Must Read: An Incest Birthday (18+)

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Must Read: An Incest Birthday (18+)

“By the way everybody’s looking at their plates I can tell you’re hungry, so I’ll let you eat and I’ll come back later and check on everything. Should I bring some more bread?” Denise asked.


“No that’s ok, we haven’t even touched the bread on the table yet, thanks though,” I said.
“Ok well if you need something else just flag me down or call for me in the back.”
“Denise can you do me a favor? You already know I’m gonna get another one, but can you put another one on for everybody else? They’re gonna want it later, trust me,” Rita said.
“So eight parmesans? Are you sure? That’s a lot of food to be cooking on a whim!”
“I’m positive, they’ll love it, and they’ll all be paid for. Thanks again.”


She smiled and walked away. Her mood seemed to pick up a little bit, she wasn’t her usual bubbly self but she was at least being nice now,


Ashley’s words must’ve served their purpose.


“Ok, try this, and tell me it’s not some of the best food you’ve ever had in your life. We’ve been here three days straight and I get the same thing every time,” Rita said.


“It does look really good though. If it is I’m gonna feel so stupid for riding past here all the time and going to Applebee’s and Fridays instead, but ordering one for everybody before we even try it? Aren’t you kinda jumping the gun a little bit?” Ashley asked.


“Not even a little bit, you’ll thank me once we leave I guarantee it.”


“You won’t find out if it’s good if you keep talking, eat!” Chris said cutting into his steak.


It didn’t take long before everybody realized that Rita was telling the truth. From the moment they took their first bite I could tell they would be coming back just as often as we would.


All that “eating like a lady” crap went out the window as they all tore through their food like they hadn’t eaten in days, they didn’t even wait for it to cool down. It wasn’t until everyone was almost done that anyone stopped eating to talk.


“All those times we went to all those other places…wasted. This is so good!” Becky said.


“I told you. Every chef back there if probably a master cook or something,” Rita said.
“Now I feel like the dumbest person in the world. All the times I could’ve ate here but didn’t because it was small. Even if she did spit in my food I’d still eat it, it’s that good,”



Ashley said.


“That’s just nasty, she could’ve though, she was pretty pissed at you,” Carina said.


“I don’t think she did, but like I said, I don’t care, I’d still eat it.”
“Whose is this in the middle of the table? I’m about to take a piece off of it,” Dana said.
“That’s mine! If you want a piece it’ll cost you five dollars,” Rita said.
“What? I might as well just order another one then!”
“That’s the point, mine is already here, I planned ahead because I already knew it was good.”
“And because you’re a fatty who can eat more than all of us combined,” Stephanie laughed.
“This is also true, which is all the more reason to leave my parmesan alone!”
“You’re at least gonna share with me right? I had steak, I left you a piece,” I said.


(sigh) “If I must, but only you though, I’m not that nice to be sharing my food all like that.”
Denise made her way back to the table, each visit back she seemed to be getting more and more back to her cheerful self. “Everybody doing ok here?”


“Just as we knew it was gonna be, they all like the food,” Rita said.
“I’m glad, so that means I can add you all to the list of regulars then?”
“You can add us to the VIP list, by the time we’re done everyone in the city is gonna know about this place and how good the food is,” Becky said.
“You definitely have a big enough mouth for it,” Dana laughed.


“About as big as those tits ripping through that too small shirt,” Becky retaliated.


“Don’t hate, you just wish you had these babies, they are a lot of work though.”

“Umm ok, went from talking about food to b0s0m, but whatever. The real reason I came back over here, Ashley, guess who I’m on the phone with right now?”
“Ummm, I could guess buy I probably already know the answer,” Ashley said.
“Yep, my brother Sean, I told him everything that happened, and he said he’ll accept your apology with one or two conditions, but he wouldn’t tell me what, he said he’d tell you in person when he comes back next week. Are you sure you’re still up to it?”
“Yeah, I know it’s gonna be bad, but I have it coming. I said I’d do whatever and I will.”
“Good, I’ll let him know right now, and the other parmesans are coming out of the oven now.”



Denise went back the cooking area again and everybody stared at Ashley, ready to poke fun at whatever it was she was gonna have to do for Denise’s brother.
“He’s gonna embarrass the hell outta you,” Becky laughed.
“What do you think he’s gonna do? Make her go to a public place and dance or say something embarrassing in front of a lot of people? I’m so excited!” Dana said.
“I don’t know why, whatever it is you all have to do it with me,” Ashley said.


