Starting From Scratch Ep. 078: Identity Crisis

Rewind...12 minutes behind the end of last chapter...just so you know...

"Snooping in my closet again I see."

Josie McKellen started conversation on her way home from school, the first time this week actually heading straight home. Her daughter Sable beside her in the passenger seat trying her best to play it off as being her sister Dakota appeared natural. Her mother wasn't even on to her yet. So cool!

"You said Sable and I could go through and find some clothes to wear. It's your fault for hanging up our new jeans."

"You both found them?" Sable looked away to mask her giveaway eyes, almost a goof up.

"Yep! I told Sable there was another pair, she wore hers too. Sorry we ruined our birthday presents."

"You're right I didn't hide them very well. They're second hand by the way, I found them at a Goodwill store. Two pairs together so I snatched them up."

"When did you go to a Goodwill store?"

"Sometimes when I run late it's not for the reason you think." Josie played it off. She was with the football team and Roman, she needed clothing that wasn't drenched in cum so made the stop to find cleaner outfits. Lies, lies, lies!

"I guess. I'm still getting used to you and Roman, with Daddy knowing all about you two."

"I'm not going to stop seeing either one Dakota. So, don't try to give me a guilt trip."

"I'm not. I just don't get why Dad isn't enough. Daddy is awesome."

"Yes he is...in every way. I just need...more. By the way, I'm proud of you for hugging Travis under such an emotional situation. That poor boy has to catch a break at some point. We can't hide this from Sable she will be angry if we do."

"I'll warn her. What time does Sable have to be at the football field?" She knew because she was Sable, but continued her charade.

"Piper told me 6:00. So, when we get home run up and tell her to get ready. I need a shower and a hug from your Father."

"Just a hug? No kiss?"

"Of course a kiss too."

"Why isn't Dad going to the game?"

"He has a meeting to go to for his game I believe."

"Stupid tank game." Sable was on a roll playing naïve.

"I know! Stupid tank game." Josie giggled, "It does pay the bills though Sweetheart."

"Angus kissed me earlier."

"Again? Getting serious?"

"Maybe!" Sable knew Dakota would say just that. Pondering it a bit longer she adds, "Mom? When you were my age did you like more than one boy?"

"Five." She replied, "Your Father was the winner of course...of my heart that is. Are we finding eyes on other young men?"

"Just one more. For now anyway."

"Anyone I know? Mace perhaps?"

"Okay, maybe three boys."

"You sound more and more like me. I hope Sable never ventures into your territory. She's just not as stable as you are."

"Unstable Sable?" She winced with a droll look, "She might surprise you Mom." Yes she would. "She did think Corey Samson liked her."

"Yes, I recall that now. I guess that blew over quickly seeing as how close she and Travis are getting."

"I told her Corey was a jerk. She's over him. Travis is probably a better match for her."

"As long as Travis is good to her I'll support he and Sable. I'd rather she date him than a boy that only uses her for sex. What am I saying? She's dating a pervert."

"He's not that bad. Is he?"

"Reputation says otherwise, but I suppose I shouldn't judge him harshly. Almost home Honey." Josie turned into the gates of their housing division Hooters Crossing and weaved onto Epicenter Court, the short street to their home and pulled up into their driveway. "I'm parking outside the garage. We won't be here long anyways." Coming to a complete halt she shuts her SUV off and sits there a moment. "Honey? Go on in and tell your sister we leave in under two hours."

"Okay Mom!" Sable hopped out and started for the front door when Josie noticed something strange.

"Why is Dakota holding Sable's cell? I know that's Sable's pink case. Dakota's case is purple. Hmmm? Are we being played?" Sitting there a bit longer she considered it and puffed her cheeks, "We can get to the bottom of that later. I need to call Roman and wish him good luck. Once he's on the field I won't see him until after the game. Halftime he's usually barking strategy." Dialing him she chuckled pondering further on her daughters mischief, "Well played ladies. Well played." She was convinced the girls were bluffing, she and obviously Henry. Then it dawned on her, "Wait! If Angus really did kiss...he kissed Sable. Oh lord!" Trouble ahead! Time to make that call. Minutes of sympathy pity she sighed "Here goes nothing."

"Oh, now you call." Coach Roman Crandell answered his cell as he was drying off from his refresher shower.

"I know! I know! Roman I'm sorry the last few days have been hectic. I've spoiled you haven't I? Two times a day just isn't feasible." At least for him, being taken daily in her 1st. period class had eliminated time spent with her Coach lover. Too bad, so sad!

