Dirty Affair With My Sister Chapter 36

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After about a month, we eventually did make love. I did feel a sense of
companionship with this woman, but it just wasn’t the same. I think she
could feel the distance, but it was obvious that she really did care for me and didn’t want to give up on me; so she stayed by my side through the thick and the thin throughout the subsequent months.

I will tell you that Tonia is a very pretty girl; man would say she’s a cutie.She’s a year younger than
me and I’d say that she’s more mature mentally and emotionally than most women and men our age.
My stepmother continued to call and leave messages, but I never returned them.

Somewhere deep in my soul, I always hoped that Vivian would call, but in my conscious thoughts I convinced myself that the chasm that had been created was irreconcilable.
My grandparents even came and visited me around the Fourth of July. They were oblivious to what was going on and they wondered when I was coming home for summer. I lied to them and dismissed the notion as I told them that I was busy with summer classes and devoted to the pursuit of the goal. And I was, but that was not the real reason. I just couldn’t go back home to face the music. I couldn’t face the consequences of what had happened and how could one expect me to. It burdened me deeply. This was a dark secret that could not be exposed, the secret taboo.

Even on my birthday, I had hoped that Viv would call, but she didn’t. Tonia and I went out and I went through the motions of my birthday celebration and I think that she could really tell that I was suffering from some sort of distant depression. She kept asking me what was wrong, but there was no way that I could tell her. Through all of this she remained supportive. We made good love that night, but the whole time I was thinking of Vivian.

The Time flowed by, summer turned to fall and October turned to November
and finally it was the week before Thanksgiving. I received a call from my grandfather summoning me to “come home” and yes that is the way that he bluntly put it. I asked him what was up. He told me he had a conversation with my stepmother and asked if she had talked to me about Thanksgiving. He said that she had broken down into tears and would not talk to him. He said she was distraught. She said she could not talk to him about it.

He said he knew that there was something wrong and he didn’t want to get into it. He told me that a lot of things had gone on that I didn’t know about and that he wasn’t going to discuss them over the phone. The conversation ended with him telling me that it was time that I grew up and time that I got home and he then added that he loved me and that he would see me next
week. That day would be November 22.