Chapter 2

Monday

I had wrestled with all kinds of thoughts the night before but when sleep finally got me, it got me good. I slept like the preverbal dead. I shifted and then opened my eyes. Lisa was sitting on the edge of the bed. It was a queen size bed, almost, but not quite, up against the wall to my right and she was on the other side. When sleep finally left my eyes and I was able to focus, I could see she was smiling at me. She had on her typical early morning attire; baggy sweats and her hair was up. Even in the morning, with no make-up on, Lisa was pretty good looking, for a sister.

“Nice dreams,” she asked.

I thought about it. “No. I didn’t dream at all. At least I don’t remember any. Why?”

“I just thought that after last night, you might have had some doozies.”

“What was last night,” I asked, genuinely curious. And then, I remembered in a rush. I sat bolt upright. “Oh my god. Was that real?”

“It was real, sport.” I must have smiled, probably one of those ear-to-ear things.

“Yeah. You had quite a night.” She hadn’t even seen the exchange Tina and I had.

“Oh, man. I can’t believe that. I was just watching Rear Window. I hope I didn’t mess things up. I just wanted to help Fallon, to do what Lu asked me to.”

“Relax, sport. Lu and I share a room and Fallon and Tina share the other. Lu told me the whole story. At least she told me the story she knew. You can relax. No one is mad at you.”

“Really? Because I really wouldn’t want to mess things up with you or your friends.” I could barely process what had happened to me and couldn’t imagine what the Musketeers had talked about.

“I know. We were wrong to have so many of our truth or dare questions about you. If you only knew. And you’re really sweet for caring about the Musketeers. We all know who you are Mikey and no one is mad at you. I don’t think you could do anything to get us mad at you. At least not for long. You’re my brother but you’re all of our friend.”

“I’m really glad.” I thought for a couple of minutes, letting the previous night run through my mind on fast forward. “I had quite a night, though, didn’t I?”

“You had quite a night. You got to kiss three girls in one night and those weren’t just little pecks on the cheeks.”

“No. Those were seriously nice kisses.” I thought about Tina’s first kiss and how it had ramped things up. I must have had a crazy grin on my face because Lisa mentioned it.

“You should see your face. Was that your first kiss? I bet you would have told me before if you’d kissed a girl.”

“Yeah. Fallon was the first girl I’ve ever kissed.”

“I’m pretty sure you were the first boy she’s ever kissed, too.”

“I’m not the first for Tina, though.”

“No. Tina’s had some practice. LuAnn, too, but not that much. Lu would like us to think she’s more experienced than she is but that was probably the best kissing she’s ever done, too. She couldn’t let Tina kiss you like that and not try to answer.”

“Wow.” My head was clearing. “Lu seemed like she liked it but Fallon...”

“Yeah. She’s going to be interesting today. I guess we’ll see. So, are you going to take Lu out on a date?”

“I guess I am. I asked her, and I want to. If I didn’t, I’d be a cad.”

“A cad? Really? A cad? You watch too many old movies.”

“That’s the right word. Sis, I’m sorry you didn’t get to practice kissing last night. I mean ... that would be weird but I’m still sorry you were the odd person out.”

“It’s okay. It’s not like I want to kiss my brother. That’s weird.”

I thought about it a minute. “Don’t think I’m trying to be weird but, you could if you wanted to. That even sounds weird coming out of my mouth.”

“No. I understand, and that’s sweet. I’ve never been kissed before. Just like Fallon.” She looked at me and scrunched her mouth up like she sometimes did when she was thinking. “That would be weird.”

“Definitely weird.” I thought about it. My sister was pretty cool and she was really pretty but it would be weird. Still... “It would be weird but it would be okay. It’s not the same, that’s for sure. But if you wanted to, you know, practice.”

“I don’t know. It just seems weird.”

“Yeah. I can’t help it that I’m your brother. Too bad Scott or Marty aren’t here. You could practice with them.”

“Ahh, no. Scott and Marty? I know they’re your friends but that doesn’t mean I would want to kiss them. No. Just no.” She was thinking about it. I’d said it without giving it a lot of thought. But now that she was thinking about it, I sort of wanted to kiss my own sister. It was weird.

