Chapter 1

Lorina sighed as she stared out of the classroom window, her mind wandering far from the teacher’s monotonous voice. The world outside was a vibrant tapestry of colors, a stark contrast to the dull, beige walls of her classroom. She watched as a squirrel darted across the park, its tiny paws barely touching the ground. She envied its freedom, its ability to simply be. Lorina felt trapped, not just in this classroom, but in her own life. Everything felt meaningless, and she was tired of it all.

The endless cycle of school, homework, and sleep left her feeling empty and unfulfilled. She yearned for something, anything, to spark a sense of purpose within her.

Her gaze drifted to the mirror hanging on the wall, reflecting her image back at her. Blonde hair cascaded down her shoulders, big blue eyes stared back at her, and her full lips were pressed into a thin line. She looked like a doll, all put together and perfect, but she felt anything but. She was a powder keg ready to explode, and she had no idea where to direct her pent-up energy.

She turned her attention back to the classroom, her eyes landing on Victoria, her best friend since kindergarten.

Victoria was the exact opposite of Lorina. Where Lorina was blonde and curvy, Victoria was a petite redhead with a fiery spirit. She was currently doodling in her notebook, her tongue sticking out slightly in concentration. Lorina couldn’t help but smile. Victoria was the only thing in her life that made sense, the only constant in her ever-changing world.

The bell rang, signaling the end of the school day. Lorina gathered her things, her eyes scanning the room for Victoria. She found her by her locker, already surrounded by a group of admirers. Victoria was the life of the party, always ready with a joke or a laugh.

She was the one who kept Lorina grounded, who reminded her that life was meant to be lived, not just endured. Lorina watched as Victoria flirted with a group of boys, her green eyes sparkling with mischief. She envied Victoria’s ease, her ability to command attention without even trying. Lorina, on the other hand, felt like a shadow, always lurking in the background, never quite in the spotlight. She was never forgotten but never remembered, a pendulum that always seemed to swing according to others and never of its own accord. Lorina felt a pang of jealousy as she watched Victoria, her laughter echoing through the crowded hallway. She wanted that freedom, that ability to be herself without fear or consequence.

Victoria noticed Lorina’s gaze and winked, a mischievous grin spreading across her face. She excused herself from her admirers and made her way over to Lorina, her heels clicking against the tiled floor.

“Hey, Lor,” she said, her voice a low purr. “You look like you’re deep in thought. Everything okay?”

Lorina shrugged, her eyes flicking away from Victoria’s intense gaze. “Just ... thinking.”

Victoria raised an eyebrow, her green eyes narrowing slightly.

“Thinking about what? Or should I say, who?” she asked, a playful smirk tugging at the corners of her mouth.

Lorina felt her cheeks flush, her heart pounding in her chest. She knew Victoria too well. She could read her like an open book, and it seemed she already knew what was on Lorina’s mind.

“Come on, Lor,” Victoria prodded, linking her arm with Lorina’s as they started to walk down the bustling hallway. “Spill it. You know you can’t keep secrets from me.”

Lorina hesitated. She hadn’t even told Victoria about her plan yet, and now she was already pushing for details.

Lorina took a deep breath, trying to calm her racing thoughts. She knew she couldn’t keep this from Victoria forever, but she wasn’t ready to share it just yet.

“Nothing, really,” Lorina said, her voice barely above a whisper. “Just ... school stuff.”

Victoria rolled her eyes, but she didn’t press further. She knew when Lorina needed space, and she respected that. They walked in silence for a few minutes, the sound of their heels echoing through the hallway.

As they approached the exit, Victoria turned to Lorina, her expression serious.

“You know, if you ever need someone to talk to, I’m here. No judgments, no lectures. Just a listening ear.”

Lorina nodded, grateful for Victoria’s understanding. “Thanks, Vic. I know you are.”

Lorina hesitated, knowing that she had to tell Victoria about her plan eventually. But for now, she just wanted to enjoy her friend’s company, to pretend that everything was normal.

The night fell over her eyes, the night Lorina was at home, on the small balcony of her bedroom, just looking up and admiring the starry sky she could see. The moon was full, and it was casting a silver glow over the world, making everything seem like it was made of precious metal. Lorina took a deep breath, the cool air filling her lungs, and she felt a sense of calm wash over her. She loved these moments, when she could be alone with her thoughts, when she could just be herself without any expectations or judgments.

