I was still thinking of Faith and Sara's day together today when I opened the front door. I still had the smile on my face when I saw the attractive young woman at my door step. She smiled, but the expression on my face changed and I was about to tell her that I was not interested in whatever she was selling. When she spoke, it took every effort to keep a straight face.
"Is Annie here?"
It had been so long since I had used or heard that name. "No, she isn't. May I ask who you are and why you are asking?"
She smiled again. "I'm Shannon. I'm Annie's sister."
My mind was reeling. Sister? Faith has a sister? Why would she not tell me something as important as that? I was struggling to decide whether to invite Shannon in and get more information from her. And yet, I didn't want to reveal anything that might tell her about the relationship between Faith and myself. But Shannon made that decision for me.
"Do you mind if I come in?"
"Ummm, of course. But I thought you were looking for Annie."
"Oh I am. But I also wanted to meet you."
I hesitated. And then I showed her into the living room where we both sat down. "I guess I don't understand why you wanted to meet me?"
She giggled. "I wanted to meet the man who is fucking my sister."
Oh Christ! But I kept a straight face, or at least I thought I did. I also decided that I would deny nothing, but I would not volunteer any information either. So I said nothing.
"She never told you about me, did she? You didn't know she had a sister."
So much for keeping a straight face. "No she didn't. I've never seen you before. All I have is your word that you are Annie's sister."
She was quiet for a moment. She was no longer smiling. "My parents died when I was young, I barely remember them. My father and Annie's dad were close friends going all the way back to college. I had no other family. My parent's wishes were that Annie's mom and dad take care of me. They did more than that. They adopted me. Annie and I may not be born of the same parents, but I love her very much and she is my sister."
I felt a little guilty. I had come close to accusing her of a scam. She was polite, but was also defensive. "I apologize if I offended you."
She smiled again. Her smile was disarming. "It's ok. I guess I can't blame you. She didn't tell you about me." And then she laughed when a sudden thought hit her. "Don't worry about our parents. They are clueless about the two of you. And I'm certainly not going to tell them."
My god, the questions I had. "Why do you think it is that Annie did not tell you about me?"
"I'm not sure. Quite honestly, I'm surprised she finally lost her virginity. I thought it would be years. And I'm also surprised she is with a much older man."
My facial expression stayed neutral.
"Don't get me wrong. You're an attractive man for an old guy. But you're probably close to our dad's age. I just never pictured her with anyone other than someone her own age."
"Ok. So tell me why you don't intend to tell your parents."
She was quiet again before she spoke. "I love our parents, but they are never around. They both have demanding careers and they both travel. Annie and I were always well taken care of, but so little of their time was spent with us. When I returned home, one look at her told me plenty. She is happy."
I lost control of my facial expression for a moment and smiled.
"You also seem to be happy. But then why wouldn't you be? You're fucking a young virgin. She probably has no idea how to satisfy a man. I bet she is clumsy. Everything she does is likely forced because she doesn't know what to do or how to do it. But you could care less because she's tight and nothing more than a cum dump for you."
The smile on my face disappeared. As attractive as Shannon was, I didn't like her much at that moment. But I kept my voice steady "You know nothing about me. And you apparently don't know quite as much about Annie as you think. I think it is time for you to leave." I rose from my chair.
Shannon smiled again and then got up as well, but made no movement towards the door. "I've never been with an older man. But I bet I can make your toes curl a lot harder than Annie can." And then she turned and walked to the door.
I followed her. As she stepped out of the front door, I said to her, "You assume way too much. You have no idea what Annie is capable of. And as for what you think you could do to me, you'll never find out." I paused for a moment, realizing I had already said more than I had intended. "You claim that Annie is happy and that you love her. But you have a very strange way of showing it."
Shannon left without comment.
I was hurting. Why would Faith keep something like that from me? She must have had a good reason, but what could it have been? Through all of the thoughts that came to my mind, trust was the single focus that I came back to over and over again. Faith did not trust me with this. That hurt. But I knew that I had to move beyond that. I needed to hear her side. She would be disciplined regardless, but I still needed to hear what she had to say. Her punishment needed to be appropriate. I needed to remove my emotions from the situation and deal with this. Yeah, right. That's easy to tell someone else to do or consider. It's a whole other matter when that someone is yourself. What probably was saving me from making a bigger mess was the fact that Faith was with Sara for the day. I had time to think. That was good and bad. It gave me time to cool down and think sensibly. It also gave me more time for my stomach to churn over the hurt I was feeling.
