Tom made me do stuff again today. Tom's my brother-in-law. I live with him and my sister pam in their appartment now. I use to have my own house, but tom said I would move in with them now! It's just a sugestion really, not an order...
I don't HAVE to do everything tom tells me to.
You see, I'm much better off than pam is, financially speaking, not to be a snob or anything, and since I make more at the firm in one month than tom makes in a whole YEAR as a mechanic!!! I confess, i'm a little ashamed my little baby sister pammy wound up marrying such a lower class pig! He treats her like such garbage! Well,... That and his boozing it up and sleeping around on pam all the time...! I never even liked OR respected him!
It just made more sence to turn all my checks over to him...
... And my clothing decissions.
Hmm... I know that last part sounds kind of weird, but it makessence when tom explaines it : move in with them, give tom mycheck the first of each month, give tom my porsh-I now ride pam's old bike to work instead, which kind of puts a wrinkle in my pant suits, but tom says that's what skirts are for!!! All that's fine! I just wish he didn't keep making me...
Well, I don't HAVE to do it...
Pam just never could stand up to people, poor thing. Total opposite of me- something about me is just a born leader! Tom's the same way! A sheep! I didn't use to think so, in fact, I use to think he was just a working-class bully, treating pammy like some door matt! I always tried to ignored he even existed. I was a leader... Pam and tom were followers!
Though a lout, tom was still weak of mind. Who else resorts to bullying women? They even came to me when money was tight! Tom hated going to wifey's "big sister's help". But he had no choice! After my lecture,(the price of getting it) they'd both slump out, like children out of the principal's office! Hey, it's not MY fault they can't handle thier own mone. Sheep should follow. Leave money matters to adults.
Then one day I overheard tom whispering on the phone to someone in the corner. I couldnt' make it out, but it ended with him yelling at the guy"I DON'T CARE IF YOU GAVE ME THEM, THEIR MY GODDAMN POWERS NOW, AND I'LL DO WITH THEM WHAT I FUCKING WANT!!!" I never found you what it meant, and pam was too frightened to tell me. What powers? Tom give me a break!!!
One afternoon, I was visiting them, ignoring tom, when he to TELL ME stuff, order me around, like he did pam! Only I wouldn't have it and TOLD HIM SO on the spot!!! He backed right down, as I KNEW he would, being weak minded!
He pouted, and while pam was in the kitchen, then made a some joke, calling pam derogatory name! He caught me grinning, he asked me if it wasn't true? Now he was right, though I'd never admit to her FACE! It was still MY little sister he was insulting... And I was embarressed tom had caught me laughing with him behind her back like that!
How DARE he!!!
"What I meant when I called pammy a stupid little cuntface bitch was-" He smirked. I EXPLODED and threw a glass of lemonade right in his FACE and stormed out!!! He sat there looking like a wet rat! I laughed so hard driving home, I'd thought I'd pee my pants! If pam wanted to knuckle under like a sheep to her little hubby's rude aditude, fine!
But NOT me!
I promptly went to work, forgetting all about it, when I got a message from tom on my machine. I don't remember the words, but he said : "I could drop by after work if I wanted to clear things up" I felt kind of in a fog upon hearing his words, but I snapped out of it- FAT CHANCE, BUSTER! But somehow, I kept turning it around in my mind, and it DID take courage to call pam a "cuntfaced bitch!"
A courage I lacked.
Ok, that sounds a little weird, I know! But how can I respect my own sister, when she meekly does whatever her pee-brained hubby says? Pammie's a sheep. Can't respect that. Tom's just a bigger sheep. And I'm a lion. A leader. Period.
So you can imagine my suprise when, I find myself standing in tom's driveway, after work, asking for his forgiveness!!! He just continued polishing his car... Ignoring me! I was begining to get pissed all over again, when he calmly asked me without looking up...
"Why are you here?"
"I already told you, to apologi-"
he turned toward me and casually squirited a can of OIL all over the front of my white 400$ designer blouse!!! It was RUINED!!!!! I wanted to DECK him one RIGHT THERE!!! Well, he could FORGET anymore hand-out's from big sister!!! I waiting for him to realise his MAJOR mistake, and apologize- but instead, he just continued IGNORING me, waxing his stupid car!!! Like my feelings meant... NOTHING???
I was enraged, and oddly... Aroused too. That tom would DARE to question my athority was... Strangly exciting!!! It's took guts for a little sheep to challenging a big ol' lion like me!
But for some reason I stupidly stood there... Waiting, dumbfounded. I finally spat out:
"tom, if you want my help in the future, I think you'd better apologize-RIGHT NOW!"
"But, I thought YOU'RE here to apologize to me?" He grinned. Me apologizie to HIM after he squirts ME with oil??? But my mouth strangly sputtered... "Well... Yes tom, obviously, throwing that lemonade yesterday was-"
"no, I mean, what we said about my cunt-faced bitch of a wife."
WE? He was acting like I was INTO him calling pam that stuff!!! I was kind of excited by his total disregard for his wifey-sheep pammy. Sure, I felt naughty, talking behind sis's back, but...
"Last night.You remember?"
"Uh... Yes, but-"
"that grin yesterday told me you were THINKING the same thing I was SAYING! Thinkin' cruel shit like that, you may as well have SAID it youself! And she's IS gonna find out that we were laughing at her last night..."
"And guess who's gonna tell her?"
I can't believe it! He's asking me to go along with INSULTING pam, I thought. I was outraged and horny all at the same time!!!! Why would insulting sis get me sooooo hot??? But this game had gone far enough!!! I LOVED PAM. And-
"you know you want to! She's such a whimp, I bet she'd take ANYTHING you called her! Sure, she'd cry and look destroyed, but tomarrow she'd forgive you and follow your orders, like the good little DIP-SHIT she is!!! "Tell me I'm wrong?" Tom winked, and I felt stupid and tingely down there...
"Look tom, I know pam's a bit of a door-matt, but-"
he turned and looked at me, and I suddenly felt like a 12 years old girl!
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