The Greenfield Family
Copyright© 2025 by icehead
Chapter 23: Reckonings
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 23: Reckonings - Unfaithful, inattentive parents in a failing marriage. Bickering siblings who can barely stand to be in the same room. A sister who jetted off to college and never calls. A long list of secrets and dark histories. These are the ingredients that make up the dysfunctional Greenfield family. But the oldest son's girlfriend has a plan to help repair this fractured family, by converting them to her own family's not-so-conventional lifestyle.
Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa mt/ft Ma/ft mt/Fa Fa/Fa ft/ft Fa/ft Blackmail Coercion Consensual Drunk/Drugged Rape Romantic Lesbian BiSexual Heterosexual Cheating Sharing Slut Wife Mother Son Brother Sister Father Daughter Cousins Uncle Niece Aunt Nephew BDSM Rough Gang Bang Group Sex Orgy Polygamy/Polyamory Swinging Anal Sex Cream Pie Double Penetration Exhibitionism First Facial Masturbation Oral Sex Sex Toys Tit-Fucking Voyeurism Nudism Slow
“You made a date?” Rick said, wide-eyed. “Right after ... now?”
“That’s pretty much what I said,” Madeline nodded. They were gathered in the living room now, with most of the Ishizawas seated on the couches or at the mini table, while Paula stood facing her father who had just come home. Bobbi stood close to Paula’s side, looking like she was worried about needing to defend her, while Zander was sitting limply in one of the mini table chairs.
“Yes, Dad, I have a date tomorrow,” Paula nodded, a bit exhausted from having to explain this again, after the discussion they’d all gone through when they’d first told the Ishizawas. Now Rick was home and it was his turn to get the news. And as soon as Keiko got home, they’d probably have to do this song and dance all over again.
“Are you sure this is the right time?” he asked, moving closer to her. “You’ve just been through something traumatic. Shouldn’t you wait until...”
“Until what, Dad?” Paula demanded. “I don’t want the fact that a guy took advantage of me to become the thing that defines me! I’m not sick or disabled or something, I just got roofied and raped. It sucks, but Justin’s in jail for it, and meanwhile I’m not gonna put my life on hold!”
“I think it’s a great idea!” Ami declared from her spot on the couch. “I think it’s just what she needs! Get back in the game! Refuse to be a victim!”
“Yeah, you go girl!” Mina agreed. Raven stepped up and gave Paula an encouraging pat on the shoulder.
Rick still didn’t look convinced. “Who is this date with, anyway?” he asked in a wary tone.
“Lance Jeffries, of course,” Bobbi put in, as if this should have been obvious. “He’s like the only guy Paula’s been talking about for months!”
Bobbi was met with only a blank stare from their father. Clearly Rick had never heard mention of this name before. Bobbi stared back at him, as if waiting for him to get a clue.
“For him to know that,” Zander deadpanned, “he would have had to actually be paying attention to us.”
A few moments of silence resounded in response to this, in which Rick shifted uncomfortably on his feet. “Yes, well ... the point is, are you sure you trust this boy?”
Paula opened her mouth to speak, but again Bobbi cut in, stepping up to Paula’s side. “Of course we trust him! I’ve seen Lance, he’s an awesome guy! Nothing like Justin!”
“Bobbi, please,” Paula said, nudging Bobbi a step back. “I can fight my own battles here.”
Marcus leaned over from where he sat on one end of the loveseat. “Believe me, Dad, I had the same questions,” he said. “Got the same annoyed lecture you’re getting.”
“Dad, I’m the one who got violated here,” Paula pointed out. “Don’t you think I’d be more worried than anyone about that happening again? Don’t you think I’d be the first one to run for the hills if I thought there was any danger with this guy?”
“She’s got a point,” Madeline offered. Sota, who had also been wary about this prospect when he first heard it, looked loathe to admit he agreed.
“Look, Dad,” Zander said, getting up from his chair and moving toward Rick, “speaking as the guy who pulled that asshole off Paula and knocked some of his teeth out—”
“Which is still awesome, by the way!” Marcus cut in. “Didn’t know you had it in you!”
“Yeah, thanks Marcus,” Zander deflected, before returning his attention to their father. “Speaking as that guy, I’m gonna throw my hat in the ring saying I trust Lance with her. I mean I don’t really know him that well, but he seems like an okay dude. Real friendly, never seen him say a mean word to anyone ... I think she’s gonna be okay.”