“Umm no! She just said you, not all of us,” Carina said.
“But you were all there too, it’s only fair. I’ll take the bulk of whatever it is but you guys have to at least be in on something, it looks better that way. On the bright side though, the parmesan was really good and I definitely want that other one, guess you were right Rita.”

“When am I not? I’m always right, darling,” Rita said imitating her best English accent.
“While we have a second, how are we gonna pay the bill? We gonna go everybody pay for what they got or we split it between all of us?” Stephanie asked.


“Don’t worry about it, I got it. Might as well use dad’s money on something good,” Ashley said.


“With all that extra stuff we got coming it’s gonna come out to damn near $200,” Chris said.


“Ummm, dad, filthy rich, ring a bell? He doesn’t even own a pair of boxers that cost less than $200, hell he’d spend $200 on food in a restaurant just for himself!”
“Ok you don’t have to twist my arm, I’ll gladly keep my money in my pocket.”


“Such a gentleman. What happened to men picking up the bill for women?” Dana asked.


“That all changed, now women are working construction, driving race cars, running multi-million dollar companies, it’s time you start paying for us now.”


“You sound just like every other man, I guess chiv…”


“You better not say chivalry is dead! It’s not, women just wanna have it all. You can ask for independence and still wanna be treated like a lady, that’s like saying ‘I don’t need a man to do anything for me, but then get mad when don’t open the door for you, I mean what the hell!”


“That’s the way it should be, ladies should come first at all times, it’ all about manners.”
“Ok, I’ll remember that if we hear a noise in the house and somebody needs to check it out.”
“So you’d take the chance in me getting grabbed up by somebody?”
“You said ladies first at all times! What it has a negate factor in certain situations? That’s that bullshit, you can’t have your devils food chocolate cake and ice cream and eat it too.”
“Speaking of ice cream do they have some here? Ice cream sounds good right now,” Becky said.


“Yes we can, we are precious creatures that can do no wrong no matter what!” Dana joked.
“Who bit the apple?”
“What are you talking about who bit the apple what apple?”
“You know what apple I’m talking about, the apple in the garden of Eden! Who was it that listened to a damn snake in the grass and bit the apple after God said specifically not to?”
“That doesn’t matter because tha…”


“That’s right it was the woman! Women are so high up on the chain they’re even able to defy god! Took a big butt0ckz bite outta that apple! Can do no wrong my butt0ckz…”
“You guys just range from a variety of subjects don’t you?” Denise said as she popped up unbeknownst to us holding eight individual trays of parmesan for each of us.
“Yeah that’s what we do, we can never stay on the same topic for too long,” I said.
“Well at least you’ll never be bored with each other. And in my opinion, you’re both right, yeah women are delicate creatures and we should be treated like it, but that doesn’t mean it HAS to happen, it’s nice when it does though, and men should make it a priority to try to give women the best of both worlds, but that doesn’t mean women can’t do the same for men either.”


“Look at that, words of wisdom from a thirteen year old,” I said.
“How are you so big on stuff like that at only thirteen?” Dana asked.
“I read a lot, and I like reading stuff like that, I’m gonna be a psychology major at school and maybe have a small background in some criminal justice, but psychology for sure.”
“That tuition is gonna bleed you dry, those are two expensive butt0ckz majors,” Stephanie said.
“I’m saving up now, that’s why I’m busing tables all day every day, it’s not cheap at all. I’ll go get your bill, is it separate or am I ringing everybody up on one bill?”
“Everybody on one bill, we already figured out how we’re gonna pay,” Ashley said.
“Ok, I’ll be right back, and remember tip me or I’ll spit in your food.”


“There she is,” I said as Denise got back to her usually happy self.
“I’m gonna leave her a really big tip,” Ashley said.
“What’s really big, you mean like a hundred dollars big or a thousand dollars big?”
“I mean like ten thousand, maybe fifteen thousand dollars big.”
Needless to say we were all surprised. “What! Give me fifteen thousand dollars!” Becky said.
“She’s going to school, you’d just spend it all on clothes and makeup and stuff.”



“Did I mention I’m going to school for chemical engineering?” Chris joked.
“Be quiet Chris you’re having trouble with regular school,” Stephanie laughed.
“Well that’s definitely one way to get back on her good side, if it works,” I said.
Denise came back with the bill. “Here you go, it comes out to $176.83. We don’t usually get that high a bill with only eight people. How are you gonna pay?”
“Debit card,” Ashley said. “I’ll come up there with you.”
She walked to the front with Denise and gave us a little smile as she looked back at us from the cash register. We watched Denise’s face to see what she’d do when Ashley told her how much her tip would be, and when she did tell her, she went from casual to shock. She shook her head no and pushed the credit card back towards Ashley, but Ashley was persistent. Her body language showed she was trying to convince Denise to take it, and then I guess she said something else with a little more impact because Denise gave her a stare and then nodded. Ashley asked for a hug and to our surprise Denise gave her one, and then Ashley made her way back to us smiling, a little proud of what she just did.


