Chapter 8

“Damn, Sis ... wow!” I told Becca as she began washing me in earnest.

“Hey, Bro, what are sisters for? If it were up to me, all sisters our age would bathe their brothers and vice versa. It should be the norm, the rule, not the exception. It might be naughty, but so what? I’m my own woman and I have the right to love and serve whoever I wish. I happen to love two men ... a lot. The love that I feel for Eddie is more respectable, whereas what I feel for you is far more taboo.

“I would be more torn, but it seems that Eddie is a bit more understanding and so is the other man ... you. Face it, Bro. We’re in love. You and me. It’s good, though it’s strange. I don’t know what the roadmap is for this. This ... is ... new for me. I’ve known how I felt about Eddie for a while now. We made promises to each other, based upon the assumption that we were destined to be exclusive.

“The truth is that I ... begged to be allowed to babysit you, Bro. I pleaded with Mom and Dad, even groveling to them. They don’t know why I want it, at least I don’t think so. I just know ... I just knew back then that I had to ‘babysit’ you and spend lockdown with you. It wasn’t about money. That was a nice bonus. I wanted time with you ... a reason that they would accept,” Becca confessed to me a lot more home truths than expected.

“Damn it, Sis ... oh, God!” I reacted to Becca stroking my cock that came down Melanie’s throat not long before.

“See, Bro ... I really love ya!” Becca told me while I began washing her smooth, silky skin, “I just ... had to get a hall pass first to do ... things while separated from Eddie.”

I gave her a stare at that comment.

“Okay, to do MORE things while away from Eddie. Now I have more options. I love Eddie. I don’t want to hurt him. I don’t want to push things ... too far. But I also love you ... and I want to do things ... with ... and FOR you! See my conflict? His hall pass helps, as does knowing that I gave him one. Even so, it’s not exactly cool with even lapsed Quakers like Mom and Dad. It’s a major move away from what society condones, either,” Becca struggled to express her cognitive dissonance.

“It’s definitely not Hallmark movie material, even if I would love to see Lindy Booth play one of you girls. She’s rather cute. Reminds me of Paige a bit. And calling Mom and Dad ‘lapsed’ Quakers is an understatement. The last time either of us went to Meeting was with Grandpa and Granny when I was ten! I don’t think that Mom and Dad so much as quoted George Fox in at least a decade! Either way, we will go as slowly or quickly as you’re ready to go, Sis,” I assured my sister, who responded by licking my face.

“Well, you know that we can go at least as far as that, Bro,” Becca told me with a wicked grin.

“So, licking my face like a cat or dog ... kinky!” I teased Becca as I finished washing her luscious body and we rinsed off.

“How about this?” Becca slapped my tush now rather playfully.

“Okay, very kinky!” I taunted my sister now as we stepped out of the shower and dried each other.

“Not to mention being attracted to my own brother ... just as he’s apparently attracted to me ... and being into girls, evidently ... or at least Paige,” Becca blushed a bit now.

“Well, Paige is a redhead with an actual crimson bush. They tend to excite the imagination, Deborah Ann Woll and the aforementioned Lindy Booth. Even if you have to imagine the bush part on those two,” I teased her a bit more as we headed toward the kitchen.

I couldn’t decide which I enjoyed more, the smell of breakfast, or the sight of four naked girls who just made it. From the scent of her arousal, Becca tended to agree. Whatever else I knew about Becca, she was every bit as bi as me.