(Author's Note: This series contains scenes of a brother and sister who inflict graphic sexual acts upon each other, including sexual torture. LQ1203).
Hello, all. My name is Reed, Reed Banks, and no, I am not a guy. I happen to be a very sexy dyed blonde, at least, I think so. I am a veeeery sexy twenty-two-year-old white girl who is about to turn twenty-three. In fact, my birthday is tomorrow, but my parents are celebrating my turning of the age tonight by taking me out to dinner, right before they have to leave tonight. Yes, sir, I'm going to get to go to my favorite Japanese steakhouse, the place that's been around longer than myself.
You see, my name is Reed because my dad got drunk when my mom was pregnant with me, got drunk at the very same Japanese steakhouse we will be going to visit tonight. He thought the bamboo along the walls were reeds, so he suggested the name Reed to my mom, and since she was and still is a New Age bookstore owner, the name stuck. I've had my ups and downs with having a boy's name, but...whatever. I am happeeeeee today, and that is all that matters.
Anyway, a little description is in order, that description, of course, being of me. As you know, I am about to turn twenty-three, so that bit of information is out of the way. I'm five-four, I have hazel eyes and C-cup breasts, and I have a big ass, but I've learned to live with that. I have a cute face with a button nose, and I dyed my hair blonde from the original chocolate brown, of which I prefer to wear in twin ponytails, because...it's cute and sexy at the same time. I have a slight pooch in my belly which I hate, but I'm too lazy to work that off, plus I like cereal, so there you go.
I'm currently living with my parents while I work at the local supermarket, and no, I'm not in college, because I'm saving my money for a later date to invest in the future, of which I have not decided upon yet.
So there you go. That's me in a nutshell.
Mom and Dad had already left for the steakhouse in my dad's car, but I was going to drive my mom's car as soon as I finished up here. It takes me a little while to get going anywhere (with all of the prep work I have to do to look snazzy), and they had to stop and pick up my gift before going to the steakhouse, anyway (and no, I have no idea what my gift is going to be. Sucks).
Even without the knowledge of my B-day present, I'm still going to have a happy night. My parents are headed to Boston for a New Age convention that's going to be happening this week, and they'll be gone for a few days, so I get to have the entire house all to my lonesome. Tops off that birthday present they're going to give me and sticks me with a smiley face for the rest of the week. They're leaving for the airport right after dinner, so yaaaaaaay me. I get the house all to myself.
I walked into the kitchen, whistling away, still wrapped in my white bath towels, one for my sexy twenty-two going on twenty-three-year-old body, and one for my hair. I'd come in here to grab Mom's car keys, just because I was excited, though I probably should have gotten dressed first, but this was fine. There was no one here but little ole' me, so I could cut loose without looking stupid.
That's why I was singing a very stupid song, a very nasty little song that had a lot of negative connotations, when Jenny walked in from the living room. It figures I'd be caught like this just when I was doing something dumb.
"I want to walk around all day without a stitch of clothes," I sang, "and shake my bare ass like all those nasty ho's, 'cause I got my body and my body's got me, but most of all I've got my wet, horny pussssssss..."
I turned around in the middle of a happy spin, and of course, Jenny was there.
Let me tell you about Jenny. Jenny is gorgeous, and I'm a definite hetero, but I'm also not blind. She's five-ten, slender with a perfect tan, and she has straight black hair that falls down past her shoulders. She has small breasts, like B-cups, but they help define her overall look, because she has this elegant, pixie-like face with coffee-brown, very sensual-looking eyes. She makes me jealous just by looking at her. She is suuuuuuper nice, though, and she always treats me well, unlike Jeffrey, but I'll get to Asshole in a moment.
Jenny's twenty-four like my brother, but how Asshole managed to get her as a girlfriend is beyond me. She's going for a doctorate in psychology specializing in family conflict, but...hoo, boy...does she ever have her work cut out for her. She actually thinks Jeffrey and I get along. She'd die of a heart attack if she learned that Jeffrey and I had...uhhh...raped each other. I'd rather not talk about that. Long story.
At the moment, Jenny was wearing a light-green pullover, tight black slacks that showed off her gorgeous butt, black socks, and women's black dress shoes. She wore a little gold locket that was in the shape of a heart, and she definitely looked snazzier in that than anything I was going to throw on. She always puts me to shame...Sigh.
"Reed?" asked Jenny as she stared at me in surprise. "Are you singing that nasty song that's all over the Net?"
"Uhhhhh...no?" I lied.
"Reed," sighed Jenny. "That song is demeaning toward women. It's degrading. Even the title is disgusting...'My Pussy'? It's horrible."
"I'm sorry..." I said, but I had no idea why I was apologizing.
It's just a stupid song. Nobody takes it seriously. At least, no one I knew. I guess Jenny takes it seriously, though...Weeell, shit.
She gave me a warm smile and shook her head once.
"That's okay," she said in a friendly tone. "I don't want to ruin your special night by chastising you. It's your birthday, after all, so happy birthday."
"Thank..." I started to say.
Wait a minute...Jenny? What in the heck is Jenny doing here? Jenny lives an hour away with my asshole broth...er...
"Jenny?" I asked nervously. "Not that I'm not happy to see you, but...what are you doing here?"
"I'm here for your birthday, silly," she smiled. "Jeffrey and I drove up here just for your special day."
Oh, shit.
"Jeffrey's here?" I asked in a shaky voice.
Jenny furrowed the thin lines of her dark eyebrows as she gave me a confused stare.
"Of course," she said. "Are you okay, Reed?"
No reason to upset her. She doesn't need to know that my brother is evil. Not yet, anyway. My brother makes her happy, and in return, he is not in my life because of that happiness. It's a mutual arrangement I'm quite satisfied with.
You see...Jeffrey...Jeffrey is not good for me. Not at all. My relationship with my older brother is fucked up. I have very, very, very wrong feelings about him when he's around. It's best he's not around. Let's leave it at that.
"Oh...uhhh...yeah," I lied. "I'm just getting ready to join Mom and Dad at the restaurant."
"I know," nodded Jenny. "I'll be leaving shortly to head there, myself. Your mom and dad want to spend a little time with me, and this is the perfect opportunity to talk to them about...a few things. They're leaving for that trip tonight, so they can...think some things over."
"Oh...good," I replied, but I was not happy about this, nor was I really listening to her.
I didn't mind Jenny, but Jeffrey was another story entirely. I really didn't want Asshole there to ruin my special night, and he'd find a way to ruin it, especially after what I'd done to him. I'm pretty sure revenge was on my brother's mind, even on my birthday. He really is a total dick. Still, gotta play it cool. Can't let on that anything's wrong.
"I heard you have a very special gift coming," smiled Jenny. "I think you'll like it a lot."
"I hope so," I shrugged. "I can never tell with my parents. They are a little out there at times."
"Well, I really think you're going to like this gift," grinned Jenny.
Well, shit. Now she's got my hopes up.
I decided to switch topics. I wanted to know how things were going with her, anyway. I'd left her at the mercy of my brother, so that made me feel a little guilty every time I saw her. For all I knew, he could be smacking her around. I don't think I could live with myself if that was going on.
"Okay," I smiled in return. "So how are things? How's life? Is your collejin' comin' along? College stuff, I mean. How's that?"