“So she took it? How much did you end up giving her?” Becky asked.
“Yeah she took it, I went ahead and gave her the fifteen thousand,” Ashley replied.

“What did you say? It didn’t look like she wanted to take it at first,” Stephanie said.
“I told her if she wanted to major in psychology and criminal justice she was gonna need it, and when she became a certified psychologist I’d let her examine me first.”
“That’d be enough to make me take it if I already didn’t before,” Chris joked.
“Yeah but then she still kinda didn’t wanna take it so I had to fake threaten her, I said I’d file a complaint with her dad if she didn’t take my tip, then she finally agreed.”
“Well at least you didn’t lose your power of persuasion,” I said.
“You never really lose it, you just change it up a little. Anyways I gave her my cell number so she could get ahold of me when her brother came back so I can hurry up and get that over with.”


“He’s gonna get you good, just watch. Well if we’re all done here we can grab our parmesan and leave, unless somebody doesn’t want theirs, then I’ll take it,” Rita said.
“You’re not getting mine, you just turned us on to what’s probably the best undercover restaurant in the city, and we haven’t even tried the other stuff,” Dana said.
“Alright let’s go back to Ashley’s, I wanna drink a little before I go home,” Carina said.
We grabbed up all our stuff and headed for the door, all of us holding a tray of chicken parmesan, Denise was standing there hugging all of us as we left out.
“See you guys next time, and Ashley, I’ll see you guys in a few days,” Denise smirked.
“I don’t like the way that looked. Ashley, how screwed are we?” Carina asked.


“On a scale of one to ten? Probably a nine, but at least it’s not a ten!”
“I’m definitely getting drunk after that day,” Becky said.
“So what are we doing now? Are we going back to my house for some drinks?” Ashley asked.
We all looked around at each other, nobody was giving a yes or no answer, probably because nobody wanted to be the one to say no because we couldn’t get drunk on account of having to drive home, but eventually everyone kinda warmed up to the idea.
“We can go for a little bit I guess but we can’t stay, I know we’re both gonna drink something and we can’t drive home drunk,” Stephanie said.
“That’s fair. We can play one drinking game then everybody can leave, I don’t think we played questions yet. Just go straight back to my house from here,” Ashley said.



Everyone got back into their respective cars and drove off, some in a different direction because they knew a shortcut and the rest of us following the safe way so we wouldn’t get lost.



“Dammit, I wanted to go home, now we’re gonna lose out on a few hours,” Rita complained.
“I thought you’d say that. I mean it’s the least we could do, she practically paid $15,200 dollars for eight of us to eat, we don’t wanna dine and dash out on her,” I said.
“I’d pay her back, not that $15,000 part, but I’d pay back my share of the food.”
“It’s just a few drinks, we’ll be in and out before you know it. Shouldn’t I be the one trying to hurry up and get home so I can F**K you? Something’s wrong here.”


“Yes it should be you, so what’s problem? Why don’t you wanna F**K me all the time?”
“I do wanna F**K you all the time, I just have more of a grasp on my hormones, that and you wearing me out every time we do have s*x. It’s like I can push my hormone button on and off, but your button as jammed and it’s stuck on all the time.”


“That’s one way of putting it, another is I get massive urges where I need to be F***ed by you immediately and for a long time or I’m gonna lose my Sh*t.”
“Every man’s fantasy, and I live it every day.”

“Thirty minutes, an hour tops, then we’re outta there, I’m not playing.”
“I can tell, you have that look like you’ll pull over and F**K me right now.”
She slowed the car down and glanced at me. “Don’t think I won’t.”

“I know you will, but the sooner we get there the sooner we can leave.”
She picked back up speed and drove the rest of the way to Ashley’s a little agitated over another speed bump we’d have to get over before we went home. Unlike earlier when we were the first ones to get to the restaurant, we were the last ones to get to Ashley’s. Everybody else’s cars were already blocking up the driveway so we parked on the street.
“Remember, just an hour, any more than that and I’m not responsible for my actions,” Rita said as we walked up the porch to the door,
which as usual was unlocked.


“Bout time you slowpokes got here! Why’d you take the long way?” Carina asked.


