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At 25, Poppy is happily in love with three under 5 at home. She couldn’t be happier and no matter her choices, Lily and I still adore her. She is our baby sister after all. We are just about as close as any three sisters can be. Well four, if you count Remi, and we do.
Remi scoffs at my question, knowing that my evil sisters aren’t going to open their big mouths about their secret plans for me tonight. I assume it’s nothing wild considering my sister’s wife is 5 months pregnant and uncomfortable most of the time. I’m just not sure of the reasoning behind the secrecy.
“Hey, so Violet. I’ve been thinking about your book”, Lily says changing the subject.Mmmhmm I see you sneaky brat.“You know how you were talking about the covers and about marketing photos? Have you decided what you’re going to do yet?” she questions.
We had previously discussed the theme for all the social media and marketing I should be doing for the book. I knew nothing about any of that side of things and when I began writing my book, I just knew I had to get the story out. I never even really considered people actually reading it until one day a few months ago when my sister asked to read what I had written so far. She fell in love with it and shared it with both Remi and Poppy. They all went on and on about how I needed to follow through with getting it out there once it was complete.
When I looked into hiring an agency to get my book out, it just wasn’t something I was interested in. I wanted to go the self-publication route. I have the money to do it all myself. I just don’t have the know-how. Enter my sisters. Remi is in Marketing/social media and my sister Lily owns a successful photography business. They both have been trying to help me, I just didn’t want to make any decisions on branding until the series was done. I didn’t want to jinx myself. Now that it is done, I have decided on branding, somewhat.
“Yes, I want it to be as spicy as my book. I want it to be obvious that it’s hot and steamy. I want my Instagram and marketing pages to look like porn sites,” I tease, kind of.
I really do want the marketing for this book to feel as steamy as the book itself. I wanted it to set the tone for the words. I wanted people to look at my book and know that it’s not for the faint of heart but for the sexually adventurous, closet kinky fucks such as myself.
Everyone in the car falls into a fit of laughter including me. “Okay well, I think that can be arranged” Lily replies when she finally stops laughing. She turns around from the front seat and grabs my hand, a look of seriousness overtaking her face.
“I want to shoot it for you Vi, as my gift to you for all the great things happening in your life right now. I’m so proud of you for finishing this series. I know I joke about it being a sluts-dream book, but really, it’s awesome. Just writing it alone is such an accomplishment, but me and Rem meant it when we said we’d help you get it published. We want this to be huge for you. Let me shoot all your marketing pictures and your cover photos. Whatever you want, just let me know and we’ll make it happen.” Ugh fuck, now I’m teary-eyed and my hoe mask is smearing. I grip her hand tightly and bring the back to my lips for a kiss.
“I love you guys, thank you so much for this. Just having your support means more than anything,” I say with a watery smile, meeting Poppy and Lily’s faces and then catching Remi’s eyes in the rearview mirror.
“Of course! That’s what family is for,” Lily says as she sniffs. “Now stop that crying bullshit and tell me what you want on the cover. Since there will be three books in this series, I think it should be hot as fuck photos of the three main male characters. Nothing gets me hotter than being able to visualize the main characters properly when I’m reading scenes. Unfortunately, there aren’t that many harem books for lesbians out there but I can appreciate a hot man when the mood arises,” she says with a big smirk.
“Oh yeah? Can you now?” Remi shoots a scowl at my sister.
They go on a momentary bickering session while I sit back and close my eyes, picturing the three main characters from my books.
I had just finished all three books. Once I began, I couldn’t stop. It would be a good idea to have some sexy man-meat on each cover, just like my favorite RH series, Madison Kate. Being able to see perfect replicas of Archer, Steel and Kody made fantasizing that much better. I suppose I could do the same. The only problem is the three boys from my books actually do exist. But I could never,everask them to be on the covers. That would be the creepiest most humiliating thing in the world. Can you imagine?
“Umm hi, you don’t know me, but I’ve been secretly stalking you for 10 months and I wrote a book series inspired by how hot you three are. It’s about all the different ways I’ve imagined you fucking me. Wanna come get naked and take some photos for the covers?”
Ha! That would be great. They would probably have me arrested.
CHAPTER FOUR
Tenminuteslater,wepull up in front of a cool-looking club calledThe Alchemist. It’s an old industrial building with not much street appeal. Not at all where I pictured either of my sisters wanting to go, especially Poppy. Remi grew up in a normal, middle-class, happy family. She has adjusted my sister’s lifestyle somewhat away from the wealthy way she was raised.
Lily was never one to act stuck up, but she also never knew how to live a simple life. I didn’t either until I moved out. My apartment is nothing extravagant and I tend to live a modest lifestyle, as I prefer it. Poppy, on the other hand, has always been spoiled and continues to be by her husband. She has a jaded outlook on life, but she is unbelievably happy, so Lily and I allow it.
“Uhhh, this is an interesting looking place,” I say as we all pile out of the SUV. “I feel maybe a little overdressed for this.”
I look down at my tight black velvet mini, opaque black knee-high stockings with a black bow on the backs of my thighs, and my matching velvet black pumps. My little dress is strapless and has a sweetheart neckline. I kept my whole outfit black and sexy, with a bit of slut added in from the stockings and garter belts. I love wearing black because it makes my lavender hair color pop that much more. It’s down in long, soft waves tonight. I wear no jewelry except for a black string choker tied into a bow around my throat.
When I dyed my hair lavender shortly after my divorce, my sister freaked out and thought that I was just going through a post-divorce episode. She couldn’t believe that I stepped out of my comfort zone and left the blonde life behind me in favor of something that would have surely gotten me kicked out of our parents’ lives had I not already left them years ago.
So, when I got my first, second, and third tattoo, my sister’s shit absolute bricks. Now I have a full sleeve on my right arm and one large tattoo from my upper left thigh that comes to my ribs. Once I dyed my hair and allowed myself that one freedom of outward and open rebellion, I realized that I wasn’t rebelling at all; I was just allowing the inner me out for the first time ever.
Elliot would have never allowed me such liberties when it came to appearance. Everything had to be just so, as it did with my father. Growing up and never being allowed to ask questions, carried over to my marriage. Once I was free of that, I was truly able to embrace the inner Violet and let her out to play.
My sisters on the other hand, still look the same as they did growing up for the most part. All three of us are thin, medium height, and blonde. We couldn’t have made our mom prouder than when we popped out looking like baby Barbies. She had to work to look like a statuesque Stepford wife, but we were born that way.Lucky us.Eye roll.
Poppy still embraces her long blonde hair which she always keeps styled to absolute perfection. She wears minimal makeup that only accentuates her features, as we were taught, and keeps her clothing classy and simple.
Lily had long blonde hair growing up as well, which she has since, chopped off. It’s now an adorable long bob that frames her perfect doll face that’s generally makeup-free. She dresses in leggings, chunky sweaters and band tees most of the time. She’s comfy-causal and it suits her.
All three of us have crystal blue eyes and pale skin. Again, Barbies. Ihateit. Hence, the purple hair and tattoos. I’ve never liked having to look like America’s version of perfect. I always wanted to bemy version of perfect. And now, I am.
“Don’t worry Vi, you will love it! I heard someone at the gym talking about this place and I looked it up and the reviews are awesome!” Lily enthuses from the front of our little pack while we wait in the line out front to get in.
It’s actually pretty busy for a Thursday night. Every time the bouncer lets someone in, I can hear the low thumping techno beats coming from inside. I look around and take note of the types of people and attire around me. Everyone going in and out actually seems to be dressed in similar attire as me.