Rick still looked a long way from convinced. But it didn’t look like he had any other counter arguments he could make.
Raven finally stepped forward. “If all that doesn’t sway you,” she said, “look at it this way: even if anything does happen, at least this time she’ll have a whole army at her back to do something about it.” She indicated the crowded living room with a jerk of her head.
There were a few enthusiastic cheers at this, especially from Ami and Bobbi, and Mamoru who said, “You know it!” A few others shifted uncomfortably, exchanging awkward looks at what was maybe not the best worded or well-timed defense.
But well-advised or not, Raven’s statement got its result. “All right, I’ll trust your judgment,” Rick said with some barely disguised reluctance.
“Thanks Dad,” Paula said with a gentle smile. She took a step forward to hug him, and then found the gesture felt a bit weird, and stopped herself.
The front door opened, and Keiko’s voice called. “Hello?”
Paula turned to Zander with a grimace. “Here we go again.”
Despite having thrown his support behind her, Zander couldn’t help feeling a bit of ambivalence about Paula’s upcoming date as he sat in his room that night. Yes, everything he’d said was true and he’d known it: Paula should get out and date again, he had no claim on her, and from what little he knew about him, Lance did seem like a trustworthy guy.
But was it wrong of him to feel a little jealous all the same?
There was no denying that his relationship with Paula had changed radically in the last couple of days, and they still hadn’t really figured out what that meant for them yet. Logically he knew they shouldn’t be exclusive with each other; it wasn’t healthy, after all. Besides, it wasn’t like Paula was the only girl Zander had been with recently. Hell, she wasn’t even the only sister. It wasn’t fair of him to expect monogamy from her when he wasn’t practicing it himself.
Those were all the logical arguments. Those were the things he kept telling himself. And all of them were completely true.
So why did his stomach keep squirming at the thought of Paula with someone else?
The sound of splashing pulled him from his thoughts. He lifted his head and wheeled his chair over to the window, looking down over the pool. He’d thought that most everyone in the house had gone to bed by this point, but apparently Ami and Mamoru were still in the mood to make use of their pool, as he saw a head of wet black hair emerge from the water with a gasp, seconds before Mamoru appeared behind his sister and swam around her, saying something that Zander couldn’t quite hear.
On closer examination, Zander noticed something else: he didn’t see any signs of a swimsuit on Ami. In fact, when she bobbed up a bit in the water, he was positive he saw nipples appear. She was most definitely skinny dipping in their pool. And turning to examine Mamoru, he didn’t think he could make out any trunks on him either.
Of course. His cousins lived in a nudist camp. He didn’t often think about it, as they usually only came to visit over Thanksgiving, when it was too cold for anyone to use the pool anyway. But he supposed he should have expected something like this with them coming over at the beginning of May. Did they even own swimsuits? He wouldn’t be surprised if they didn’t.
There was a soft knock at his door. Zander turned in surprise, still having expected that at least everyone else besides Ami and Mamoru had been in bed. “Yeah?” he asked, just barely loud enough to be heard through the door, or at least he hoped he was.
Apparently so, as the door opened and Bobbi came carefully creeping in, wearing her dressing gown. “Hey Zander,” she whispered. Then she noticed the way he was perched against the window, and curiously asked, “You looking at something?”
Zander couldn’t help a grin at the irony: for once, he was the one caught spying on someone before Bobbi was. Well, if anyone would be interested to get an eyeful of this, it was his professional snoop of a little sister. He beckoned her over with a wave of his hand, and Bobbi moved quickly to his side.
She said nothing at first as she observed Ami and Mamoru languidly doing laps in the pool, apparently not finding anything noteworthy. Then she leaned her head forward and said, “Are they naked?”
“I think they are,” Zander commented, enjoying the look of intrigue on Bobbi’s face. “Probably not a big deal to them. They’re nudists, right?”
“Oh, yeah, I always forget that,” Bobbi said, still staring at them, watching as Ami’s round breasts once again came into view as she rose up and bobbed under the water.
Zander focused his attention fully on Bobbi. He slid his chair closer and put an arm around her waist. She made a small squeak of surprise when he pulled her into his lap, but relaxed into his embrace quickly enough. “So were you looking for something?” he asked in a sly, knowing tone.
Bobbi put her arms around his neck. “I just talked to Paula. She says she wants to wait a bit and figure things out with Lance,” she said with a sad note in her voice. “So ... no sex with her tonight, I guess.”
