Chapter 01 - Mom's Guest
Dean, Missy and Doris were triplets. They were eighteen, seniors in High School and lived with their mother who was an alcoholic and worked in a bar as a waitress. Some of the money she earned was from turning tricks with the customers. They hadn't seen or heard from their alcoholic father in years.
When Dean came downstairs his mom and a very large man, who looked a bit older than she was, were sitting at the kitchen table drinking coffee and smoking. He had brown, slicked back, long hair and looked mean. Missy was standing right next to him with her hands over her face and was obviously crying. The man was looking at Missy. Mom was watching what the man was doing and smiling. His right hand was fondling Missy's ass and his left was holding her by the hair.
"You've got a nice tight little ass girl."
"Get your hands off my sister," Dean shouted.
The man looked at him and chuckled. "I'm the man of this house now, I'll put my hand anywhere I fucking want," he said defiantly. He didn't move his hands.
Dean picked up his mom's coffee cup and threw the hot contents in his face. As the man's hands quickly went to his burned face, Dean turned and grabbed the rest of the pot and held it over the stranger's head.
"You little son of a bitch, I'll kill you!"
Dean spoke softly and calmly, "Don't move too quickly or I might accidentally spill the rest of the pot I'm holding over your head."
The man glanced up and froze as his face flushed in anger. Missy rushed out of his reach but stayed in the room. Doris was standing in the doorway watching. The smile on Mom's face was replaced by a concerned look.
"This is Wayne, kids. He's going to be living here with us from now on," she announced very matter of factly.
"Put the coffee pot down, boy. We don't want any accidents."
"After we talk. There's already a man in this house. We don't need or want another one. Especially one that grabs my sister's ass." Dean was still calm.
"We got off on the wrong foot, boy. Put the coffee pot down."
"It's fine right where it is, for now."
"You can't hold it there forever and when you take it away I'm going to bust your ass like it's never been busted before."
"I have no doubt of that. I know I can't beat you in a toe to toe fight. This time you'll win. Our next disagreement won't be head on. I'll win that one and any others that follow. Did Mom mention that her son has rather severe behavior problems?"
Dean didn't have behavioral problems at all. He was one of those people who was quick thinking and could sell ice cubes to eskimos and could easily take on the personality of most anyone. Acting was his passion and he was good at it. He also knew he was about to get his ass kicked and wanted to plant an idea is this bastard's mind before that happened.
"Your arm's shaking boy."
"My arm's getting tired. I'm about to drop the pot. You've had your warning, Wayne."
Dean was so calm and cool that he was menacing. He turned and put the pot on the counter. Wayne's fist struck him hard in the back of the head sending him face first into the counter. Missy and Doris began screaming. Mom stood to get out of their way but said nothing. Wayne hit him with two kidney punches that lifted him off the floor then grabbed his hair and pulled him to a standing position facing him. He kneed Dean hard in the groin and if he hadn't been holding him up by the hair he would have fallen. Wayne waited for Dean to catch his breath. Dean looked him in the eye, still calm but obviously hurting.
"I warned you, Wayne." Dean smiled at him.
Wayne hit him hard in the face then let him fall to the floor. He kicked him twice in the stomach then knelt next to him, raising his head by his hair.
"I'm the man here now, boy. You take my orders. Just so you have no confusion about it, your sisters are mine to do any fucking thing I want. If you're a good boy I might even let you watch me fuck them."
He slammed Dean's head into the floor then sat back at the table. Mom sat back down and didn't speak. Missy and Doris ran to Dean and helped him to his room. It was several minutes before he was fully alert and moving freely again.
"I guess I should have had Wheaties instead of Frosted Flakes," Dean said jokingly.
"You're eye's almost swollen shut," Doris told him.
"Are you okay?" Missy asked.
"I'll be fine."
"What are we going to do?" Missy asked, crying.
"We're going to stop this today but I'm going to need both of you to help."
"We're with you. What do you need?" Doris asked.
"Remember the movie we watched with the crazy cannibal guy?"
Both girls nodded and grinned. They discussed his plan and about fifteen minutes later the girls went back into the kitchen with Doris carrying a gray gym bag. They stayed clear of Wayne and stood behind their mom who wasn't paying any attention to anything but her cigarette, coffee and her hangover. Wayne followed Doris and Missy with his eyes and a lustful grin. Both, at the same time, turned their backs to him, bent over and wiggled their asses. Wayne sat up mesmerized. He didn't even know what hit him. The baseball bat in Dean's capable hands hit him on the right side of his head sending him unconscious to the floor. Mom jumped out of the chair. Dean pointed the end of the bat at her.
"Sit down or you're next," he growled.
She sat immediately. Doris grabbed the gym bag and tossed it to Dean. He opened it, removed some rope and tied Wayne's hands and feet securely. He tossed two pieces of rope to Doris and she tied mom's hands behind her then tied her to the chair. Missy was busy clearing everything off the table. Dean and the girls struggled, but managed to get Wayne up on the table and onto his back. They tied his arms and legs to the table legs leaving him with his extremities hanging over the sides. Missy folded a dish towel and put it under his head for padding. Dean double checked all the ties and smiled.
"Anyone hungry? I'm having a bowl of Wheaties this time."
Both girls nodded. Dean went to the cabinet and got out the Wheaties and three bowls. Missy grabbed some spoons and Doris got the milk from the refrigerator. They fixed their bowls and began eating as they stood leaning back on the counter looking at Wayne. They were all smiling.
"What are you going to do?" Mom asked.
Dean was even more calm now than before. "I haven't fully decided yet. Mom, every summer you say something to me that fits our current situation. 'The flies aren't the problem. It's the dumbass that keeps holding the door open.' Remember saying that, Mom?" She nodded. "This piece of shit on the table is one of those flies. Who's the dumbass that opened the door and let him in?"
She put her head down. "I was."
"He was grabbing Missy's ass right in front of you. She was crying. You had a fucking smile on your face. What kind of mother are you?" Dean was red in the face and obviously getting angry. "Then he beat me up and threatened to have his way with both of your daughters and you said nothing. Not a goddam word. Mom, those are your daughters!" His Mom was looking down at the floor. "Look at me, Mom!" he shouted. She raised her head to look at him. She was crying. "There is a man in this house. That's me. If you ever pull a stunt like this again it will be the very last stunt you ever pull. No one is going to hurt my sisters. Not you, not anybody. Do you understand that?" She nodded. "Answer me!!" he screamed.
"Yes."
Wayne started to stir. Dean poured the rest of his bowl of cereal on Wayne's face to wake him up, then put the bowl in the sink. Missy grinned and did the same thing. Doris shrugged then poured hers over their mother's head, leaving her quite a mess. Wayne began to struggle with the ropes. Dean took a couple of deep breaths and a calmness came over him. He smiled as he began to speak, once again with a soft, menacing, demeanor.
"You're wasting your time, Wayne. They're very secure."
"Untie me you little cocksucker." Wayne was pissed.
"When I'm ready. I tried to warn you, Wayne, but you were too stupid to listen. Now you're going to have to listen. I'm really surprised that Mom didn't tell you how crazy I get sometimes. Psychotic, that's what they called it, wasn't it girls?" Missy and Doris nodded.
