said Dr.  Phroyd.  "I'd like you both to
give me your versions of events and please include your thoughts and
feelings as they occurred."

   "Who do you want to start?" said Kelly.

   "Either one of you can start," the doctor replied.  "And the other
person should feel free to jump in with additions, corrections or opinions
to the narrative.  It might save some time this way."

   "I'll start," said the pretty coed.  David listened closely as Kelly
related the events that had landed them in this fix.  He didn't really want
to participate, but when he felt his sister was putting too much of her own
spin on things, he found himself adding his version of the story.  It
really didn't take very long.  Dr.  Phroyd, for his part, just listened. 
He asked for a few clarifications and calmed things down when Kelly and
David started to argue over details.  At the end of it, both Kelly and
David felt relaxed with their psychiatrist.

   "How did you come to the conclusion that your mother and you should
become David's bed mates, Kelly?"

   "I don't know," Kelly replied.  "It just felt right." She shrugged her
shoulders.  "I guess I'm totally crazy, huh?"

   "On the contrary," said the psychiatrist.  "I think you're totally sane
and what's more, you're totally right in your conclusion.  You're very
mature and insightful for your age, Kelly.  David, I think you're very
lucky to have a sister like Kelly."

   "I don't understand," said the confused coed.  "Do you mean I did
something right?"

   "I don't understand either," said an equally confused David.  "Having
sex with a blood relative is supposed to be totally wrong ...  right?"

   "Not necessarily, David.  There's a new wave of thinking in psychiatric
medicine that will very soon turn everyone's thinking upside down.  In many
cases, the old wrong will become the new right and old right will become
the new wrong.  It will sweep the nation and the world.

   "So, since me and David didn't do anything wrong, we shouldn't even have
to be here, right?"

   "That's correct as far as it goes," said Dr.  Phroyd.  "However, it's
essential that I help you understand this new way of thinking so that you
can deal effectively with others who will still want to cling to the old
ways."

   "I can hardly wait to tell Mom we're okay," said Kelly.

   "Unfortunately, your mother is still part of the old thinking and I
doubt if she would believe you if you told her that."

   "But if you told her she'd believe you.  You're the doctor after all."

   "I don't think she would believe even me at this point.  And I probably
wouldn't see you two again.  She is your parent and you're both still
minors.  Also, I would lose the opportunity to treat your mother."

   "You mean Mom is the one who's sick?" David asked.

   "You can safely say that," said Dr.  Phroyd.  "But she's come to me for
help in the nick of time.  I think I can cure her very easily at this point
in time.  But I'll need you both to cooperate."

   "We'll help in any way we can," said David and his sister nodded in
agreement.

   "Excellent," said Dr.  Phroyd.  "Your mother will think she has come to
me to discuss her children's treatments, but she will soon be the one in
therapy.  If your mother responds to treatment, and I believe she will, she
will very quickly come to accept as normal her son and daughter sleeping
together.  Why?  Because it's normal.  She will even come to share her bed
with her son in the very near future."

   "What do you need us to do?" said Kelly.

   "I'm going to call your mother back in and talk to her privately.  That
conversation will give me an idea on how to proceed.  Do either have a cell
phone?  I may need to talk to you at another time."

   "I have one," said Kelly.  "Gosh!  I can't believe I'm hearing this."

   "I can't either," said David.  This was turning out totally different
than he'd imagined.

   ------

   "Thank you for coming back in, Mrs.  Reed," said Dr.  Phroyd.

   "That's quite all right, Dr.  Phroyd.  Can my children be helped?"

   "Of course they can be helped," Dr.  Phroyd responded.  "With years of
therapy I can achieve great breakthroughs with David and Kelly." The
woman's jaw dropped.

   "That sounds expensive."

   "It is expensive; tens of thousands of dollars even with insurance. 
Probably more."

   "I can't afford that," Eleanor protested.

   "Very few people can, Mrs.  Reed."

   "Isn't there any other way?" The poor woman was on the verge of tears.

   "There is one other way, but it's not an approved therapy so it's not
covered by insurance.  It's effective, cheap by comparison and treatment
shows results very quickly."

   "I'm definitely onboard, Dr.  Phroyd," Eleanor said quickly.  Her hopes
were rising once again.  "But if this therapy works why aren't all
psychiatrists using it?"

   "My dear Mrs.  Reed, psychiatrists charge big money for their services.
They only use this therapy after wringing out as much money as they can
from the patient using traditional therapies.  We're not unlike other
physicians that way.  But I'm not like that.  Having made that admission I
hope you don't report me to my colleagues.  I would be in big trouble.

   "I won't tell anyone, Doctor," Eleanor assured the good doctor.  "When
do we start?  How can I help?" Dr.  Phroyd smiled.

   "I like your attitude Mrs.  Reed.  We can start laying the groundwork
now.  You can help by entering therapy also."

   "But how can my entering therapy help?"

   "I believe the roots of David's and Kelly's behavior can be found
somewhere in their family background.  With you being their mother and
rearing them since their births, the most useful information could be
provided by you.  It would require you to be as frank and open with me as
David and Kelly need to be.  Also, it would give your children the feeling
that this isn't something being done to them, that you fully support them
and are willing to be part of the solution."

   "In that case I'll be glad to do it.  Will it cost more?"

   "Please don't worry about money, Mrs.  Reed.  I know how to bill the
insurance company so the entire therapy will be fully covered less your
small deductible and no one will be the wiser."

   "I'm so grateful to you, Dr.  Phroyd.  I feel very confident with my
children and me in your capable hands."