"Nothing new!" He grumbled, "I just miss ya."

"I hear this same reaction at home Roman, Henry misses his wife as much as you miss your girlfriend. I'm trying to be fair here. Listen to me Handsome...Win the game tonight and I'll do whatever you want me to do until 2:00 AM. In case you've forgotten we always have tomorrow night Sweetie!"

"Tomorrow night? What the hell you planning short notice?"

"What?" She realized at his tone she had forgotten to mention the gathering tomorrow night with Piper and Roger at a bar down by the river. She had been so busy she had literally overlooked warning him of their date. The only planned out date he knew of was on her normal College teaching night where she challenged him to push her limits. She having already called the College to warn them she couldn't make it.

"Shit! I swore I mentioned tomorrow. Piper and Roger Dundee asked a bunch of us to meet for drinks tomorrow night at River Rats. Mimi Alexander and her girlfriend LeAnne will be there too. Dewey and Kevin are their dates. Damon Rice and his girlfriend Patrice will be there as well. It should be a blast."

"Nice heads up McKellen. Good thing I didn't plan on buffing my old trophies."

"I haven't been drunk in awhile you might have to carry me home. Yours that is." She giggled.

"Mine? You've only been here once. High time you wanted to camp out with me again."

"Yes I know it's been awhile since I've been to your house. Tomorrow night if you want. Deal?" His reply of "Sure!" seemed skeptical at best but finalized it with his own, "Deal!"

"Listen, you have a game to get ready for and I need a shower and change of clothes."

"What are you wearing? It'd be nice if you wore something respectable for once."

"What do I plan on wearing? Hmmm? I'm not certain yet. Any suggestions?"

"If I hadn't mentioned respectable I'd say nothing at all." He chuckled.

"Oooo! Nothing at all? You bad boy. What would your team say?" She knew exactly what they'd say. Less talk more action!

"Try jeans for once in your life."

"Jeans? Really? No dress?" That request depressed her, she looked forward to one of her short dresses minus panties. "For once I'm going to override your wishes Roman. It's hot out and I want to be comfortable. Forgive me but I'm wearing a dress."

Laying her forehead on her steering wheel Josie got grief, finally Roman Crandell caved with a hiss, "Wear what you want." ,followed by a, "I don't know why you asked for my suggestion." She didn't either.

"I adore you." She knew that would win him over. "Roman? Roman? Did you just hang up on me? SHIT!! I don't want to wear jeans." Nope! Not gonna happen! Getting out of her SUV Josie made her way up on to her front porch and stopped just outside to peer in. She found the lower level lifeless. No TV on, no one seen in the kitchen from the angle she had. Peace and quiet? That never happens in the McKellen household. "Hmmm?"

Opening the front door silently she stepped in easing it closed just too listen. Hearing only light pecks in the distance she concluded Henry was in his office. Not a peep out of the girls concerned her. Shrugging she started to head upstairs then felt guilty. She had gone off this morning without even kissing her husband goodbye, he being drunk on the couch. That sneaking out was going to likely happen more often due to Reese Teller. "I better make an appearance." Stopping only long enough to pop a breath mint in her mouth to mask the taste of an earlier blowjob she kicked her heels aside and made her way to Henry's office.

"Slave driving the girls?" She winks pointing at his monitor.

"Something like that." He withheld looking up at her until he finished his artwork, pausing his screen to greet his wife. "I fucked Kelly Herbert today." Where did that come from?

"Ohhh?" She lifted her brow, "How...was it? She?"

"Made love to her actually. I plan on doing that a lot more. She's...needy. How was your day?"

"Roman as always. He's insatiable." Josie was not going to indulge Reese or any of her other lovers. That might start a fight. One lover he might be fine with, multiple at one time maybe not. "You're awfully dressed up."

"Going out later."

"I knew you had plans. More Kelly?"

"Nope! Oh, Just so you know I...might be going to a strip club. Tessa's roomie Svetlana starts dancing at Cashanova tonight. Moral support!" It dawned on him not to mention Tessa being here, or having sex with her, she might wonder where Sable/ Dakota was during it. Better safe than sorry. Especially considering he knew it was Dakota at home posing as Sable. Momma McKellen certainly didn't need to become aware of their daughter's evil manipulation alongside Tessa Harper. World War Three if she did!

"Sounds fun. Have you noticed anything strange today?"

"Such as?"

"Dakota acted more like Sable on the way home." Bluff for now, "I also noticed she was carrying Sable's cellphone. Why would they switch cells?"