Zander had been kind of expecting this, and while it was a bit disappointing, he wasn’t too broken up over it.
Then, wanting to reverse the narrative as best she could, Bobbi put on a tender smile and said, “But I’m still here!” And with that she leaned in and planted a soft, passionate kiss on Zander. With the troubled thoughts he’d been having, it was like a splash of lemonade on a hot summer day. He pulled Bobbi’s small frame tighter into his embrace and returned her kiss eagerly, feeling himself hardening against her thigh. Especially when she took his hand and placed it atop her breast.
They made out for several minutes, as Zander squeezed and kneaded her breast through her dressing gown, and Bobbi pressed herself against his growing erection. She was starting to breathe harder through her nose, audibly humming as they got closer to straight-up dry humping. When she got hot enough that she couldn’t wait anymore, Bobbi stood up and untied her gown’s belt, before pulling the gown apart and letting it pool on the floor.
She wore nothing underneath it.
Zander chuckled and stood up. “You came prepared,” he said as he stripped his shirt off.
“I knew what I wanted,” she said, moving back into his embrace.
Zander was just starting to enjoy the feel of his little sister’s nakedness and was about to start kissing her again, when he once more glanced out the window. And he suddenly froze in place, his eyes and mouth widening.
“What?” Bobbi asked.
“Bobbi ... look!”
She immediately turned her head—and gasped.
Ami and Mamoru were no longer swimming. They had moved on to an entirely different use of the pool area. In particular, Mamoru was seated on the edge of the pool with his legs dangling in the water, while Ami floated between his legs, her brother’s stiff cock buried deep in her mouth, her hand twisting and stroking the base as she bobbed her head.
“Oh my god!” Bobbi breathed. “She’s blowing him! She’s sucking off her brother!”
“They’re...” Zander started, but somehow he couldn’t quite get the words out, overwhelmed as he was with pure shock.
Bobbi finished the sentence for him. “They’re just like us!”
Bobbi stood leaning with her hands on the window sill as she stared down at what was happening down there. Zander couldn’t resist wrapping his arms around Bobbi and taking her breasts in both hands as he too watched the show. Mamoru was rolling his head back now as Ami ducked down to suck one of his balls into her mouth, and then came slowly back up, licking along the underside of his shaft. Bobbi panted, pressing herself back against Zander’s embrace as he fondled her breasts, rolling her bare ass against the bulge in his pants. She reached an arm back to stroke Zander’s head, pulling his face against the side of hers.
“Take your pants off, Zander!” Bobbi whispered, not taking her eyes off their cousins.
Zander needed no further prompting. He let go of Bobbi’s boobs but didn’t pull away from her body as he unfastened his pants, and her hand came down to help him slide them off. As soon as his erection was freed to the open air, Bobbi’s hand wrapped around it and began to stroke. Zander returned his arms to embracing his sister, his left hand coming back to her breast while his right dipped down between her legs. “Wow, you’re already so wet!” he said as his fingers slid through her moist outer lips.
“‘Cause this is so hot!” Bobbi replied as they watched Ami rise up from the water, still stroking her brother’s cock as Mamoru cupped his sister’s face and plunged his tongue into her mouth. In response, Bobbi turned her head and leaned in for a similar kiss, which Zander eagerly provided.
Mamoru slid back on the deck, finding the towel they’d laid out and lying back on it. Ami’s willowy body emerged from the pool, her dripping wet nakedness revealed in all its glory as she moved to straddle her brother. Mamoru held his shaft upright as Ami climbed atop him, and spread her nether lips apart as she lowered down. Bobbi’s breath quivered in her throat as they watched Ami settle down on her brother’s lap, taking his cock inside her, and began to churn her hips on his lap. “Oh, my god, they’re fucking now!” Bobbi said in a shuddering voice, as if it wasn’t obvious.
“I know,” Zander breathed back, rubbing his finger over the little nub of Bobbi’s clit, feeling her body tremble in his arms.
Bobbi suddenly shifted forward and to the side, lining herself up so that Zander was positioned right at her hindquarters. “Oh, Zander, fuck me, please!” she panted, leaning forward to present her pussy to him. It was all the prompting Zander needed. He bent his knees just slightly to aim himself at his sister’s waiting snatch, and guided his cock inside.
