This is a work of fiction.
I never got to know my dad because he died when I was about six months year old but my mum, Sara, always made sure that his memory wasn't forgotten and for this she changed my name from James to my dad's name which was Mark. They used to be treasure hunters, they dove for treasure on sunken ships, and in one of the dives something went wrong and a beam collapsed on him and crushed him, my mum was devastated and never went on another expedition. From that point on I was the center of her world, she loved dotting on me.
So it was just the two of us until I turned eight then two girls came to live with us. Connie was a year older than me while Liz was about the same age as me, 2 months older to be precise. My mum told me they were there to keep me company you know someone my age, but there was more to it than that when I tried to enquirer more about it she told me when I was of age all would be clear and that I should trust her, I didn't have a reason not to anyway so I let it go.
A bit about the girls, for two girls who weren't related they sure looked alike kind of like twins. Connie was the shy one and Liz was the feisty they made a very interesting duo. We got along from the get go which made it easy on everyone especially on my mum as she didn't have to worry about breaking up fights, there were the occasional tiffs but nothing too serious. They settled in well into the new school, Liz joined me in the same grade and Connie being the oldest was placed a grade ahead. As we grew up our bond deepened we told each other everything, we preferred each others company and best of all they didn't treat me like a kid but as an equal.
When I hit puberty I started noticing mine and the girls changes, this was a very interesting time for me but luckily I had three women to help me through it. Mum sat us all down and explained some of the changes that were to take place and how they were going to affect us. Then she took the girls aside and had a private chat with them. The girls blossomed into beautiful young women, naturally as a guy I was more interested in their developing boobs and to makes matters worse they were constantly teasing me, they loved wearing short skirts and tight tops which left little to the imagination.
We had always been free with expressing our love to each other by hugs and kissing. Since I didn't really have a girlfriend I resorted to pleasuring myself, one day Liz walked in on me and shocked doesn't come close to her reaction. Naturally mum found out and we had a little chat surprisingly she wasn't angry. After that the teasing noticeably reduced but didn't stop which was fine with me. When Connie turned 16, a package arrived which I wasn't allowed to see. This peaked our curiosity off course but no matter how much prodding I did neither my mum nor Connie said anything, after a while I let it go.
Oddly enough the same thing happened the following year with Liz except she showed me the contents of her package and to my surprise it was only a dress, a beautiful one but still a dress which still didn't answer why all the secrecy. Naturally she swore me to secrecy as for some reason I was yet to learn, explanations would come later for me. Our bond continued to get stronger as we grew and with it we were able to share secrets and if there was a problem we would try to solve it otherwise mum was the final go to person. When Connie turned 18, we took her out to celebrate. Mum gave her a gift box and when she opened it, she took out a custom bracelet with her name engraved on it and told her that it was meant to be given to the soul mate.
For her senior prom Connie asked me to be her date something which surprised me a lot. Apparently I was the only boy she could trust and since we lived in the same house she didn't have to worry about getting a ride home at the end of the evening. Of course I accepted I would get to experience the prom twice and with the most beautiful young ladies I knew. I looked sharp in my tux and she wore a beautiful light blue evening gown which matched her eyes and found out was her 16th birthday present which explained the secrecy. The night progressed without a hitch, we danced some cheerleader won the homecoming crown and at the end of the night we shared a passionate kiss which was lasted a bit longer than the regular kisses we usually shared.
Of course Liz wanted to know what went on and when I told her that we had shared a kiss she appeared a little jealous, but I reassured her that if she wanted she could be my date to our prom as we were graduating at the same time. She didn't give me an answer so I dropped it. For our, Liz and my, eighteenth birthday mum suggested we celebrate together and Liz didn't mind waiting 2 months for me to be official. Again she received a gold bracelet but hers had slightly different engravings than Connie's, as for me I received two gold bracelets.
Now this I had to know why and as usual mum gave me one of her cryptic answers but told me that in a few months we were all going on a 'trip' and this time all my questions would be answered, and boy did I have a whole bunch of them. But first I had to attend my prom and Liz to say the least didn't disappoint, she asked me to be her date which was a relief as I had almost given up on her. She was dressed to kill in the dress she had shown me on her 16th birthday, it was a cream colored strapless sleeveless evening gown which elicited a lot of envious looks from the other girls. We danced and at the end of the evening we shares a kiss but this one lasted a bit longer just like with Connie and I almost reached up to fondle her but checked myself.
The day of our 'trip' came and for some reason the girls seemed a bit too excited than I which was kind of strange as I was the one who had been totally in the dark all this time. We were leaving for the Keys and for the first time since I was eight, mum seemed apprehensive and when I enquired she laughed it off. Anyway the journey was uneventful and to top it off we were picked up by a limo at the airport, this was going to be cool.
We arrived at a Spanish style home which seemed smaller than it looked but the inside was beautiful, it was like walking into the 18th century with all the furnishings and décor. We were directed to what I believe was the den, and after settling in a lady who seemed about mum's age came in to welcome us. There was a sense of familiarity about her and when the girls saw her they ran up to her and shared a touching embrace. After the hugs and kisses she came towards me and despite her size, she was about 5'7 and I was 6'1, she grabbed me in bear hug and started crying, she held me in a tight embrace and for a moment I thought she wouldn't let go but then she let go and stepped back to get a better look at me.
'You've grown since I last saw you,' she said.
'Have we met because you look familiar but for some reason I can't quite place you?' I asked but instead of answering she turned to my mum and asked,
'You never told him Sara, how could you not?'
'That is why we are here so that you can explain everything to him,' mum said.
'Told me what?' I was starting to get confused and it was apparent in my voice.
'First of call me Mary and second I don't believe your mum never told you about me. Sit down then because it seems we have quite a bit to talk about.' She continued to tell me that after my dad's death mum was so devastated that she stopped nursing me and as she was also nursing it was agreed that she would nurse me until mum put herself together. That explained the sense of familiarity I felt when we first met but what about the girls.