She looked at me, smiling, lost in my memory of the night before. She startled me when she said, “Maybe, just a little,” and leaned forward. “For practice.”

She leaned all the way forward and our lips touched. To call it a kiss would be a gross overstatement. Not having died or been seriously repulsed, she leaned back in for another kiss. I’d learned a lot about kissing from Tina the night before. So had LuAnn and Fallon. The lesson didn’t go to waste on Lisa, either, I guessed. This time, I let my tongue snake out across her lips. Just the slightest brush up against them.

“That felt crazy,” she said and leaned back in. This time she tried it, brushing her tongue against mine. We dueled back and forth for a few moments and she started to get into it but not the same way Fallon had. Or even how LuAnn had.

“It’s nice, huh.”

“Yeah. It doesn’t seem like I’m kissing my brother. It just seems like I’m kissing a boy. But it’s weird but I have to remind myself that it is.”

“Is that good?”

“No. Well, yes, but I want another. Just one more.”

I leaned forward and our lips met. She touched my lips with her tongue and when my tongue slid out to touch hers, she opened her mouth more and our tongues touched. I could feel her body tighten as she did, surprised I think at how that changed things. I flicked her tongue with mine and she answered. And then, suddenly, she was done. She sat back up.

“Oh man,” she said.

“Yeah? Was that nice?”

“It was way too nice to be a brother, sister kiss. We can’t do that again. And you can’t tell anyone. No one, ever.”

“Okay. I’m just trying to, you know, be here. You know.” I didn’t know how to say what was on my mind because I didn’t know what was on my mind. “You feel pretty good, sis. In case you were wondering.”

“We can’t do that again, though.”

“Okay. Why not, though. It’s okay if you don’t. But you sound, like, surprised.”

“Why not? Because it was too nice. My body feels like you’re not my brother.”

“I don’t even know what that means.”

“It means that my body feels horny.”

“Oh, wow. Like you want to do more?”

“My body feels like it wants to do a lot more. We can’t. I can’t so we can’t do that anymore.”

“Okay. What does that mean, though? How does your body feel so that it feels like that?”

She screwed up her mouth again and thought. “Not a word of this to anyone or I will kill you in your sleep. No kidding. No one. Ever.”

“Got it. But what’s the big deal?”

“It means I’m wet. I’m wet and I shouldn’t be.”

“Wet? What are you talking about?”

“My pussy,” she whispered, nervously. “I’m wet. You know.” She reached under her sweat pants with her left and up under her top with her right. She pulled her finger out and sniffed it.

I could smell it too. My eyes got wide. “Holy shit.”

“Exactly. And my nipples are hard, too. Mikey, my body wants to fuck you. I don’t, but my body does.”

“Holy crap. That is so hot.”

She started to wipe her hand off on her sweats but I grabbed her wrist.

“Wait.” She looked at me as I pulled her hand to my nose. It wasn’t strong but it was different and it was real. “This is your own personal, like, lubrication for sex.”

“Yes. That’s exactly what it is. And my nipples actually ache.”

I pulled her fingers closer, then licked one.

“Ewe. What are you doing? That’s gross.”

“It’s not, really.” I sucked one of her fingers into my mouth. “It doesn’t taste bad. Just different.”

“Why would you do that?”

“Because some guys talk about going down on a girl. Eating her. I wanted to know what a girl tastes like.”

“We can’t do this anymore. I can’t let my body do this for my own brother. Seriously, my body wants to have sex with you.”

“That’s super-hot. I thought that only happened to guys.”

“Obviously not. Wait. Does your body want to?”

I thought about how to answer. She’d been honest with me but we’d never talked about anything like this. What the hell. “I’ve got a serious boner,” I confessed. “And it feels pretty weird to have a boner for my sister.”

“Right now. You have one right now?”

“Yeah. A pretty good one.”

“I have to leave,” she said standing up.

“Because...”

“Because I want to see it and touch it. And I’m not going there.”

“Well, I’ll bet you can guess what I want to do. I want to see your tits. I want to see how stiff they are.”

