"I think Annie's aunt was a whore," I tell James when I finally see the bathroom. The entire space was probably bigger than my childhood bedroom, the walls were made with white marble with gold accents, the floor was a dark hardwood, a giant clawfoot tub sits off to one side putting the shower directly in the middle of the room. Floor to ceiling glass in the shape of a tube sits directly in the middle of the room, a bench runs around half of the inside with two showerheads at opposite sides and a little shower table sits next to the bench with bottles and soaps on it. "Well Annie did say that her aunt made her money in a scandalous way," James reminds me. "Maybe on of those ways was a little shower show." He nudges me as he grins, "we could make our own little videos." "Oh you'd like that wouldn't you?" I tease. "Another one of those male fantasies." "I wouldn't complain about it," he says. I glance at the shower, an idea forming. "Fine," I tell him as I walk towards it. "Fine
“Why do I always let you talk me into things like this?” I groan as I dangle by a thin rope on the side of a large indoor rock wall. I’m not sure how james had convinced me to do this, but somehow he had and now I was fifty feet in the air clinging to a small metal handhold. James looks down at me from his spot a few feet above me. “You love it,” he teases. “Do I?” I retort back.“Well,” he amends. “You love me.” “You’ve got this Ali!” Annie yells up at me. I glance down at her, praying that she’s strong enough to stop me from falling, and give her a weak smile. She’d thought it was a great idea when james had suggested it, saying that there was a large waterfall a few hours away that we could climb and this would be great practice. “You can do it baby,” James encourages. “Just a few more feet and then we can drop down.” “What do you mean drop down?” I ask in a panic. “Dropping is the last thing I want to do!” “Ali breath,” James tells me calmly. “It’s ok.” Closing my eyes, I
“Why are there so many colors?” I ask Annie as we wander the isles of the toy shop. “Sizes, styles, I can understand. But colors?” She laughs as she holds up a double ended jelly dildo and wiggles it at me, “because Ali, sometimes you just want to get railed by a purple dragon.” She puts the dildo back on the shelf and I have to resist the urge to poke it, “not all of us fantasize about having sex with Barney.” “Well, what do you fantasize about?” She asks. “We can go from there. Build you a sexy bag.” “Oh.. umm,” I stutter as I try to think of something. “I don’t really.. do that.”She gives me an incredulous look, “you don’t have any fantasies?” I shake my head slightly and she asks, “at all? Like, not even the most basic saved by a mafia boss one?” “I’ve never really thought about it.”“Ali,” she sighs. “Have you even read a good spicy book?” “You mean porn?” I ask her over a row of glittery vibrators. “Yes I mean porn!” She exclaims. “Good old fashioned porn! With some mons
“The fact that we can buy blue body paint on DoorDash and nobody bats an eye is sort of amazing,” James says as he walks back into the bedroom with a small paper bag. “Yeah,” I agree. “But did you also get the horns?” He gives me a look, “no because it’s not Halloween.” I shrug, “then it spoils the illusion.” He stares as me for a second before leaving the room and coming back several minutes later with an army helmet that has a pair of long horns sticking from it. “How about this?” I cock my head as I watch him put it on, “I guess that will work. You’ll just have to buckle it tightly.” He grins, “just don’t tell George I borrowed this.” “Yeah, why does he even have that?” I ask. Not that I was surprised. That helmet was the least weird thing in this house. James laughs, “he said it was part of his renaissance outfit. He called it Battle Minotaur.”I shake my head at the image of George in fuzzy pants and horns with army paint all over him. “Now that I think about it, Annie pr
“So how was it?” Annie asks as we browse the isles of a sporting goods store. “How was what?” I ask as innocently as I can. She scoffs, “come on Ali, you know what I mean. How was the giant ice man dildo?” She asks, her voice getting louder with each word. “Annie!” I hiss at her as a few people look our way. “What?” She asks with a grin. “It was fine,” I grit out. She raises an eyebrow, “just fine? Girl, you gotta give me something more than that.” “It was.. weird?” I tell her. “I didn’t like the material and it was uncomfortably big.” Uncomfortable was being generous, the thing had almost hurt and the entire experience had been horrible. “Hmm,” Annie hums. “Maybe we should have started you with something smaller. That’s my bad, I just got so excited when I saw it I forgot that you’ve never had one before.” “Never had what?” George asks as the boys come up the isle. “This freeze dried ice cream bar,” I answer quickly. Pulling the package from the shelf I
The next day Annie and I were sent out into the wilds of Sydney to find the tent that the boys said we must have. After hitting up three sporting goods stores yesterday, none of which had the elusive tent, the boys had finally given up and decided to head home. Now the living room looked like a sporting store and we’d left the boys to divide everything up and to make a list of what we still needed. Annie had made a girls list and had begrudgingly added the tent to the bottom. Our first stop was to a pharmacy, much to my surprise. She lead the way towards the counter and towards the very old man behind it. He smiles warmly when we get to him and asks, “good morning ladies. How may we help you today?” Annie looks behind him at the shelves and asks, “how many emergency contraceptives do you have?” The man’s warm smile slowly fades into a puzzled smile, “we have many different brands.” “My girlfriend and I are going on a two week camping trip with our boyfriends and you kno
"I need a favor." My stepbrother James doesn't look up from his game as he grunts, "what?" "I need you to have sex with me," I rush out. There's a palpable silence as James slowly puts his game controller down and turns to me, "you want me to what?" He asks, dumbfounded. Taking a breath I repeat myself, "I want you to take my virginity." His mouth opens and closes a few times before he finally gets out, "but- I'm your brother!" "Stepbrother," I remind him. "No blood relation and it's not like we are exactly close so it won't mess up what little relationship we have. And besides, isn't this like every boy's fantasy? To fuck their stepsister?" "Well yeah but.. it's not like we ever expect it to happen," he says softly. "Well now you have the chance," I tell him, desperately trying to convince him. "And this weekend is perfect, we'll have the house to ourselves until Sunday." He runs a hand through his dark shaggy hair, "why me? Why now?" "Well, as you know I'm going to
"So," James says awkwardly as he taps his legs, "how do you want to do this?" We sit side by side on his bed, not looking at each other. "I don't know, how do you usually start?" "Uhh.. making out usually." "I'm ok with that if you are," I tell him. "I want this to be as normal an experience as possible." "Too late for that," he mumbles. But he turns to me, his blue eyes unsure as they meet mine, "but I will do my best to make this normal." I give him a small smile, "thank you." He nods and leans in, stopping a few inches away and waits for me to come meet him. I close the distance and meet his lips briefly before pulling away. "See? That wasn't so bad," I joke. He doesn't answer, but something replaces the unsure look in his eyes as he leans back towards me. He kisses me again but this time he leans into it, taking control. His lips move against mine, leading mine in a dance that he was obviously experienced in. He bites my bottom lip suddenly, making mine open in a slight