"Never noticed. Sable acted like Sable all afternoon. Mopey, she actually cleaned her room. I think she's worried about cheerleading tonight." Nice cover story!

"I get that. She will be fine once she gets out there cheering. I better go shower and change. Should we order pizza for the kids so they're fed before game time?"

"They can make a sandwich. We really do need to focus on birthday party plans. We're running out of time."

"I know! Seeing as Dakota found her birthday present, those butt zipper jeans I have nothing else. She said Sable found hers too. They really need to stop snooping. My fault though I did tell them they could wear a few of my things."

"Hadn't heard." He lied, "Hell I didn't even know you bought them clothes. You're one up on me Mrs. McKellen."

"None of that. I hear that name all day long."

"You hear a lot of names all day long I'm sure." He winks. She nodded with a smirk, it was so true. Slut! Cunt! Whore! Baby! Wench! Yep! Noting her response he shook his head, "Hey? Get all those names over here and kiss me."

"Mmmm! I was getting there."

"No you weren't." Regardless of his opinion on her mission she slithered around his desk and straddled his lap, he lifting the arms of his swivel gaming chair up out of her way. Molding into him was genuine, she deeply loved her husband, he her. That part of their marriage would never change. Warm, welcoming, devoted tongues, intimate caresses, heartfelt in every facet! That part of their wedding vows would never change. Love and cherish, if not honor. Definitely not obey! They do! As ever!

Five minutes shared, their lips part, she easing back to plant her elbows on the edge of his desk. Henry wincing at her lets his eyes lower over the contours of her 34B's. "Those are not nearly large enough." In response she drops her chin to examine herself.

"You want me to get a boob job? I will."

"I meant your nipples. They're usually letter openers by now."

"Oh! Darn I was hoping you were buying me new tits."

"Your breasts are perfect as they are. Anything wrong?"

"My nipples are the basis of my emotions? Nothing is wrong. I love you more than ever."

Hands on her legs Henry rubs their softness while studying her reaction. Sure enough, just his hands slipping up her legs toward her dresses short already exposing hemline prompted those nipples to say, "HELLO!"

"There they are." He sighs, "I love my girls."

"These?" She points, "Or, those?" A thumb cast back toward his monitor showing artwork of his characters of Mark tapping Montana.

"All of the above."

"So why is my character divorced from Mark again?"

"Troubled times called for desperate measures. Maybe my game is Couples Counselling."

"The new girlfriend looks like Piper if I recall. She is a Counsellor."

"That she is." His thumb slips in to lightly massage Josie's clit.

"Do we have time?"

"Probably not!" She pouted pathetically as he sighed looking at the clock on his office wall, "Raincheck?"

"You tell me. I am wet...a cloud burst imminent."

"Little wore out after Kelly." And Tessa! "Oh, by the way Travis is upstairs visiting Sable." He resisted chuckling knowing he had put Dakota on the spot. Served her right the manipulative minx. Josie presumed he was telling her of his bathroom harassments earlier, fessing up before she found out from Dakota aka the true Sable.

"Should you be talking about making love to his Mother then?"

"He can't hear me. Sable's room is over the kitchen. Now that you say that though..." He looks up at the ceiling of his office, "...no footsteps in Dakota's room. Maybe we should check on them."

"Surely Dakota would get after her sister if she...come on, no way is Sable misbehaving."

"You're right!" He wasn't warning her of his mistaken identity earlier. Sable seemed to accept his error just fine. Worry still set in, his girls were getting too adult too fast. Deep down he hoped they could behave a few more days. He didn't want his girls to be like he and Josie. They at least had to make it until next Thursday their actual birthday, to be celebrated on Saturday with family and friends. One more week was all he asked. Then, they had his permission to do as they pleased. He was going to have to crack the whip on Dakota at least. Sure he was.

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Ten minutes prior to Josie walking in the front door...

"Dang Sable! Miss me in the three minutes you were gone?"

Travis Perbert Herbert found himself on his back with Sable sitting on top of him. She had put her t-shirt back on but that hardly deterred him, he had her naked minutes earlier. In her own bedroom. How cool was that? Of course, he had no idea that he really had Dakota under his weight when he first came in. Shock after shock!

Now after sneakily switching identities all day long the real Sable was home and her hormones were singing. After being subjected to carrying out her Dakota persona, Sable had fallen prey to Dakota's possible boyfriend Angus Furlong. It didn't help that Sable herself was finding out that she liked Angus too. Sort of! Fascinated in him more than anything but now that she had kissed him and had his tongue in her ass she was on an adrenalin high. Even more so knowing Travis had watched it all go down without connecting dots that she was not Dakota. Her past shyness kept him from concluding she wasn't Sable at that point. Heck, it threw off the entire school. There was only one problem though...the real Dakota did not know about it. Yet!

