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Then I thought, I had to do it now. There had to be no evidence. Sneaking back into the hall and closing my robe, I snuck out and back downstairs. I got some wipes and went down into the basement.
Turning on the lights, I was appalled. It looked like someone had shot a porno movie down there. I found some Febreeze and sprayed it around to cover up the smell of sex. The bar was a mess and I wiped it down. I picked up some of the glasses and bottles that had gotten knocked over.
There wasn’t much to do about the cushions. I couldn’t really see any stains, but it was still kind of dark in the basement. My instinct was to flip them over but that would probably mean they would never drive. I gave them a spray and a quick wipe and hoped for the best.
I put the cards away. It would only be more evidence if Richard came down here to figure things out. Worst case scenario if he found me here now, he’d probably just assume I was jerking off down here for some reason.
Jesus, what have I done? I fucked my stepsister. I fucked her a lot. And the anal. That was a surprise. I had never done before. She was a freak and a half!
I guessed I could never tell this story. Or I could tell the story, but I’d have to make it about someone else. I got out my phone and I thought about texting Mickey. But then I realized, the first question he would have would be “Who?”
I couldn’t tell him and making up a girl? That wouldn’t sell. My best bet was to let this settle and then tell the story next year. With the distance, it would make more sense. I could say it was some girl from high school. Bonnie Mackland. She moved back to Colorado and Mickey would never meet her.
I can’t believe it. It was like a porno movie. Banging your stepsister. Shit. What did that make me? I used to look at that and think people were freaks for just making that movie. Now, I better shut my stupid mouth.
Was this illegal? No, I guess not. We were both adults and not blood relatives. We hadn’t grown up together and we hadn’t even known each other until we were adults and our parents were getting married. While it would be insanely awkward to explain, no one was going to throw us in jail for it.
Then again, what if she told her dad tomorrow. Holy fuck! Was that what this was all about? Maybe she’s crazy. What am I saying? She is crazy! She kissed me in the car and it was her idea to come down here. Holy shit, did she set me up for something?
Richard would throw me out of the house, without question. I certainly wouldn’t be allowed in the house when Tracianne was here. Oh, my God! How could I have been so stupid?! She wanted me to fall for this so she could get the house to herself!
No, this is worse. She wants to split up mom and Richard. Not sure how I feel about that one. Not a huge Richard fan, but is that really any of my business at this point?
There’s no way mom goes back with dad, so all I’d be doing is help splitting mom up from someone she apparently loves. I don’t think that would make me feel good. Maybe Tracianne doesn’t realize the implications of what that might do to her father, either.
“Cameras!” I suddenly said aloud.
Did she have some hidden down here ahead of time? I had to check. Going through a book shelf that would’ve been the best spot to place it, I found nothing. Checking the entire basement up and down, I saw no cameras. If they were here, they were too small to spot. In the end, I was pretty sure I was just being paranoid.
If she accused me, I could just deny it. But they never believe the guy. It doesn’t even matter. Once you’re smeared with that charge, you’re screwed. Yeah, maybe eventually you get off and don’t do any time, but the stink of just the accusation stays with you a long time if not forever. Couldn’t allow that to happen.
Shit, maybe I’m just being paranoid here. I mean, she did seem pretty into it. Hell, she wouldn’t even have to have sex with me to sell. She could’ve just started screaming the moment she found me in a bathrobe down here.
I half expected her to come down her in clothes and look shocked when she saw me. And honestly, I didn’t expect to get laid. I really didn’t. Most likely, I expected her to come down in clothes, see what I was wearing and then call the hole thing off. If anyone asked about the robe, I’d say that I was off to bed.