“HhhhhhuuuuuuuhhhhhhUUUUUHHHHH...!!!!” Bobbi moaned as Zander’s thick, pulsing shaft filled her up. Zander put a hand over her mouth as he molded himself to her back, not wanting her to wake the house. She dutifully quieted down, but it was a clear struggle for her to remain quiet when he began to thrust, moving slowly in and out of her. She made little whimpering noises, panting and moaning softly, fighting the urge to cry out louder.
Down below, Ami was holding Mamoru’s hands over her breasts, her body upright and bouncing on him, and she threw her head back and moaned. It was loud enough that Bobbi and Zander heard it from up in his room through the closed window. Now Zander really hoped that everyone else was asleep, or they for sure would have heard that. But for his own part, it only spurred him on, inspiring him to thrust harder and faster into Bobbi’s cunt.
“Oh, Zander! Ohhh!” Bobbi whimpered. “Oh, god! Ohhhh! Don’t stop! Ahhhh!”
“Bet I can make my sister cum before he does!” Zander husked in her ear, suddenly feeling competitive with his cousin.
“Oh, please do!”
Of course they couldn’t reasonably tell if or when Ami was reaching orgasm unless she happened to scream it loud enough to wake everyone. But Zander started fucking Bobbi like he was in a hurry to make it happen all the same. He again had to put a hand over Bobbi’s mouth to muffle the noise she was starting to make as he intensified his thrusts into her pussy, sending drops of her juices running down her leg. “Mmmmm ... MMMMMM ... MMMMM!!!!” Bobbi screamed against his hand, and started licking and sucking his fingers.
It didn’t take much longer at all for Bobbi’s cunt to start convulsing around him and her screams to become strangled to silence as her body stiffened and shuddered. It may have been the sheer thrill of what they were doing, fucking while spying on their cousins that had sped up her climax, but whatever it was it seemed Zander had succeeded in his goal, if in fact the way he saw Ami shuddering on top of her brother was what he thought it was, before Mamoru leaned up and took his sister into his arms, pulling her down with him into a very tongue-filled kiss.
Zander was just starting to contemplate if he could push it even further and make Bobbi climax a second time, and wondering if that goal was maybe getting a bit too risky, when he heard something that made him pause. “What?” Bobbi protested. “Don’t stop! Fuck m—”
“Shh!” Zander warned, for a third time putting a hand over Bobbi’s mouth as he listened.
He wasn’t sure he’d heard it at first, but he thought that had been the sound of a door opening. But as he listened now, he knew he heard the sound of someone’s footsteps in the hall. He went completely tense, waiting for the terrible moment of someone knocking on his door and demanding to know what was going on in there...
But then he heard whoever it was descending the stairs, not approaching his door at all. He started to relax, relieved that he hadn’t been caught after all—
—and then remembered that Ami and Mamoru were still down there, doing what they were doing, and very likely about to be caught themselves.
Keiko couldn’t sleep tonight. She’d spent the past hour just lying in bed, listening to Rick’s soft snoring beside her as her mind rolled in an endless cycle of self recrimination and pity.
She’d ultimately gotten an abbreviated version of the discussion that everyone else had heard that evening, but she’d gotten the gist of it. Was it healthy for Paula to be going on a date so soon after what had happened to her? Was Paula grasping for some kind of lifeline that Keiko should have been providing, but wasn’t? Should Keiko have been allowing her daughter time to heal, and just acted like her mother and stood by her side, instead of continuing to let herself act as Barry’s little plaything?
She just didn’t know what to do. She kept telling herself she should stop what she was doing with Barry, and yet even when Paula needed a mother by her side Keiko couldn’t put a lid on her lusts. If she told Paula she couldn’t date this boy, it would likely only push her farther away, and Keiko didn’t even know if that was the right thing to do anyway. Was Raven right when she said that this was exactly what Paula needed? Should Keiko just sit back and accept that her assistance wasn’t needed here—that in fact, her role as a mother had become little more than a formality, and her family had already given up on relying on her altogether?
Hell, maybe that was one of the reasons they’d lost touch with her first daughter. Maybe if she’d been a more reliable mother, Lily wouldn’t have disappeared from their lives. Maybe she’d failed more than one of her children already.
That thought was probably what bothered her the most. And that was the thought she was considering when she finally climbed out of bed and pulled on her robe. She was never going to get any sleep just lying there, going around and around in this cycle of self-inflicted torture. She decided she might as well go downstairs and pour herself a brandy or something, just to calm her jumbled nerves.