“We shouldn’t have kissed. You can’t tell anyone we kissed.” I must have looked puzzled. “You can’t because kissing you is what got me wet. If kissing you got me wet, then I know Fallon and Lu and maybe Tina, too. They probably all got wet from kissing you.”

It had never occurred to me. “Wow. You think so?”

“Definitely, Fallon. Definitely. And if they got wet, they would know that I did too, if they ever found out we’d kissed. So, we didn’t.”

“Got it. Because that would be weird.” She nodded. “My lips are sealed. Not a word to anyone. But you know what?”

“What?”

“I still have a boner,” I said with a big grin.

“You are a doofus,” she said, starting for the door. Before she opened it, I stopped her.

“Lisa,” I said and she turned. “I wouldn’t have one if you weren’t hot and desirable. Just so you know. Sister or not, you’re hot.”

“Not a word,” she said and left.

Damn. I went to the bathroom and managed to take a leak without pissing on the ceiling. A boner for my sister. Damn. I needed something to take my mind off sex and girls. I guessed that it would be okay to be thinking about Fallon or Lu, or even Tina, but not my sister. She kissed pretty good though. Maybe ... stop. Just stop. I washed my face and brushed my teeth, then pulled on some board shorts and a loose T.

I walked into the big room and then onto the deck and looked out at the ocean. I had a deck in my own room but the rec room deck was bigger and the view wasn’t obstructed on the north side. There were some pretty nice five footers rolling in. Every now and then, a wave would jack to six or even seven feet. Five guys were already out. Four of them weren’t very good but the other was seriously shredding it. It’s what I needed.

By the time I paddled out, surf was running at eight feet with a ten-footer every now and then. I caught a half dozen of the eight footers and would have been happy to have that kind of wave all day. But this was a week of firsts. I waited for something bigger. I looked back at the house and saw my dad on the second story deck, watching through the scope. I gave him a thumbs up and he waved. I didn’t have to wait long. Sitting as high in the water as my fish would let me, I spotted a swell that looked impressive. I paddled out a little deeper so I could get my speed up in time to catch it. I looked to see who else was positioned for it and I was the only one.

By the time it got to me, I was paddling furiously. I felt my board catch and I popped up. I rode it straight down the face then carved back up to the top and picked my line, then dropped in and worked it up and down the face, slowing down and waiting for the barrel to find me. Twice more and I was in. I stood a little higher and let the wave part my hair, a first, at least on a wave that big. The wave started to hang up, so I carved up then down the face to get speed, then back up and over the top to the backside. Sweet. When it was past, I looked up toward the house and pumped my fist. I saw my dad pump his back. I knew he’d be jazzed to hear about that one. I saw the Musketeers all watching from the third-floor deck. My dad must have hollered to them to come watch. I waved and they waved back.

My dad used to surf all the time but he said it wore him out too easily and he switched to sailing. He went out every now and then but he probably wouldn’t go out on a day like that. He was satisfied to watch me. I paddled back to get in the line-up.

I took a couple of eight footers and did fine. They were pretty glassy, making them easy to work. I noticed more people in the water. Larger waves had attracted more surfers. Some were pretty good but some were dangerous. I took another ten-foot wave and found the face to be more erratic and that wasn’t surprising. It was harder to work and I was at the top end of my comfort zone. I took a break and sat up, outside the line. No matter how many people are out, you can be as alone as you want to be when you’re surfing. That’s what I wanted.

I knew that when I went in, I’d have to deal with the Musketeers. I worked that over in my head. It had started with Fallon’s insecurity and Lu’s need to address it. I was pretty sure that Tina wouldn’t care what I did and that Lisa would be fine with my decisions. I was glad they’d all heard me the night before. Normally, I would have been pissed they were eavesdropping but it turned out to work in my favor. I narrowed down the issues to Fallon and Lu and who I would like to date. On the other hand, Tina said I’d have to show her my boner sometime. Holy crap. I’d already asked LuAnn out and I really liked her. It didn’t hurt that she had a body to die for. On the other hand, it was obvious that Fallon really liked me. It felt pretty good. I wondered just what had happened the night before. Had she really had a little orgasm? Is that even possible? Either you do or you don’t, I thought. If she had, it was certainly the first time I’d ever given one to a girl, even if I didn’t mean to. I thought that I would really like to see what that was about. She was pretty happy, or maybe content is a better word.

