Chapter 1

I’m Kevin Hart. My family was quite well off, with a large house and half a dozen vehicles. We had a housekeeper Betty, chef Anna, and Janice, our tutor and nanny. She was the main one who took care of me until I started college. Janice wasn’t much to look at with her bent nose and missing tooth in front, but she was good to me and I liked her. On her final day of work, the day before I graduated high school, she was kind enough to give me my first blowjob and a quickie with a condom. I always wondered why I had a nanny instead of being with our aunt Jessie and parents most of the time, like my older sister Wendy and younger one Holly.

I wouldn’t really say I missed my family, since I saw them at mealtime and we’d usually sit together to watch a movie before bed. Nobody ever did anything bad to me, and either Mom or auntie Jessie would tuck me into bed every night. Still, I wondered what they did while I studied, played video games, or exercised with Janice.

I know I didn’t cause what happened, but still feel a little guilty for the wishes I made when I blew out the candles on my 19th birthday. I wished I could be with my family a lot more. I’d been unlucky in love and also wished that I could have a sexy girlfriend. Only a month later, my Dad had a heart attack while driving and died in the resulting crash. I got the first half of my wish and spent most of the next week in my parents’ huge triple-king bed; along with Mom, auntie, and my sisters. We cried, cuddled, and comforted each other until the funeral, and for three days after.

I was only 19 and quite surprised Dad’s lawyer wanted to talk about the will with me instead of my mom or aunt. He met with me in Dad’s former home office and explained his very unusual will. If my sisters, mother, or aunt chose to move away and leave the family; they would each get twenty million dollars and one of the family cars, nothing more. The rest was mine; my father’s companies, the mansion, the boat, the island, the private plane, most of my father’s half billion dollars, and so-on.

I was astounded to be left so much, since my father never spent much time with me and seemed to greatly prefer the girls. The lawyer handed me a slip of paper and a small envelope as he said, “This is the combination for the safe behind you. Your father wanted you to have this letter after he was gone. Please read it in private. If you have any further legal needs, please call my firm.” He handed me a business card and walked out.

Inside the envelope was a gold heart pendant on a thin gold chain and a note. When I put the necklace on it seemed to melt into my skin! I couldn’t see it anymore but felt the slight weight of it on my breastbone. I rubbed my neck and upper chest. I couldn’t touch the necklace or pendant, but I could sense it just under my skin. It felt cold and slightly itchy for a little while.

I started reading. “IMPORTANT! Before you touch the gold necklace, read the rest of this!”

I thought aloud, “Uh-oh!”

The note continued. “Once you put the gold necklace on, it’s part of you for the rest of your life. DON’T PUT IT ON YET!”

I sighed. “Oh boy.”

The note continued, “The desk key should be on my keyring. Locked in the bottom right drawer, you’ll find a silver pendant that matches your gold one. Your mother, aunt, and sisters are already wearing theirs. The silver ones can’t be removed unless both people stop loving each other or one of them dies. The girls’ necklaces should drop off the first time they’re happy after my death, unless you ignored my warning and put on the gold one already. If the girls choose to move away they’ll be provided for. They’ve been very good to me and they’re family, so please be kind to them if they stay with you.

To activate a pendant you need a female at least age 18 to say ‘I love you’ as you put it on her; then she’s yours, her whole heart. They’ll never even think about loving another man, and they won’t be jealous of other females. They don’t become mindless robots, though. They won’t walk off a cliff or step in front of a bus if you tell them, but they’ll try hard to make you happy. They’ll mostly be themselves but go out of their way to please you. If you ask one to kiss your feet she probably will, but she’ll be annoyed or disgusted if your feet are dirty. Since you’re a young man now, I know you’re wondering. Yes, they will also kiss other body parts. Enjoy.

They also love other females wearing a silver heart, but not to the extent of the gold one. Your mother and aunt kiss each other often and cuddle a lot, but only have sex with each other a few times a month unless I suggest it. Your sisters hold hands or hug sometimes but haven’t shown much in the way of lesbian tendencies.

Incest seems to run in the family genes, so to speak. My father was also my grandfather, and your mother and aunt are my sisters. The family has been tested and there are no known genetic flaws which might cause birth defects. If you follow the tradition, things will probably be fine, but I’d prefer you avoid making incest babies. Please break the family tradition.” There were another two pages about his businesses, but I put those aside.