Editor's note: this fictional work contains scenes of fictional incest or fictional incest content.
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I walked in the house, dropped my luggage and breathed a deep sigh of relief. My second year of college was a success, in spite of my psychology courses being real killers. Now, even though I would be working two part-time summer jobs, I was looking forward to a season of socializing and partying, mostly with my neighborhood friends.
My neighborhood gang was a tight group, where kids played in the streets, yards and parks. It was almost a throwback to another time. Boys and girls played together; I played centerfield on the neighborhood baseball team for 10 years, one of three girls on the team. The 10-12 kids in the neighborhood stuck together for more than a decade, and we continued to hang out as we all entered college. As I walked into the kitchen, my brother called out "Is that you, sis?" "Hi!" I said, as he rounded the corner from the living room. He gave me a huge hug and I pulled away to look at him. Linus had grown more handsome since I had seen him last nine months earlier. Average height with dark brown hair, like mine, he still had a wise, earnest look about him, but had lost his teenage pudge. He was now lean and muscular.
"What say we head over to the park to catch up with the gang," he said. "Sounds like they are having a barbeque for everybody tonight, and maybe a little impromptu baseball game with the Hobbs Streeters."
"Great!" I said. "Maybe we can win a game for a change," referring to our horrible 10-253 record over the years.
But really I was more looking forward to seeing everyone and having a few drinks. It had been a long year and I needed a break.
When we got to the park, everyone was there. "Hi Lucy," said my old friend Charlie. "You look really great!" I could not help but notice that he looked me up and down quickly. With no real interest in Charlie sexually, I had to admit to myself that I was now getting a lot of attention from men. I had grown out of my annoying teenage stage and old-fashioned dresses, and was now really proud that I had a rocking thin body, tight legs and ass, arched back, small but firm tits, and a cute bobbed haircut. Charlie had also thinned out since last August, and although he already had light, prematurely thinning hair, he seemed more confident and athletic.
Now everyone else came over and hugged Linus and me. They included my unrequited childhood love, Shroeder; Shermy; Franklin; Charlie's little sister Sally (still just a senior in high school); Patty (an out lesbian); Violet; and the hippie twins, 3 and 4. (Those were actually their names. Their father hated the numbering of everything back in the 1960s and mockingly changed his family names to single digits.)
All of them were attractive now. Once a rag-tag bunch, who fought, played together and were generally a somewhat nerdy lot compared to the kids in surrounding neighborhoods, my friends who lived on James Street had emerged as a bunch of cool, pretty hot-looking young adults.
My thoughts therefore turned from baseball, to drinking and sex.
"Hey everybody," I called out. "Let's scrap the barbeque idea and head over to our house. We can order pizza and we have plenty of drinks there."
Everyone of the group smiled and agreed and we walked the three blocks back to our house, chatting, catching up and frankly, checking everyone out on the sly.
As we got near the house, my cell phone rang. It was my mom. "Hey mom," I said.
"Waah, waah....waah waah waah wah."
Must be a bad connection, I thought, as I hung up. My mom and dad were out of town with friends. I would call her back later.