She heard a soft knock on her door, and she turned to see Edgar, her younger brother, peeking his head in. At fourteen he was a couple of years younger than her, with dark hair and eyes that seemed to hold a world of secrets.

He was always so quiet, so reserved, and Lorina often wondered what he was thinking. She knew he looked up to her, that he saw her as a role model, but she couldn’t help but feel a strange pull towards him. It was a feeling she couldn’t quite explain, a mix of protectiveness and something more, something she wasn’t ready to acknowledge.

“Hey, Edgar,” she said softly, her voice barely above a whisper. “What are you doing up?”

Edgar shrugged, his eyes darting away from hers. “Couldn’t sleep. Thought I’d come see if you were awake too.”

Lorina smiled, her heart warming at his words.

She patted the spot next to her on the balcony, inviting him to join her. Edgar hesitated for a moment before climbing onto the balcony, his eyes scanning the night sky.

“It’s beautiful, isn’t it?” Lorina said, her voice barely above a whisper. “The stars, I mean. They’re always there, no matter what. A constant in our ever-changing world.”

Edgar nodded, his eyes reflecting the twinkling stars. “I like that. The idea of something constant, something that never changes.”

Lorina looked at him, her eyes searching his face. She saw the sincerity in his eyes, the longing for something steady, something reliable.

“Unfortunately, most things change. For better or worse. I think the only thing that doesn’t really change are the stars.” Lorina said, her gaze returning to the night sky.

Edgar nodded, his eyes still fixed on the stars. “I guess you’re right. But it’s still comforting to think that they’re always there, no matter what.”

Lorina smiled at her brother, her heart swelling with affection. She reached out, ruffling his hair playfully. “You’re getting too philosophical for your age, little brother.”

Edgar rolled his eyes, but he was grinning. “I’m not little anymore, Lor. I’m almost as tall as you.”

Lorina laughed, her eyes sparkling with amusement.

“Well, you’re still my little brother. And I’m still your big sister. That’s never going to change.” Lorina said, her voice softening as she looked at Edgar.

There was a moment of silence between them, the only sound the distant hum of the city and the soft rustling of the leaves in the trees below.

That was the perfect time for Lorina to confess her feelings.

She had been thinking about it for days, weeks even. She had been trying to find the right moment, the right words, and now, under the starlit sky, with just the two of them, it felt right.

“Edgar,” Lorina started, her voice barely above a whisper. “There’s something I’ve been wanting to tell you.”

Edgar turned to her, his dark eyes reflecting the moonlight. “What is it, Lor?” he asked, his voice soft and curious.

Lorina took a deep breath, her heart pounding in her chest. She knew this was it, the moment of truth.

She had been wrestling with her feelings for Edgar for what felt like an eternity, and now, under the watchful gaze of the stars, she felt a strange sense of calm wash over her. She was ready to take this leap, to put her heart on the line.

“I’ve been feeling ... something for you, Edgar,” she confessed, her voice barely audible. “Something I can’t quite explain. It’s like ... it’s like I can’t breathe when you’re not around. Like I’m always thinking about you, always wondering what you’re doing, what you’re thinking.”

Edgar’s eyes widened in surprise, his mouth opening slightly as he processed her words.

“I want you inside me, Eddie.” She felt a shiver run down her spine as she said the words, a mix of excitement and fear coursing through her veins. She had never been this direct with anyone before, but with Edgar, it felt different. It felt right.

Edgar’s eyes widened in shock, his mouth opening and closing like a fish out of water. Lorina could see the surprise in his eyes, the confusion, but also something else. Something that made her heart race even faster.

“Lor ... I ... I don’t know what to say,” Edgar stammered, his voice barely audible. “I mean, I ... I never thought ... I mean, I never thought that you felt that way about me.”

Lorina felt a pang of disappointment at Edgar’s reaction. She had expected him to be surprised, maybe even a little taken aback, but she had hoped for something more. She had hoped for a spark of recognition, a hint of the same feelings she had been experiencing.

Instead, she saw only confusion and uncertainty in his eyes. She felt a wave of self-doubt wash over her, her confidence wavering.

“I’m sorry, Edgar,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper. “I shouldn’t have said anything. I just ... I thought you felt the same way.”

Edgar shook his head, his eyes searching hers.

“No, Lor, don’t apologize. I’m just ... surprised. I never thought ... I mean, you’re my sister.”

His words, which would normally disgust anyone, only excited Lorina.

