Must Read: An Incest Birthday (18+)

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Must Read: An Incest Birthday (18+)

That reminded me we still had to let them know we were leaving. “Actually I wanted to talk to you about that. Rita and I decided to go stay at Ashley’s for a few days,” I said.


“Is something wrong? You don’t like staying here anymore?” Marie asked.


“No it’s not that at all, it’s just we’ve been here so long, we need to give you some space for a little while. You can’t walk around like you would if we weren’t here.”
“That’s nonsense. What’s the real reason you’re leaving? Not enough food?” Jim joked.
“That really is it. We don’t wanna overcrowd for too long. We’ll go stay at Ashley’s a few days and give you some breathing room, and then we’ll come back and eat up your food again.”
“Does Ashley know you’re coming or are you doing a drop-by?”
“She knows. We’re gonna call her tomorrow and let her know we’re coming.”
“Does this have anything to do with your father at all?”
I paused for a second, but I figured there was no point in trying to hide it. “Kinda. He came over here and exploded, and then we went back to the house and tried to get him on our side again, it didn’t work. At least at Ashley’s there’s no chance of that happening.”



“Because he’s your father’s client, I see. Well it seems like you have it all figured out. If you feel the need to go stay at Ashley’s go right ahead, and afterwards you’re always welcome to come back and stay as long as you need to, without the pressure of being a burden.”
“Thanks Mr. Wilson, we appreciate it. We’ll definitely be coming back.”
“Well if you leaving does anything, it’ll give us a chance to restock up on food. Just you two can eat as much as the rest of us any given day,” Marie laughed.
“Part of that is dad’s fault. Who makes food this good just because?” Chris asked.
“I have to try new things to get ahead of the competition. I’m new in this business remember? I need something that gives me an edge over the people who’ve been here a while.”


“If you keep making food like this I guarantee you won’t have a problem.”
“I noticed. There’s but a little corner of meat let on the plate, which is mine by the way.”
Jim went to scoop up the last corner and Chris fought him with his spoon for it. It turned from a spoon fight to paper rock scissors to a thumb wrestling match.


“We’ve definitely been here too long,” I laughed. “This is something I’d do with Rita, except the paper rock scissors because I can’t win at that to save my life,” I said.


“I made the food, I get the last of the food,” Jim said.
“I’m a growing boy, I need it more than you do,” Chris retaliated.
“You’re as big as you’re gonna get, I need to keep my strength up.”
“Oh for petes sake why don’t you just share it, or I’m gonna eat it!” Marie said.
They looked at Marie to see if she was serious, and she looked to be, so they used their spoons to divide half the meat equally between then while avoiding looking back at Marie.
“There, now that wasn’t so hard. Now who wants to do the dishes?”
“I cooked so I don’t have to do the dishes,” Jim said.
“I helped him so I’m out too, plus I’m just not doing them,” Marie laughed.
Everyone looked around like we always did when the dishes came up. We usually altered but since everyone pitched in the last couple of days it kinda reset the order and no one wanted to be the first to do them. “Paper rock scissors?” I suggested.

“Best two out of three, on shoot, no do-overs, loser does all the dishes,” Stephanie said.
We paired up and squared off against each other. Rita beat me and Stephanie lost to Chris so it was down to us. There were a bunch of dishes no neither of us wanted to lose.
“You’re gonna lose Randy, I always come through in the clutch,” Stephanie teased.
She threw rock and I threw paper. “What was that? Somebody spoke too soon!”
“That’s only one, you got lucky on that one but I got the rest.”
“If that’s what you wanna call it, come on take this whooping like a woman.”
I threw scissors and she threw rock again. “Oh, now who has the premature celebration!”
“Last one for all the marbles, remember no re-dos so when you lose don’t be crying.”
“Remember all this gloating five minutes from now when you’re washing…”

KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK!


“Who’s that? Were you expecting anybody tonight Jim?” Marie asked.
“No not tonight. I have clients that are supposed to come over but they never said anything about coming at night. I’ll go see who it is.”
Jim got up to answer the door and we went back to our game. I threw out rock since that’s what Stephanie’s been doing this whole time and she threw out paper, figures.”
“Ha! Told you all that gloating was gonna come back and haunt you! Get in there and spic and span those dishes, I wanna see myself in them when you’re done…”
Stephanie stopped talking and stared at whatever was behind me. I turned around to see what she was looking at and was surprised in the least to see dad standing there.
“I need you to come home, we need to talk,” was all dad said.
Rita paused. “Dad, I’m not coming back without Randy, you know that.”

“Randy’s coming too. I need to talk to both of you.”
I looked at Rita, shocked at dad’s sudden appearance after the last visit we had. Dad’s not one for changing his mind, unless this was a bad news visit. “Did something happen?” I asked.
“No nothing happened, well yeah something did happened, but it doesn’t… we can talk about it at the house, I just need you to come back right now. You can drive there in Chris and Stephanie’s car if they let you and come back when we’re done.”
We looked at each other, around at everybody else to guage a facial expression, which they all had the same, basically ‘go and see what he has to say’ and looked back at dad who was waiting for a confirmation. We nodded yes and he relaxed his posture and loosened up.
“Ok I’ll meet you back at the house, come back when you’re ready.”
He walked out the front door and just like that he was gone just as fast as he came. We were completely caught off guard by him showing up. The way things ended last time we were all in the same room, I didn’t think we’d be seeing him again of his own free will in a while.
“You’re going to go see what he wants to talk about right you two?” Jim asked.
“Yeah we are. I don’t like how that sounded though. Did you see the way he got all jumbled up when we asked him if anything happened? it might be some bad news,” Rita said.
“Well whatever it is you won’t be able to find it out here. He came here for a reason, go ahead and get back, we’ll take care of the dishes for you,” Marie said.
“No I lost, the least I can do is clean up before we leave,” I said.
“Don’t worry about the dishes, your father made a point to come here and talk to you in person and invited you back to the house, the last thing you need to be worried about is some dirty dishes. Go find out what’s going on and then come back and fill us in,” Jim said.



