I was a junior in high school excellent in academics and sports. I was also one of the last gentlemen around I believed in no sex until you're married and nothing dirty like porno magazines and movies. I was the complete opposite of my twin younger sisters who were both sophomores - they were pure evil and beautiful in every way. And this is the story of how my morals were lost.
It all started on a spring day when I was sitting in my room working on some homework; by the way my name is Will. Well I was sitting in my room and I began to hear one of my sisters arguing with her boyfriend. I kept hearing her say, "get off me". Finally I got mad enough and stormed into her room where she was sitting on the edge of her bed with her blouse hanging off exposing a lacy white bra. Her boyfriend Greg was kneeling on the floor in front of her. They were both scared at my entrance but Greg was a little more scared than Katie my sister. Greg and I usually got along great because we were both on varsity football so I decided to let him off easy. I grabbed him by the back of the neck and threw him out the window facing our backyard. Now that's not as bad as it sounds you see the window goes right out onto an awning covering a patio so he rolled down there and then fell about 9 feet into the grass. I called out, "See ya tomorrow Greg." As Greg got up, he looked up and waved and walked off.
This is where the problems start. I turned around to leave and Katie smacked me in the face. I was confused, I asked "What's the matter with you?"
"Well, what the hell did you do that for you moron" she snapped back.
"Sorry I didn't want you to get raped!" I answered back.
"I wasn't going to get raped, idiot."
"Then what the hell was with the get off me crap?" I asked trying to keep my voice low.
"I was gonna let him - I just wanted it to be rough," she responded still angry.
"You know you're sick really sick Kate."
"Yeah well fuck you and don't come in my room again without knocking!"
I hadn't noticed it until she pointed at the door but she hadn't even bothered buttoning her shirt up. "Whatever Kate." I finished and exited the room. Katie spent the rest of her day in her room sulking about what I did. Samantha my other sister got home at about 12 o clock with a strange smell orbiting her. Samantha wasn't as bad as Katie at least I could actually have a reasonable conversation with her without getting insulted every sentence. But not tonight she wasn't in the mood for anything she wen up to join Katie in their room. Since I had nothing to do I went up to bed too and started reading a book. A little after one in the morning there was a small knock in the door. "Who is it?"
"It's Sam can I come in?" came from the other side of the door.
"Sure," I accepted. The door opened and Samantha, but there was something odd. I usually had trouble figuring out which twin was which but it seemed more like Katie than Samantha.
"What's up Sam?" I asked lying back down on the bed.
"On I was wondering If I could sleep with you tonight because Katie keeps bitching about something you did earlier like throwing Greg out the window," she finished slightly with a giggle.
"Sure," I responded just being a nice brother but still not sure if this was really Samantha.
"Thanks," she said and then to my surprise she put her hands up her shirt and yanked down her underwear and tossed it aside on the floor.
"Uh, Sam, what are you doing?"
"Oh I never sleep with underwear on its annoying and uncomfortable," she said and sat down on the floor right on top of the rough carpet.
