Chapter 8: Don’t Hurt Her

Do you know what is the best thing about sleeping with Kelly, no not the sex, well that was great, of course. No, what I liked was the physical contact. Having a soft, warm body next to me, someone to cuddle and hold tight. I loved the feeling of when I woke up and we were spooning together. Kelly’s tight little bum, pressing back into my groin, my arm across her body, snuggling her to me. My hand, cupping her boob, hers on top of mine as she held it there. My face pressed into her tousled mane of blonde hair, smelling the coconut aroma of her shampoo.

Or, when I was laying on my back, with her half on top, one leg thrown over me, her head on my chest or buried in the crook of my shoulder, her soft sweet breath whispering over me.

That’s the thing I loved about sleeping with Kelly, my slightly older but unbelievably sexy sister. The simple act of waking up next to her. We weren’t super tight when we were kids, having had more than our share of fights, but all in all, we got on well together. I’d stuck up for her when I needed to, and she for me. We had always loved each other, it was a given. Now we had grown closer as we had sex.

Another good thing was one time when Moira managed to wangle a sleep-over. That night was incredible. I woke in the morning with two sexy girls cuddled up next to me. What wasn’t so good was the other time Moira stayed over, and she and Kelly spent the night together. They’d gone into Kelly’s room and locked the door, leaving me alone and frustrated on the other side. However, they looked so happy in the morning my jealousy didn’t last long. Regrettably, we never managed to work out a chance for Fiona to stay over as well.

I wasn’t fixated on having sex with my sister, that was Lee’s obsession, not mine. No I was simply happy to be having sex with one f the hottest girls in the area. The fact that Kelly was my sister didn’t make it super hot for me.

Apart from the obvious thing of having her children sleeping together. Actually, we were fucking our brains out. Mum didn’t have a lot to complain about with Kelly and me. We kept our rooms clean and tidy and did all the chores we were asked to do without moaning. We were polite. We caused no trouble. We were doing as good as we could be expected to do in school. In fact, we were so good it was almost painful. We made the Walton’s look like tearaways. Just that one thing of us having sex together.

Mum had given up on trying to get us to stop by now. She knew she couldn’t do anything that would, so she had turned her back on that side of things to such an extent that we were openly sleeping together when we could. Although we still kept what was happening a secret from dad. Even so, I felt sorry for mum and the anguish we were causing her. So I tried to explain things a little more to her one night just after she had got home from work.

“Mum, I’m sorry about upsetting you over Kelly and me. We didn’t plan anything. It just sort of happened. I’m sure it’s just a phase we’re going through, and at least we’re safe. Not in some back alley or behind the bike-sheds at school.”

Mum looked at me scornfully.

“Mum, we’re young, experimenting, learning about life. We’re not going to be like this forever. Isn’t it better that we experiment together? We can make mistakes together. And Kelly’s not getting a reputation of being easy and things like that. And you know we’ll never hurt each other.”

“Simon, I know, but that still doesn’t make it right. Look, just do as you want from now on. Just don’t get caught, and don’t hurt anyone. I don’t want to talk about it anymore. I’ve had a very bad day at work today, a very bad day. So much that I’m not even bothered about you and Kelly any more. If what you’re doing makes you both happy, then I’m not going to stop you and make a fuss.”

I was that shocked it took me a few seconds before I could answer.

“Mum, like I said, we’re not going to be doing this forever. Eventually, Kelly will find someone at least then there’ll be no break ups to worry about between us. And I’ll find somebody soon.”

That’s when mum broke down and burst into tears. I shouted at Kelly to get her arse into the kitchen and be quick about it.

Kelly came flying in and saw mum in a flood of tears, sobbing on my shoulder as she hugged me tightly.

“Mum! What’s up?” Kelly screamed. Mum was too distraught to answer at first. Kelly and I managed to get her to sit down, and eventually, she told us what had caused her to break down the way she had.

Mum is a senior staff nurse in the ED of one of Manchester’s largest hospitals. She’d been assisting in the treatment of one of the victims of an RTA, a girl of about my age. Apparently, the accident had been horrendous. The father hadn’t even made it to the hospital, being declared dead on the scene. However the mother and her two kids had been brought in. All very badly smashed up. The boy had virtually bypassed the ED, being transferred directly to the operating theatre for major surgery, with very little chance of survival- he didn’t. The mother was in the next bay and unconscious, again with a very poor prognosis of surviving the night.

Mum had been treating the girl when she had died. All the medical staff were experienced enough to know that the girl was in such a poor way, that she probably wouldn’t make it anyway. She had been terrified, and in agony, despite the painkillers they were pumping into her. She’d kept asking if she was going to die? That was when mum had abandoned her role as a nurse by removing her mask and gloves. She became a mother then holding the girl’s hand and brushing her hair, comforting her. Mum’s had been the last face she’d seen and the last person to comfort her. Then again, isn’t comforting a patient part of a nurses role any way I thought?

Mum told us how she had looked on helplessly as the life seemed to drain out of the girl’s eyes as she slipped away.

The doctors had made a half-hearted attempt to revive the girl. Until mum had pointed out that she had no real chance of any quality of life going forward, and wasn’t it kinder to let her rest in peace. Everyone agreed as the procedure in cases like this is that everyone involved in the patients’ care has an equal say in calling the death. They all agreed that it was kinder to let the girl go. Still, the events had shaken mum very badly. Effectively it was she who had made the call on the girls’ death.

Mum had had to deal with it, knowing that she would be coming home to face Kelly and me. Fuck! Life sucks at times.

I suppose your kids having sex together wasn’t so bad after experiencing something like that. Mum very rarely brings things like that home, and this time when she did dad was away on business.

“Kelly, Simon, after what I’ve seen today. I’m not bothered about what you two do together. Just don’t do anything stupid and get caught. And don’t hurt anyone, please.”

“Mum, you know we’re sensible about things. I feel so safe and comfortable with Simon. I’ve told you that before. And when we do eventually go with someone else, then we’ll know what to do, won’t we?”

“I know I just wish you had a boyfriend and Simon a girlfriend. Kelly, your friend Moira has a little sister, hasn’t she? She’s in Simon’s class as well isn’t she? Maybe they could become friends? She seems a nice kid and quite pretty.”

“Mum, will you stop trying to be a matchmaker. And I think you mean she’s cute.” Kelly giggled.

That’s when I spoke up. “Mum, you know what you just said about Moira’s sister? She’s called Fiona by the way. Well, I’ve actually been seeing her for a couple of weeks. We’re sort of unofficially going out together.”

“What.”

“Mum, Fiona’s a nice kid, and Moira’s happy that she’s hooked up with Simon. Fiona’s going to be lucky if she and Simon actually do do it. Si will know what to do and how to act. No frantic fumbling about. She’s going to be very lucky if Simon is her first lover. He’d be very kind and considerate. I’m not going to say anything else about that, but Fiona wouldn’t have any problems with Simon.”

Mum gasped at Kelly’s revelation about my sexual technique, while I blushed bright red. That’s not the way I’d wanted that little conversation to go. All I was doing was trying to ease mum’s mind about Kelly and me, and Kelly turns it into a discussion of my ability in bed.

We all went into the living room and cuddled up on the couch until bedtime. As I have said, it must have been hard for mum with dad away on a course for work and her having nobody to talk to about the day. As a rule of thumb, she never brings her work home with her, no matter what she’s had to deal with.