Chapter 1

Cast

Dan, Karen, and Wendy Hayward

Tina Hamilton-Hayward

Lisa, Hanna, and Jenny McKinnon.

Cathy McCormack

Various Caribana participants

Cathy spent the past few days in utter turmoil. She was mad that Ben hadn’t taken a cab home and would still be alive. She was angry at herself and felt guilty that she didn’t make sure he got into a cab. She was mad that his parents, who had shut her out of their lives, kept his ashes. She was just plain angry.

The family tried to console her, but she was beginning to reject their concerns.

“I know she’s grieving but staying in our bed, not eating or talking isn’t going to make her any better. I don’t want her ending up like I almost did,” Karen said, caressing Dan.

“I’ve never seen her this moody and won’t even talk to me. Soon, I’m going to make an appointment with Carla to see her.” Dan looked at her finally out of the bedroom and sitting by the cabana. “I’m trying to convince her to join us as part of the parade this afternoon.”

“You notice she’s started drinking, as if that will end her sorrows.”

Wendy and Tina came to them, hearing the last part of the conversation. “She’s quickly progressing, drinking more alcohol each day,” Tina mentioned.

Lisa and Jenny joined them to take a swim. “I know we all feel sad for Cathy that Ben is gone. How long is she going to keep blaming herself for what happened?” Lisa wondered.

“I’ve tried talking to her too and she just ignores me. I love her and I’m not going to let her destroy herself or my family!” Jenny stated firmly.

Jenny walked out of the pool and dried off, going to Cathy, who just poured another drink. “Is it okay if I sit with you?”

“You afraid I might bite off your head?”

“I would be afraid if I had a cock,” she smiled, and Cathy couldn’t help give a little snicker.

Cathy moved her leg, expecting Jenny to sit on the side of the lounger. Instead, she took the magazine from her lap and straddled her upper legs. Her young tendons tightened, the crotch of her thong separating her pussy lips.

“If you’re here to cheer me up it won’t work and you may as well leave and join the rest of the family.”

“I’m here to make you feel worse, though I think the booze is doing that for me.”

“I’m not trying to drown my sorrows, just take them out for a good, long swim.”

Jenny took the plastic cup from her, sniffed the contents, then took a good sip. She coughed to the harsh rye and ginger ale taste. “How can you drink that shit?”

“You acquire a taste for it.”

“I’d sooner acquire a taste from men’s cum and pussy juice.”

“I think you already have. Jenny, some day you’re going to make some lucky guy a perfectly married slut,” she remarked, taking several strands of her brunette hair in her fingers.

“Was that meant to be compliment because, it sure didn’t sound like one? I thought you enjoyed being Daddy’s slut when he’d take you out to a bar or club.”

“I do. Sometimes I’ll let people hear me talk about how we commit incest, how I love him fucking me, and swallowing his cum, and some hearing we made a baby. One time I pretended to be his young wife and took on several men. I do love him but haven’t shown it much lately.”

“I love him too along with the great sex we have.”

Cathy went to take a drink, but Jenny stopped her, taking another sip instead. “If you’re going to drink it, then so am I.”

“You’re too young to drink.”

“And you’re too young to be a widow but it happened and there is nothing you could have done to prevent it.”

“Thank you Doctor Sigmund Freud.”

“Who’s he?”

“It doesn’t matter.”

“Cathy, I love you, you’re my big sister.”

“I’m not your sister, we aren’t even related.”

“Don’t be mean to me, I didn’t do anything to you, except love you.”

“No, honey you didn’t. I guess I’m angry with myself.”

“Not only are you doing that, you’re also punishing the whole family. I know that Dan isn’t my real dad but its so naughty coming from me, or even you that we call him Daddy when having sex with him.”