THE WOMEN OF MY LIFE : FIRST PART
A big sister to comfort
INTRODUCTION
When my story begins, I was living alone with my mother (Mary-46), two of my sisters (Jennifer-25 and Samantha --15) and my Grandma (Jacqueline-65). We were all living in a big farm, with 100 hectares of garden, bordered by a forest , where there is a large lake.
Around ten years before, my grandfather died (heart-attack), and it was too hard for my grandma to go on working in the farm. So she kept the house, and the garden, and sold all the fields around. And the garden was enough large to keep her "intimate". In fact the house was in the middle of the garden.
The farm is around twenty minutes by car to the town. And if somebody want to come and see us, it's better to call and say us that before. If not, it's not sure we will hear the door-bell ring, especially during the summer when we are out side most of the time.
It was around five years, my mother, three sisters and I (Johnny-20), we were living there. My father had died around two years before, and because we were all in the same town, we had decided to live in the farm with my grandma.
Till the death of my father, my mother didn't looked for another man. In fact, she never told us anything about any lover, or a man she was liking a lot. And it wasn't very often we received some of his friends, and of hers too. It seemed she get closed to the world. And with my grandma and sisters, we were very sad because of that.
For my sisters, it was quite different. They are so beautiful, that a lot of my friends were jealous with me. A lot of boys wanted to be with them. And, if at that time for Sam (Samantha) it was just the beginning, for Jenny (Jennifer) it was unbelievable. If she had made each boy paid one dollar just for a smile, we could be millionaires now.
For Claudia, the twin sister of Jennifer, it was quite different. Sure she was as beautiful as Jenny, but she decided to leave us after our father's death. She was too much attached to him and she felt so sad in the farm that she though it was better for her to
At that time I was already with Debby (20). We were together since four years, and we had decided to get fiancée at the end of the next school year. She was living alone with her mother and sister too.
In fact her parents didn't get married, and her father had left them a few months ago to live with a younger woman. I can say that it was hard for all her family.
I will just say that her mother and sister became closed to me after that, as her grandma. I was afraid to became "the boy" of her family.
One thing I can say more, is that Debby wasn't caring about her friends. I wasn't a boy that she girls were fool about. To be true, when I get the boyfriend of Debby, I was sure that it was a bet from some friends. I made her suffer because of this. And her friends were telling her to let me down.
I can add that a lot of boys were jealous with me, because of Debby. She could be a real top-model, and she had a lot of offers to be one. But she never accept, she never liked to be looked as a doll.
All began on summer. That summer, I wasn't really working at a job. My mother had asked me to stay at home, because there were some bedrooms to fit out. My aunt (Kate- 40) and her twin daughters (Shauna and Tawny, 13) were up to join us, after her divorce would be pronounce.
But some times, I went to help the farmers, our "neighbors", in their jobs. But most of time I was asked to ride theirs horses, because they men were too old or handicap to do that by themselves. And, of course, the job to do in their farms weren't so hard.
It was done that I will have to live alone with seven women for a few years.
Before that crazy summer, I've never though about incest, or almost. But I will tell it later and, as I just told, I had a very crazy summer. When I think about it now, I can't realize yet. But all happened like I'll write it now.
OK. Now, I can go on.
Chapter I : My big sister Jennifer (Jenny) -- Act I
Strange sadness
It was the first Saturday of June, two weeks before the holidays for me. All that day long, I had to be alone at home with Jennifer. My mother, grandma and Samantha were at my grandaunt for the week-end. And I was having a pause, watching some sport on TV, sat on the sofa. I like a lot all kinds of sports.
That Saturday, Debby, my girlfriend, was in her family, for her uncle's birthday. And because I had to work in the house, she didn't asked or forced me to go with her. Anyway, I wasn't knowing her family very well and her mother thought it was better for me to not come.
The program on TV was near from the end and the morning good began when the phone rang. I didn't took the call, knowing that it was for Jennifer, and she quickly came down her bedroom, with a big enjoyment on her face. I put the TV sound lower.
I quickly looked at her. She was only wearing very simples white bra and a white panty. But I didn't looked much more. It was used for her to be dressed like that at home. And for me, I was wearing only shorts and T-shirt.
It's one of my grandma's habits. Another of her habit is to go to swim in the lake naked. "Who can see?" she always says.
And she's right, to be able to see her swim naked, there's only two possibilities : To be with her, so to be from the closed family, or to have a plane ad to stay just below.
With a short and quick breathing, Jenny took off the phone, and began to speak.
- Yeah? ... Yes, that's me ... Hum, hum ... What?! ... Please, I don't want ... Yes, of course! I won't come ... No, I won't come ...Why?! You ask me why?! You know why ... No, you know it ... You're drunk!!! ... Oh!! Yes, you are ...Yes, of course. Who with? ... And you will drink and you will let these boys stroke me everywhere. I'm not a doll! ... What? It's an order? ... I'm not your dog, Franck. Fuck-you ... Yes, of course.
She put down the phone strongly. By her shouting with her boyfriend, she had began to cry softly. She kept on staying next to the phone, hiding her face in her hands.
- Ass-hole. She seemed say to her interlocutor.
It wasn't really the first time that shouts like that were happening with her boyfriend. Franck, his name, was the worst -hole I've never known. He was a biker, and the most important was his bike. The girls were on hearth only for the men's pleasure for him. I wasn't liking him at all, and all the others of the family were on my side against him. He was dirty and disgusting. And he wasn't hiding that he'd like to fuck our mother and sister Samantha.
The atmosphere was really uneasy for me now. Of course, I wasn't pleased about my sister's misadventure, but it wasn't my problem. And it wasn't in my habits to take part in the heart's life of the others.
But I wasn't really knowing how to react with Jennifer. I had guessed that something wasn't going on in the best way for her, and I felt disarmed in front of that situation.
I was still wondering how I could make her feel a bit better when the phone rang once more. Jennifer instantly took it off to answer. She was still a bit whispering.
- Yeah? ... Yeah, that's me ... What? ... You're joking. And you're drunk ... Yes you are, each time you are with your friends you're drunk ... What? ... And what more? You know that I won't do that, I already told you that ... No ... No ... Ah, yeah? OK, maybe it's better like that ... Yes, I'm serious ... No, I told you no ...Yes, I'm serious ... OK, I hope not to see you any more. Fuck you!!
And she put down the phone more violently and strongly than before. Instantly, she sat on a bar-stool that was near the phone and, hiding back her face in her hands, she went on crying more loudly and strongly.
I suddenly felt sadder for her, understanding that she had just broke with her boyfriend. And I felt more uneasy too. I couldn't stay blind in front of her sadness and distress.
- Come here. I told her.
Jennifer, looked at me, cleaning the cries that were flowing along her jaws. Her eyes were red. She came, and sat close to me. She put her head on my shoulder and cried more deeply. I put my arm around her neck.
- Go on sis, I told, you'll fell better after. I told her softly.
- Why he's so bad with me?
- I don't know. We can be so strange, sometimes ...
- He's not strange, he's stupid.
- You're right.
- You don't like him, hum?
- You know that.
Jennifer (we call her Jenny) is a bit taller than me. She has long brown hair, and brown eyes. Her body is very nice. Her breasts are quite large and heavy.
Sure she could have a good career of top-model or, why not, a playmate, but she always refuse that because she wasn't feeling turned on that kind of way of life.