   "I shall work to justify your confidence.  Now I'm setting their next
appointment for two weeks from this evening.  In the meantime I need you to
observe their behavior, but by no means interfere with them unless it's
life threatening."

   "What if they continue to ...  you know?"

   "Merely make a note of their behavior.  If you try to interfere with
them they will then hide it from you and may never confide in you again. 
If you wish to take precautions schedule an appointment for Kelly with your
gynecologist or family physician so that she can get a prescription for
birth control.  Purchase a box of condoms for David.  Who knows?  The shock
of being forced to come here might have put them off each other
permanently."

   "I certainly hope so, but I'll do what you suggest the first thing in
the morning," Eleanor responded.  "What kind of behavior should I be
looking for?"

   "You should be looking for signs of antisocial behavior at home or at
school, drug or alcohol use, falling grades, skipping classes, unexcused
absences and anything else you consider worrisome or unusual.  I'm sure the
school will call you if something serious comes up there.  There's no need
to spy on them.  Just keep your eyes and ears open."

   "Yes, sir." I guess things could be worse Eleanor thought.

   "Do you have any other questions?"

   "I'm sure I have a hundred questions, but I'm so nervous right now I
can't think of a one.  What if I mess up?" Dr.  Phroyd smiled kindly.

   "Mrs.  Reed, I realize you're a concerned parent not a professional
observer.  You won't mess up.  If you'd like I could prescribe something to
relax you.  It won't interfere with your concentration at your job or at
home as long as you take the capsules as directed."

   "I'd appreciate that, Dr.  Phroyd."

   "You should also call my secretary in the morning for an appointment to
begin your part in this therapy."

   ------

   Eleanor fretted silently on the drive home.  All kinds of what-ifs
flitted through her mind.  What if the children refused to cooperate?  What
if David impregnated Kelly?  The poor woman hated the idea of allowing her
children to continue having sex, but what choice did she have?  Sending
David away to live with a relative was an option, but was that a solution?
Anybody she could send him to would want to know the reason behind sending
her son away.  It would be too humiliating and embarrassing to explain. 
David would be sure to resent it and Kelly probably would also.  If Eleanor
outright forbade the pair from having sex they would probably do just as
Dr. Phroyd predicted and start hiding it from their mother.  What would
that accomplish?  She finally broke the silence.

   "I ...  uh, have to drop off a prescription order at the pharmacy.  It
shouldn't take long.  I can pick up the prescription tomorrow."

   "That's fine, Mom," said Kelly.

   "While I'm at it I could pick up a box of condoms for you, David."

   "That's a good idea," David responded.  "Thanks for thinking of it."

   "Kelly, would you mind if I called our family physician to get you on
birth control?"

   "I wouldn't mind getting on birth control," her daughter said.

   "I hope you both understand this isn't an okay to continue ...  what
you're doing."

   "We understand that, Mom," David responded.  "You just want us to take
precautions, right?"

   "That's right and the best precaution would be to stop this behavior
completely, don't you think?"

   "David and I are going to be discussing it with each other and with Dr.
Phroyd.  All right, Mom?"

   "All right," Eleanor responded although she wanted to say the exact
opposite.  But doing that would have been counterproductive and she had
already promised Dr.  Phroyd that she would follow his instructions
exactly. Still, things went a lot better than she had expected.  There had
been no resistance to her suggestions.  That was something good she could
report to the psychiatrist.  Also the children were not sulky and resentful
like they were before their appointment.

   ------

   Eleanor's heart fell when after wishing Kelly a good night, she watched
her daughter walk straight to her brother's door, knock and enter.  It
could have been an innocent visit, but the distraught mother didn't think
so with the way Kelly was dressed.  She only wore panties and a thin top,
her usual sleepwear.  Eleanor wanted to call Kelly back, to admonish her,
but that would have gone against Dr.  Phroyd's orders.  She kept her mouth
shut.  Eleanor hoped she could sleep well that night.  Tomorrow would be
another big day.

   "Come in," David said in answer to the knock on his bedroom door.  His
loins twitched when he saw his sister saunter in and close the door.  She
was so sexy.  The young man was no longer frightened by the prospect of a
visit from Kelly to his bedroom although he remained quite nervous.  "I
heard you talking to Mom.  Did she see you come in here?"

   "She sure did," the pretty coed responded.

   "Gosh, Kelly," David said.  "Let's not rub Mom's nose in it.  We don't
want her to freak out again.  She might dump Dr.  Phroyd and get someone
else."

   "Remember he told us no one else in the area will take Mom's insurance
so I don't think we have to worry about that.  The only thing we have to
worry about is being perfect angels in everything else for the time being."

   "I guess that includes using a condom until you get on birth control."
He had never used a condom, but the young man was positive it had nothing
on going bareback.

   "Uh huh." Kelly crawled up on the bed and lay beside her brother molding
her body to his.  They shared a kiss.

   "I just hope I'm not hallucinating because this sure isn't the way I
expected the evening to turn out."

   "And just how did you expect the evening to turn out, big brother?"

   "I would be wearing a straitjacket right about now and locked up alone
in a padded cell."

   "That is exactly what has happened to you, David Reed," Kelly said in a
robotic tone of voice.  David felt a bit panicky even though he was
positive this was just another of his sister's jokes.  At least he was
almost positive.

   "You sure are easy to tease," Kelly said and started giggling.  "I was
just joking."

   "Yeah well, the joke is on you.  I don't think I can get it up now."

   "We'll see about that." Kelly reached into the fly of her brother's
pajama bottoms and exposed his prick.  A quick caress and a little tongue
action started bringing his manhood back to life.

   "Told ya so," Kelly said and bent back to her task.
   ------ To Be Continued...  ------