Chapter 9: The Very Last Prank on Blake

As Lokee peddled away it suddenly occurred to her that she still had all of Blakes clothes in her backpack. She stopped and looked back at his car. She could leave the backpack in the passenger seat. That way, when the fangirls and fangays let him go, he wouldn’t have to come all the way home naked. Lokee turned around and peddled back to Blakes car. She opened the passenger side door and had every intention of leaving the backpack on the passenger seat. “I’m going to reform,” she thought. Then she had another thought. She froze, looked at the steering wheel. There was Blake’s car key in the ignition and hanging down from the ignition ... his house key. “I’m going to reform,” she thought, “Starting tomorrow.” She reached in, took Blake’s housekey and put it in the pocket of his jeans. He would think it just came off the key ring. Then she stuffed the jeans in her backpack and started peddling home with his clothes. Poor, Blake, locked out again, this time naked. She’d wait up to open the door for him when he knocked. And if she turned on the porch light before opening the door, that would just be force of habit. It just wouldn’t occur to her that he’d be flashing the whole neighborhood and their ring cameras. And that will be IT. The very LAST prank on Blake.

When Lokee arrived home, her parents had already turned in. Lokee went into Blake’s room, deleted the stalkerware from Blake’s laptop, and installed a firewall that would stop anyone else, she hoped, from reinstalling it. She went to work removing and storing away all the GoPro cameras ... except for the one on the front porch. Lokee wanted to see Blake’s reaction when she turned on the porchlight. The Himbo Model’s Release was still in effect for one more day, until Blake graduated. She could legally set the camera to save video to her laptop, even if it would be only for her own later amusement. And that will be IT. The very LAST prank on Blake.

Lokee paced back and forth in the living room. The guilt built with every step. THIS was why she stopped pranking Blake four years ago. Now she remembered. The guilt got to be too much. Well, tonight’s guilt was worse than the guilt she felt three years ago after pranking Blake for a decade. She looked out the living room window and suddenly had a memory of being a toddler looking out the very same window waiting for Blake to come home from Kindergarten. Did she love him that much even then?

Lokee wasn’t sure if Blake would be escorted to the front door or if he would be driving himself home (in the nude). Either way would make great content on the GoPro camera. Pacing some more, she thought now that she could never really get rid of the release paperwork. Surely not until the statutes of limitations expired, if ever. She grabbed Blake’s bathrobe and carried it downstairs for when she let Blake in. After all, they were still brother and sister even if she had, by this point, watched him naked for hours. And that will be IT. The very LAST prank on Blake.

A few minutes before midnight, Lokee heard the doorbell ring. She waited a couple of seconds (why rush?) and then turned on the porchlight. “HEY!” Blake cried. “Sorry, Lokee said and fumbled with the door locks for three long seconds before opening. Blake was wearing the training collar, the two lanyards, the handcuffs and nothing else. Also, he was as hard as a crowbar. There seemed to be half a dozen shades of lipstick smeared on his erection. “Why ... So ... Much?” he asked panting. Lokee said, “That WAS too much, I’m SO sorry,” and let him shuffle in. A girl moved from the driver’s seat of Blake’s car to the passenger seat of a waiting car. Janice, again. Was she Cheerstar? Janice and a couple of other girls in the backseat waved as they drove off giggling.