An Incest Birthday Chapter 31 - Sex Stories

An Incest Birthday Chapter 31

... daylight, so I overlooked it. I texted Chris to see where he was, and he said he was on the way, which everybody knows means he didn’t even leave yet, so I just started walking until he text me back to let me know where he was. Ten minutes into walking I wished I picked a better bag because the one I had had a strap that was really starting to cut into my shoulder. I tried switching it to the other but it wasn’t helping much, being shot in that shoulder wasn’t doing me any favors either, so I decided to stop somewhere and wait for him. It just so happened I walked far enough to be within sight of the ice cream shop that I was just thinking about where I was shot at, what are the odds. I was hesitant at first but it being daytime and seeing people sitting out there made it easier for me to suck it up and do it. I took a seat at one of the tables on the outside patio, the scene where it all happened. I haven’t been back since that day. The layout was a little different than I remember it being, but overall it was still the same place. I started having flashbacks of that night, from the guy drawing the knife on Ashley, to us wrestling through tables trying to gain control over the other, even the image of me taking two bullets popped in my head. I felt like a soldier coming back from war who had PTSD since this was my first time actually coming back here since that day. I needed to occupy my mind, think of something that would help me forget about what happened, or deal with ...

... it so I could move on, but without Rita being there, it made it that much harder. I contemplated getting an ice cream while I waited for Chris, thinking that would help me forget about what happened, but this was hardly the mood for it, that and I wanted Rita to be here when I finally did, so I just sat there and waited for Chris to text me back. When he finally did about ten minutes later he was outside my house, and I had to redirect him to the ice cream shop. I knew he’d be curious why so I told him I’d fill him in on everything once he got here. A couple minutes later I saw his Lincoln pull up and him get out ready to crack a joke, but when he saw I wasn’t in a joking mood and had a packed duffle bag fit for the Marines, he lost his smile. “What’s up man? Why you have a big ass bag for a couple days?” “I’ll fill you in on the way back, let’s get out of here.” We walked back to his car and I threw my bag on the back seat and got in the front without saying a word. Chris obviously knew something was up but he waited until we left the ice cream shop before he asked me anything. “So what’s up man? You and Rita have a fight or something?” “Nope. We’re perfectly fine, at least for the moment.” “Then what? You went from loving life to rock bottom in two hours, what gives?” “Dad kicked me out.” (RITA) “Dad why are you doing this? You just can’t kick him out like that!” “You two didn’t leave me a choice. Sleeping with each other, what were you thinking Rita?” “We were thinking we ...