I wondered if she woke up with a smile on her face. I wondered if the smile would vanish if I took Lu out on a date. I wondered if I could date Fallon after I dated Lu and how much they would understand that I liked them both. I wondered a hundred other things that I didn’t have answers for. Finally, I wondered why I hadn’t asked Lisa about it that morning. Tired of wondering without having answers, I paddled back to the line-up.

I waited for a ten-footer but when I started paddling, there were three other guys so I pulled up. I repeated that process twice more before I found myself alone. I paddled into it, popped up and was starting down the face when I saw a guy right in my path. He was paddling out and clueless. I tried to cut back up to keep from hitting him but it was like he was determined to get hit. Finally, I cut back toward the lip but I went too high. When I turned back down, it was already too late. I was on the lip and the wave was about to close out. I went over the falls. I dove in, gaining separation from my board. The foam sent me tumbling and I bounced off the bottom twice before I came up. I raised my hand high over my head before popping up, hopefully giving anyone else fair warning, I was there.

My board had washed up on the beach and I swam in, catching the shore break to end up next to it. Tina was there and had my board.

“Thanks,” I said, taking it from her.

“You okay? That looked like it hurt.”

“A little. Not bad. I’m done though. I went over the falls because I was trying to keep from hitting that kook in the orange shorts. He belongs at the Dunes. Not out here in epic surf.”

“Well, I’m glad you’re okay. You ready to go where it’s really dangerous?”

“Oh, oh. Where’s that?”

“I bet you know where it is. We’re all up the beach a ways. Why don’t you join us? You can sit between Lu and Fallon.”

“I think I’d rather go back out and battle the kooks.”

“I’ll bet.”

“What do I do, Tina?”

“You could take me out instead and save yourself the drama.”

“Thanks. You’re a real friend,” I said sarcastically. I looked at her and realized she might not have been kidding. “Wait. Were you being serious? Would you go out with me?”

“That’s the kind of talk that got you into this. Don’t ask the question if you can’t stand the answer, stud.”

“Hypothetically, then.”

“A girl could do worse.”

“Wow.”

“I’m going to take that as a compliment. Should I?”

“Yes. God yes. Absolutely.” I sat my board down and then let it fall flat. “Would you talk with me for a minute,” I said pointing to the board. “Talk with me before I go sit between Fallon and Lu.”

We both sat on my board and looked out at the ocean. I knew we were within view of the other three girls and that they were probably watching us. We were out of earshot and that’s all that mattered.

“What do I do, Tina? Why couldn’t my sister have ugly friends that I don’t like. This is the opposite of that.”

“Yeah. A real hardship for you.”

“I’m serious, Tina. I need some help here.”

“Okay. I’ll be serious. Tell me what you’re thinking first and then I’ll tell you what they’re probably thinking.”

I did and she listened.

“Let me see if I’ve got you. I’m going to put it in my words. If Lisa had only me for a friend, you’d gladly ask me out and be a happy camper. However, if she had either Fallon or Lu for her only friend, that would hold true for them, too.”

“Yes. That’s it exactly.”

“You don’t know us very well or you don’t know what you want? Which is it, because we’re all pretty different?”

“I guess a little of both, when you put it like that.”

“Then why would you have to make a decision now? And why would you think one of us wouldn’t be okay with it? If you told Lu and Fallon what you just told me, I bet they’d be okay with it.”

“Really?”

“Maybe. Fallon has crushed on you since fifth grade. But there’s no doubt that you’ve grown on Lu, too. Maybe more than a little. I think they’d be okay. We’re all good friends. I don’t think a boy is going to mess that up.”

“What about you?”

“I haven’t had a crush on you since fifth grade, if that’s what you’re asking. But you have grown on me. It would be kind of nice to go out with someone who doesn’t want to go out hoping they can see my tits. I showed them to you last night,” she laughed.