“We took the only way we knew how to get here,” I responded.


“Yeah well I’m already two drinks in, come on and catch up, we’re gonna play questions.”

“I already know you’re gonna ask what questions is so I’m gonna explain it,” Ashley said as she walked in with a bottle of vodka, tequila, and Jack Daniels. “I don’t remember if we played it before but it’s real simple, we go around in a circle, each person asks anyone they want a question, the person either has to answer the question or take a shot, simple.”


“Sounds like an easy way to get drunk without all the work,” Chris said.


“Basically yeah. Especially if you’d rather drink than talk like me,” Becky said.


“You can’t drink too much of you’re gonna be driving home,” Stephanie said.


“Don’t worry, we’ve done this a hundred times, we have a really high alcohol tolerance.”


“Yeah that doesn’t make us sound like alcoholics at all,” Dana said.


“Nope, not by a long shot. We’re still functional, we don’t drink every day, and we don’t go to extreme lengths to get a drink, not alcoholics.”
“Well when it’s provided for us whenever we want it there’s no need to go to extreme lengths, but just for the sake of my dignity and not starting a debate I’ll agree and say I’m not an alcoholic, cheers,” Dana smirked as she downed a shot of Jack Daniels.


“None of us are, it’s a stress reliever, it just happens to be one that gives you a nice little buzz. As usual I’ll ask the first question, and I think I’ll ask Chris the first one. Chris, do you flirt with Dana so much because you secretly wanna tap that butt0ckz?” Ashley laughed.


“What? Where are you getting flirting from?

When she tried to drown me?”
“Nope, you can’t do that, you can’t answer the question with a question. You either answer the question right or take a shot, but if you don’t answer it makes you look guilty.”


Right off the bat she manipulated it to where he almost had to answer the question. She may not be a B***h anymore, but even while being nice Ashley she’s still as conniving as ever.

“(sigh) Fine I’ll play this game. I still don’t see it as flirting, but I will admit she does have a nice body and I wouldn’t mind hittin that, there happy?” he said and still took the shot.
“I knew it. I keep catching you looking on the sly when you think I’m not watching. Rita’s probably gonna beat you butt0ckz when you leave, but thanks for the compliment,” Dana said.
Rita played along and pretended to be pissed and gave him a meanmug and punched him in the arm to help sell it. If Stephanie was pissed she did a good job of hiding it.
“See? Thank you for getting me hit. Lose-lose situation with women,” Chris said.
“We’re gonna go around this way, my turn.” Becky said. “Rita, which would you rather do, eat everyone’s K!ttyC@t whose here, or sU-Ck everyone’s J0yst!ck?”
Almost immediately Rita picked up the shot and knocked it back. “That’s some good tequila.”
“Becky what the hell kind of question is that? That’s her brother!” Dana said.


“Duhh, exactly! Obviously I was making it so she had to drink!”
“If it was me, I’d definitely eat everybody’s K!ttyC@t, except you Becky, F**K you,” Ashley laughed.
“Please my K!ttyC@t would be the first one you ate you not fooling anybody!”
“Yeah you keep telling yourself that, Stephanie it’s your turn.”
“Alright, alright. “Ashley, would you rather give up all your money and have all the s*x you want, or keep your money and never be able to have s*x again? Not no type of s*x, nothing.”
“Sh*t, that’s kind of a hard one. I think I’d rather give up the money though, you can always get more money, s*x is irreplaceable. When you get that urge you just gotta do it.”
“Really? You’d rather give up the money? I didn’t expect you to pick that, maybe we should strap you back up to the lie detector machine again just to be sure,” Chris laughed.
“So you’re telling me never having any form of s*x again won’t phase you?” Ashley asked.
“Hell yeah it’ll phase me! I’m a man! I can’t even go a day without thinking about s*x in some kind of way let alone having it, I just thought it wouldn’t phase you.”
“Let me let you in on a little secret that most women don’t want you to know Chris, we think about s*x just as much as you do, sometimes more, we’re just not as obvious with it as men are. Nine times out of ten you won’t catch us staring at your J0yst!ck like you stare at our asses.”


“Touché. I guess that makes it my turn. Becky, whose hotter, me or Randy?”
She took a good look at both of us before she answered. “I’m gonna answer but I’m still gonna take a shot. That’s kind of a tough one, Randy’s strong and I love muscles, but Chris got the dimples and I loooove that, but then Randy has that boyish charm, and Chris has that stubble starting to come in, but Randy with those eyes… I don’t know, I’ll just take the drink.”