Chris left the table and came back with the keys to their car. “Try not to burn all the gas out this time. You forgot to fill it back up after your field trip this morning. Come to think of it, you never fill it back up. Take care of that before you come back please, thanks.”


He tossed me the keys and we were out the door and on our way back to the house. The whole way there we were quietly exchanging concerned looks of what could be going on. We called mom and Aunt Lisa’s cell phones and the house phone but there was no answer on any of them, so we were starting to assume the worst.



We pulled up to the house to see everybody’s car there, and we looked at the house to see only the light in the living room was on, so that uneasy feeling we had started to intensify. We went up to the house and went in, scared of what we were walking into with the little information we had, but knowing we had to do it anyway. We walked in the door to see dad sitting in a chair facing the couch with his hands together in a fist under his chin and mom and Aunt Lisa standing on either side of him.
“Come on you two, sit down, I wanna have a talk with both of you,” dad said.
We walked over to the couch and sat down in front of him, now having an idea about why we were there, but still not knowing what he was about to say.
“Ok. I’m gonna be blunt. I don’t like what you two are doing, and you don’t like me trying to break you up, and that put us at a standstill for a long time, so due to a recent event that happened, I’m trying a new approach. I want you two to look me in the eye and make me understand this, give me an acceptable and credible reason to be ok with this.”

I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. Dad was giving us an opportunity to convince him to be ok with us. I never thought in a million years this would happen. I was so unprepared for this moment that I had no clue what to say. Lucky for me, when Rita heard dad say that she fixed her posture in a way that looked like she had an entire speech planned for this situation.
“Dad. I love him. And he loves me. That should be all the reason you need. So what if what we doing isn’t socially acceptable, at one point in time it was, it only changed because people wanted to fix something that wasn’t broken. It may be illegal, but so is just about everything else we do on a daily basis. It’s not like we sought this out dad, it just happened. At least you know that Randy isn’t hooking up with some random girl from the street, and you know I won’t get used and heartbroken by some guy who only wants to get in my pants. You know us better than anyone, so who better to trust to be with your kids, than well, us?”

“We hate what this is doing to everybody dad,” I said feeling I needed to say something. “We don’t want this to drive the family apart. We just wanna be together and not be judged for it. I know that’s asking a lot but if there’s ever a time we needed your support on something this would definitely be the time. Like Rita said, who better to date your kids than somebody whose known them all their life? No one knows us better than we do, which is why it works perfectly, and that’s not even including the twin thing. I promise dad I’m gonna do everything I can to make sure she’s safe and protected. One thing you’ll know with us dad is we’ll never hurt each other and we’ll always be happy, that’s two things but you know what I mean.”



He sat there and listened to everything we said and when we finished talking he sat there again.


This was the awkward silence of all awkward silences. There was no expressions on dad’s face whatsoever and he didn’t move the entire time he was sitting there thinking, so we had nothing to go on to find out of our talk had any positive impact on what he thought. After what seemed like an eternity, he finally lifted his head up and looked at us.



“I wasn’t planning on ever changing my mind about this, ever, but when you talk like that things have a way of changing your mind for you. I was going to work this morning and traffic was stopped for this huge pile up on the freeway. Five cars were smashed, five, because of what appeared to be a drunk driver. Everybody made it out pretty much ok, except for this one kid.




The accident was so bad it forced all traffic to go down one lane, so driving past you couldn’t help but see and hear everything going on with the accident. The kid who was hurt looked like he took the brunt of the hit. He was laying on the stretcher looking lifeless while the paramedics worked on him with his mother frantically screaming to save him. Of all the things she said, one stood out and will stay in my head forever.



She said ‘please don’t take by baby away from me, I’ll take him however I can get him, just please don’t take him away from me’ with tears covering her entire face. I couldn’t have felt worse for her.”



Hearing dad tell the story the way he did I could tell it hit him hard. He looked like he’d been thinking about the accident since it happened, which I imagine rattled him about the situation with us. Our situation isn’t quite the same as the lady and her son, but it’s just as emotional.



“I might not agree with what you two are doing, but I don’t wanna take the chance of losing you two in my life, so… I will try to respect what you two have.”


The smile that came across Rita’s face when he said that was amazing. “THANK YOU DADDY!”
“WAIT! I’m not done. I have a few rules. I may have decided to accept what you two are doing, but that doesn’t mean I’m going to tolerate everything either. When you’re here I don’t wanna see it, I don’t wanna hear it, I don’t wanna catch any wind of anything going on in my presence. If you’re gonna do anything close the door and please not be loud, or even better, wait until I’m not here so I can pretend you’re still a normal brother and sister.”