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... like…etched in there. I can’t stop thinking about it and if I try, it only makes it worse. And, what, I’m supposed to stop thinking about that so I can think about having sex with my cousin?” “It doesn’t bother you that Alan and Amanda do it,” she replied, lowering her voice. “That’s them. That’s none of my business. This…with me…Kayla, I can’t, okay?” She looked at me levelly for a bit. “I won’t be jealous,” she said quietly. Mind-reader, I’m sure of it. I pulled her in for a hug. “I love you,” I said, feeling my throat tighten a little bit as tears threatened to come out, “And I don’t think I’m coming out of this decision on the winning side no matter what. If you really, really want this to happen…how about we wait until—” She put a finger to my lips then took my hand and led me back to her room. Tara was sitting on the bed, hugging the seal I had gotten Kayla to her chest. “Hey,” she said with a small smile. She put the seal on the pillows. “It’s nice and cuddly. Good choice, Jack.” “Thanks,” I replied. It had just hit me that Tara had been in that closet for a while, waiting to come out. I sincerely hoped that wasn’t as weird as it sounded in my head. “Keep going,” Kayla said to me. “What?” “What you were saying in the bathroom. About waiting. Keep going.” I blinked and thought. “Oh, right…uh…I was saying that if you…I mean, Kayla…Well, both of you, I guess…If you wanted this to happen, really wanted this to happen…Shit, um…Well, Tara, you’re moving close in a few ...

... months so why don’t we wait? I mean, right now you want to do it because you’re feeling like…Like I need this. And you need this. And, I don’t know, maybe Kayla needs it, too. But if this is going to happen, and I’m not saying I don’t ever want it, I want it to be something we do when we’re happy, not because we want to be happy.” “Jack, if she’s moving in a few months, why wait?” Kayla replied tartly, “I mean, come on.” “Because all this stuff…It shouldn’t…We shouldn’t be dealing with it with sex,” I said, fumbling for words, “I mean, set aside Tara and me being related. Trust me, I would love a threesome. I mean…” I grabbed my cock, “Seriously, there’s no way it wouldn’t get me all hot and whatever but…Not now. Just…not now, Kayla. I’m sorry, Tara.” “It would mean a lot to me,” Tara replied in a quiet voice. “And I would do anything for you, Tara. Including…that, but…” I was running out of reasons. My head was throbbing and I put my hands to my head, pressing hard against my skull. I knew I was turning down what any other sixteen-year-old guy would dream of having but, God damn it, I had watched one of my teachers shoot himself! And this is what is dropped on me as a result?! What the fuck?! I felt my back slam into the corner of the wall, the angle digging into my spine and I grunted in pain. “Jack!” Tara sprung off the bed and put her hands on my shoulders, “Are you okay?” “Yeah, just breaking my back,” I grunted, wincing in pain as I flexed my spine. “Well, stop that,” she ...