She was just reaching the bottom few steps when she began to notice what sounded like voices. Apparently someone was still up, and out in the backyard from the sound of—
“Ooooohhh! Ohhh, yes! Ahhhhh!”
She paused, starting to recognize more clearly what she was hearing. That sounded distinctly like the voice of a teenage girl in the midst of some pretty intense sex. But who in this house could be doing that? It didn’t sound like Raven and Marcus...
Moving slowly into the living room, she craned her neck to peer through the wide glass windows, and was able to make out what were definitely two naked bodies out on the pool deck. She crept closer, and soon recognized Ami’s short bob of black hair as she rode on the lap of some guy. And then said guy sat up, rolling her over into a missionary position.
Keiko’s jaw dropped when she saw it was Mamoru.
Her niece and her nephew. Together. Committing incest.
Her brother’s kids were...
... following in their father’s footsteps.
Keiko stood frozen in place, unable to look away. She had never imagined something like this was happening. How long had they been doing this? Did anyone know about it? Did Sota know? Keiko and her brother had always kept their affair a closely guarded secret from their parents, who to this day still had no clue what the two of them had done during their high school days. Were these two kids doing the same thing? Was it just a genetic inclination that they had picked up, and were keeping it a secret like Keiko and Sota had, unaware of their father’s past?
Or were they doing it with their father’s full awareness?
Oh, shit, had Sota encouraged this? It definitely seemed like he might have, knowing what she did of him.
All thoughts of Paula’s ordeal had left her as Keiko tried desperately to process what she was seeing. Should she do something about this? Should she stop them? Should she tell Sota?
Should she maybe take her hand out of her panties?
It dawned on her like a slap in the face that she’d started rubbing herself as she watched her niece and nephew fucking. She hadn’t even noticed when she’d done it; it had just happened. And come to that, it was still happening. Even as the thought occurred to her, she was still running a finger over her clit, her hand refusing to obey her brain’s command to stop. Because as shameful as it was to admit, standing there, watching Ami’s long, smooth dancer’s legs wrapped around Mamoru’s waist, her back arching up off the deck to thrust her young tits in the air, her mouth hanging open as she panted from her brother’s deliberate thrusting ... while Mamoru held his firm young body above her, staring down into his sister’s eyes, his hard teenage buttocks clenching with each downward thrust...
Goddamn it, that shouldn’t have been such a turn on for Keiko. But it was. Watching her niece and nephew committing the ultimate taboo was getting her all kinds of wet.
She summoned a rush of willpower to wrench her hand out of her undergarments and forced herself to turn away from the illicit scene outside. Before she could be tempted to look again, Keiko marched into the kitchen, more determined than ever to have that brandy she’d come downstairs for in the first place. But rather than pour it slowly and sip it at a relaxed pace like she’d planned, she practically dumped the drink into the glass she took out and chugged it down in three shots.
As everyone awoke the next morning, Marcus and Mina decided they’d missed enough classes already and they should probably start heading back to SFSU. They said their goodbyes to everyone, pausing to pay special attention to Paula and assure her that they were only a call away. Marcus also added that “If that date of yours gets carried away with you, I’ll come back here and use his head as a basketball.” That got a laugh out of Paula at least, and then they were on the road.
They made it as far as the highway before either of them said anything. “You really think Paula is handling this as well as she makes it look?” Mina asked.
Marcus shrugged and said, “Paula’s good at pretending, but I get the feeling her act would have cracked by now if she were faking it. I think she’s tougher than we gave her credit for.”
Mina’s look softened, and she laid a hand on Marcus’s thigh. “Well I’m glad she has you to turn to at least.”
“Well not most of the time she doesn’t,” Marcus pointed out. “Mostly all she’s got is the rest of the family, who do nothing but fight and ... ignore...”
Marcus trailed off, unable to finish the thought. Although it would have been true for most of the times he could remember, even when last he was home just a few weeks ago, there had been no evidence of that past dysfunction in the family these last few days. And judging by the suspicious look on Mina’s face, she thought the same.
Was it just a crisis reaction? Had the family put aside their usual hostility and indifference in the face of someone’s trauma? Would they be back to bickering and ignoring each other once the shock of what had happened passed? Marcus suspected there was more to it than that. Something between his sibling had changed recently, he was sure of that. He didn’t know what it was, but...