"Yesssssssss! I adore you so much Travis." She kissed him harder than he ever predicted she might. It blew him away. Hands roaming up her shirt in back he felt up her ass. In doing this Sable parted lips and offered a beguiling huff of liking his touch, eyes flaring as his fingers closed in on her crack. Thoughts instantly went to Angus and his maddening tongue.

"You like that?" Travis chuckled nervously. "Dakota tell you Furlong ate her asshole?" Sable recalled vividly but knew she had to protect her identity. Showing an expression of awe she won an Oscar for best actress.

"What? No! She didn't! You're lying."

"Ask her. Wait! Maybe don't, she might get mad at me for blurting it out. Forget I said anything."

"Did she...like it?"

"Looked that way. Her eyeballs were rolling back into her head." He laughed. "I didn't know she was ready to go that far with Angus."

"Me either!" She meant herself, "I guess she was. Wow!" She amazed even herself. "Did...you like watching it?"

"No way! I was thinking of you the whole time."

"Wishing it was you doing that to me?" A hopeful glint in her eye made Travis tense.

"Uhhh? You...want me too?"

Not wanting to appear over eager Sable grit her teeth, "No. I mean yes, but not today. I...need to know you won't...think badly of me."

"I would never...do you think bad of me for...peeping all the time?"

"No! It's a hobby right?" She giggled.

"You're my hobby. I can't get enough of you."

"Awww! So sweet! So how was your first day back at school? Other than drooling over my sister."

"It wasn't like...I got harassed again."

"What?" Oh, Sable was good, "Harassed how?"

"Neo, Hoyt, and Dillon pissed on me. I wasn't going to tell you but I figured Dakota would. I'm such a loser."

"No you're not. Okay, but you're my loser." She pouted. "They got caught this time right?"

"Yeah! Angus dunked Neo's head in a toilet."

"Whoa! That's harsh." She knew, it turned her on knowing how tough Angus was. That, and he did defend her boyfriend. She was going to have to thank him tonight at the game. Mmm! She liked that idea until she realized she wasn't Dakota. This crap was going to get complicated. She couldn't give her sister the idea that she had competition, but it was also going to be hard to hide it. They needed to talk before the game. Even if it created bitterness. "Travis?"

"Yeah Babe?" She grinned at his calling her that.

"Will you be gentle?"

"What?" He turned pale.

"Lick my ass. I wanna know how Dakota felt. Even for a minute."

"Whoooooaaaa! Seriously?" He looked ill now.

"Just kidding."

Sable crawled off of Travis just as she heard footsteps coming upstairs. Straightening out her t-shirt before one of her parents caught her she sat down next to Travis who sprang upright. Nerves attacking him he snatched the rose from the vase and placed it under her nose as if teasing her. As she wrinkled her nose giggling Trav grit his teeth. "OWWWW!" Thorn attack, it must run in the family. His Mother was laying in thorns as he cried out. Pain empathy?

"What are you two doing?"

"Hi Mom! Have a good day?" Sable smirked as she dropped to her knees in front of Travis taking his hand and sucking the blood from the wound on his thumb. To Josie it appeared as if she were giving a blowjob. Rolling her eyes Josie just turned tail. "Get him a band aid."

"I'll clean him up." Sable did not even cringe at tasting his blood. What she did notice was Trav's erection rising as she did it. "Am I blowing up a balloon?' She whispered. He merely nodded in shock. "Want that band-aid?" Negative! He couldn't even speak. She liked having this effect on him. "I have to get ready for tonight. You better go home and get ready too, I'll meet you at Mace's truck?"

"Right! Better get home before Mom wonders where I am. You weren't joking were you?"

"About what?" She stuck her tongue out at him wagging it for meanness.

"Let me!"

"Too late!" She hopped up and left her bedroom. Travis groaning snatched up his bag and smelled urine. He should have washed his book bag too. Thankfully Sable hadn't said she caught a whiff.

With Sable marching into Dakota's bedroom and shutting the door, Trav just took the hint and started for downstairs. Noticing Josie's bedroom door ajar he heard her humming from on the other side. Stopping to listen for a second he noticed a mirror with Josie's reflection. Walking around nude preparing for a shower she was setting out her dress for tonight's game. Unable to control his free hand it gripped the erection beneath his jeans and sighed, "She's so hot!"