She felt a rush of adrenaline, her heart pounding in her chest. She had never felt this way before, this raw, primal desire. It was intoxicating, and she couldn’t get enough of it.

“I know that, don’t think I don’t. But ... it just makes me even hornier...” Lorina’s voice was husky, her eyes locked onto Edgar’s. She could see the struggle in his eyes, the battle between his loyalty to their familial bond and the primal urge that was now awakened within him. She knew she was playing with fire, but she couldn’t help herself. She wanted to push him, to see how far he would go.

Edgar’s breath hitched, his eyes flicking away from hers for a moment before returning to meet her gaze. “Lor, I ... I don’t know what to do. I mean, you’re my sister. This is ... this is wrong.”

Lorina’s heart sank at his words, but she quickly pushed the feeling aside.

She wasn’t ready to give up, not yet. She had come this far, and she wasn’t about to back down now.

“If it feels good, then it is good. Don’t you think so?” Lorina persisted, her voice a low purr. She leaned in slightly, her breath warm against Edgar’s ear. She could see the effect her words were having on him, the way his breath hitched, the way his eyes darted away from hers before returning to meet her gaze.

Edgar’s voice was barely a whisper, “Lor, I ... I don’t know if I can do this. It feels ... wrong.”

Lorina’s heart pounded in her chest, a mix of excitement and fear coursing through her veins. She knew she was crossing a line, but she couldn’t stop herself. She wanted him, needed him, in a way she had never needed anyone before.

“It can be something beautiful, something just for us.” Lorina’s voice was soft, her eyes locked onto Edgar’s.

“I mean, you’re my sister, Lor. We’re family.” Edgar’s voice was barely audible, his eyes filled with a mix of confusion and desire.

“Doesn’t that make you even hornier? Don’t lie to me, I know you’d love to fuck my beautiful body.” Lorina whispered, her voice laced with a seductive tone that she didn’t know she had.

“And you know what? I’d love to fuck the tiny penis of yours,” Lorina said, her voice laced with a mix of amusement and challenge. She saw Edgar’s eyes widen in surprise, a flush creeping up his neck. She had never spoken to him like this before, never been so blunt, so direct. But she couldn’t help it. She felt a sense of power, of control, and she liked it.

Edgar stammered, “Lor ... I don’t know what to say. You’re my sister, and ... and you’re talking about ... about sex.”

Edgar’s voice was a mix of shock and curiosity, his eyes flicking away from Lorina’s before returning to meet her gaze.

Lorina smirked, leaning back in her chair. She felt a sense of satisfaction, of power, and she liked it.

“I’m just being honest, Eddie,” she said, her voice softening slightly. “Don’t you think it would be incredible to fuck my precious body?” Lorina’s voice was a sultry purr, her eyes locked onto Edgar’s.

Edgar’s breath hitched, his chest rising and falling rapidly. He looked away from Lorina, his gaze fixed on the star-studded sky above. “Lor, this is ... this is crazy. We can’t do this.”

“You know, you could have left my room if you wanted to. I’m not stopping you. But surprisingly, you decided to stay. That says something about you, doesn’t it?” Lorina’s voice was a low purr, her eyes never leaving Edgar’s face.

“Edgar” she said, her voice barely above a whisper, “I’m not asking you to do anything you don’t want to. But I think you do. I think you want to know what it feels like to be with me, to be inside me. I think you want to feel the way I do when I’m with you.”

Edgar’s breath hitched, his eyes darting away from hers for a moment before returning to meet her gaze.

“I mean, I’ve never thought about it like that before.” Edgar said, his voice barely audible. He was clearly struggling with his thoughts and feelings, and Lorina could see the internal battle playing out in his eyes.

She felt him tense under her touch, but he didn’t pull away. “It’s okay, Eddie,” she said softly. “You don’t have to have all the answers right now. We can take this slow, as slow as you need to.”

Edgar looked at her, his dark eyes filled with a mix of confusion and desire. “But what about ... what about Mom and Dad?”

Edgar asked, his voice barely above a whisper. “What would they think if they found out about ... about this?”

“They would never know. I mean, would you tell them? Because I wouldn’t. And I honestly wouldn’t tell anyone else. This would be our secret, Eddie. Just between you and me.”

Edgar nodded slowly, his eyes never leaving hers. “Okay,” he said softly. “I ... I can do that. I can keep it a secret.”