He blinked, suddenly noticing that Mina still hadn’t taken her hand off his thigh. In fact, she was moving it a little higher. Her carefully turned his gaze from the highway to glance at her, but she was just looking out the windshield, as if the rather intimate way she was touching his thigh was completely normal.
“Uhh, Mina?”
She turned to look at him, her expression completely neutral. “Yes?”
“What are you doing?”
“What do you mean?” She still gave no outward sign that anything was out of the ordinary, yet her hand actually stroked higher still. Marcus found himself shifting in his seat as an unwelcome stirring began in his pants.
“Mina...” he said in an impatient tone, and glanced his eyes down to indicate her hand. She finally removed it, holding up in front of her and wiggling her fingers as if to say, “Now how did that get there?”
“Just being friendly,” Mina shrugged.
“Is that what you call it?” Marcus drawled.
Mina lowered her seat back almost to the point of lying down. “Well, you mind if I make myself a little more comfortable?”
“Uh, sure?” he said, not sure why she needed to ask.
He got his answer in the next moment. It turned out that what she meant by making herself more comfortable was removing her top. And Mina was not wearing a bra.
“Whoa! Geez, Mina?”
“I’m just more comfortable this way,” she said, putting her hands behind her head as if she were relaxing on a beach. “Oh, and you might want to watch the road.”
Marcus forced himself to look away from the big round orbs that Mina had pointing to the ceiling and focus on the traffic ahead of him. “Look, not that I don’t appreciate the view or anything—”
“I’ll take that as a compliment,” she interrupted.
Marcus went on, “—but what if a cop pulls us over with you like that?”
“Then won’t he have something to wank off to tonight!”
Marcus sighed. This girl drove him almost as crazy as Raven did. Perhaps even more so.
Which led to another unwelcome series of thoughts, as he caught himself repeatedly glancing out the corner of his eye at Mina’s shamelessly bare hooters whenever he could get away with it. Before he’d realized it, he was picturing Mina driving him crazy in another way, just like the kind of way that Raven did. The kind of way that involved even less clothing than she was still wearing now. The kind that involved the practiced use of a tongue underneath his ball sack, or a strategic twerking of the hips at just the right moment of full penetration...
Marcus shifted again, his pants now concealing much more than just a stirring. He was actually having sexual fantasies about his cousin. Could this get weirder?
“You keeping it together over there, big boy?” Mina asked through a sly grin.
“Why don’t you just take a nap or something?” he said, and pressed the gas harder.
“You’re shitting me!” Paula gasped, staring wide-eyed as she looked from Zander in the driver’s seat to Bobbi in the back. “Ami and Mamoru?” They had only just started the drive to school, but they had wasted no time in letting Paula in on the secret of what they’d seen the moment they were away from prying ears.
“I swear to God!” Bobbi said, leaning forward with the most brilliant smile she was capable of. “Our cousins were totally going at it like bunnies! Brother with sister, just like us!”
Zander nodded in confirmation when Paula looked back at him, and then turned his head back to the road. “Guess it runs in the family or something.” He was staying calm mostly because the blowout he’d expected when he’d heard footsteps in the hall last night had not occurred. At least not yet. Either whoever had been out walking had not in fact seen what was happening in the backyard, or they had not seen fit to comment on it for whatever reason.
“Holy shit!” Paula breathed, slumping back in her seat and running her hands through her hair. “This is ... wow!”
“You know what this means now,” Bobbi said, still wearing that grin, and clearly looking like she expected her siblings to know exactly what she was thinking.
She was proven wrong the next moment by Zander saying, “We do?”
Bobbi’s smile finally dropped, replaced by a look of annoyance that her brother could be so slow on the uptake. “We gotta tell them about us!”
“What? Are you crazy?” Paula demanded, twisting around in her seat to stare at Bobbi.
“I’m serious!” Bobbi insisted. “They’re the same as us, right? We should share this secret between us! I mean, don’t you hate having to hide what we’re doing from everyone?”
“We’re not hiding it from everyone,” Paula deflected. “Raven knows. So do Heather and Andie...” She trailed off, hearing how lame that suddenly sounded.
“Yay, three people,” Bobbi deadpanned.
“You know, maybe Bobbi’s right,” Zander said thoughtfully. “I mean, are we supposed to just look at them and pretend we didn’t see what we saw? I don’t think there’s any reason to keep this a secret from them.”
Paula fell silent. “No, I ... I guess not,” she admitted, as if the thought were a complete revelation to her.