Chapter 4

“I’m no good for you. That’s really what she said,” said a stunned May. I was having trouble talking. My sister held me in her arms.

Lynn walked into the room, “Mommy?”

May pulled away, wiped tears from her cheeks, and said, “Now isn’t a good time Sweetie.”

“Is Annie okay?” Lynn asked.

In a stern voice, May said, “Please play with your toys while I talk to Leo.” To me again, “Leo?”

“Yeah, she said that. But she also seemed really nervous, scared even. Maybe someone was threatening her or something. I just hope she’ll be okay.” I wondered aloud.

May thought over her next words carefully, “I don’t like seeing you so upset big brother; I’d like to help you somehow. So to help take your mind off this worry, why don’t you let me return your kindness from the other day and give you a massage?” I was about to refuse when she quickly added. “When you worry I worry. And when I worry I need to do things with my hands, or I’ll worry myself sick. And you know what happens when I do that.”

Twenty minutes later after we found a babysitter for Lynn I had a towel wrapped around my hips and I was lying face down.

I heard May enter the room and I said, “I didn’t mean to worry you, sis. I’m so sorry. I can’t help but worry. Can you forgive me?”

I felt my sister’s magical hands, and fingers touch the middle of my back and run up and over my neck, “Only if you let me help you find your smile. You need to swear to let me help you take your mind off your worry, do what I ask. Swear it please.”

I tried to get up and turn around to look at her, but she forced me to remain in the same position.

“I swear; I’ll let you help me.” I was kind of worried in a new way now.

“Your happiness is one of the things that matters the most to me. And that’s why what I have to say next might not be the best thing to say. Did you ever think that maybe Annie looked so nervous and acted the way she did was because she was scared of the relationship between you two? Maybe she wasn’t ready for that kind of thing. When I talked to her before she had mentioned her relationships had always ended badly because they couldn’t handle the fact that she was a Hatchling. She said that when she was finally starting to feel comfortable, her partners would always end the relationship in really public and harsh ways. Maybe she decided to beat you to the punch so to speak.”

I took in a deep breath and said, “Yeah. I thought about that. But for some reason, that doesn’t seem like the reason behind this. Not completely. If this had happened sooner I might believe that was the cause. It feels more than that. I feel a connection to her that I’ve never felt before. When I’m around her, I feel different, more complete. And when I’m not I sometimes have those vivid dreams. And when I don’t have those dreams, I feel like there is some kind of force or something pulling me towards her or saying I need to be with her. Oh my god. I sound like a stalker or some kind of crazy person or something.”

Images of Annie came rushing through my mind. Starting with the first time I saw her and how it made me feel. I’d see how she’d look when she was concentrating on something. I loved how her nose would twitch and her eyebrows would scrunch up. Then I’d see how she’d look when she was worried. Thinking of her I felt like I was who I was meant to be.

“I’m not going to lie big brother, you kind of sound like a man who is worried about the woman he loves. However, I have another idea on what to do to take your mind off those things,” May said.

She had me turn so I was on my back while I had my eyes closed. She started to massage my front then I felt the bed shift as she moved around on it. When I felt her legs slide over mine my eyes shot open.

I shouted, “Why are you naked? Get off. I need to leave now.”

She moved up my body and shifted hers so her pussy was touching my dick. She rubbed up and down over my member. Despite my efforts and my denial of what was happening, I found myself hard.

“This will help me in helping you, Leo. It helped you a lot the first time we had sex. Do you remember?” May asked.

I thought back to the first, and what was supposed to be the last time we had sex. I was in kind of a bad place then. Our Dad had just left us. The frustration, for some reason, caused me to actively want to try to find out who my birth family was. I had come across what had seemed like something promising but fell to pieces at the last minute. I fell into a depression and missed a few job leads. Then my sister stepped in, and we ended up having sex multiple times in several days. Anyways, by the time we were finished, I felt energized and ready to make my mark on the world. May could go out into the world too. She traveled and started a relationship with her high school sweetheart Steve. We didn’t see each other for nearly a year. The next time I did see her, she had Lynn with her. She also came back without Steve. She soon found a reason to finish college instead of dropping out like she had planned.

I nodded my head and was about to protest when I realized I couldn’t. My mind was telling me to stop this nonsense, but my body was saying I needed this. It wasn’t as strong as the need for Annie, but still, it was strong.

Before I knew it, May had slipped my member deep into a place I hadn’t been in years. I placed my hands on her hips and ran them up her sides. I ran a finger over her tattoo on her pubic region of some strange unknown writing and then over her tattoo of Spider-Girl on her left side. I remember the day she got that. I was cleaning out my dorm and getting ready to return home for a while. I was excited I was about to graduate from college. May came over to my dorm, and I took her out to celebrate. We did a little too much celebrating and we both got drunk, and she woke up with a tattoo. I woke up with a hangover and a red sore area on the same spot May had her tattoo.

While the sex was so close to magical and it did help with the stress there was something that felt off. I couldn’t say what exactly; it was almost as if May wasn’t the one I was meant to do this with for the rest of my life. There was also a sense that something good would come from this union. After we were both done I felt as if I would never feel tempted by my sister’s body again. All women’s bodies lost their appeal to me, all except for one. I knew I needed to find Annie. I needed to find her and make her mine if she’d have me. If she still rejected me, I would give up sex altogether.

“Oh, God Leo I’ve really missed this. You are the best lover I’ve ever had. Yes. Mmm,” May said as she grabbed my hands and placed them on her breasts, and had me squeeze them. I came inside her about five times that day. Four in her pussy and once in her ass.

That night I had a dream about Annie. She was outside. There were some beautiful buildings and mountains all over the place. They all looked familiar, but I couldn’t place them. Annie was drawing in her sketch pad. I could feel what she was feeling. And what I felt was sadness, loneliness, and a lot of other things. However, I knew she believed she needed this time alone, to figure things out.

A few days later, May came to me holding some papers. She had a sad look on her face, “I haven’t been entirely honest with you b ... Leo.”

Concerned, I asked, “What’s wrong? What are you talking about?”

She couldn’t look me in the eyes, “I know we both agreed not to look into finding out who your parents are. But a couple of years ago, I started my own search for my own parents.” I started to worry that she was going to say that we really were brother and sister. “I found something, something very interesting. I ended up doing some digging. I found out that we were born in the same hospital, and on the same day too.” She looked at me and laughed. “Don’t worry. We’re not related. Not closely anyway. One of us was born in the normal human part of the hospital, while the other was born in the alien hatchery.”