Se connecter"I didn't know, Rae. You did make me promise to take you to Europe as payment for moving in together."
"Collateral damage, Dan."
"That's fair. As far as the bank goes, well, the condo belongs to one of the partners at my new job. He's been renting it out for years, but was thinking of selling it, so he offered it to me with owner financing. Three thousand down and three thousand a month, rent to own. At the end of two years I need to get financing and buy it. All the rent I pay over those two years goes toward the purchase as a down payment."
I could see out of the corner of my eye that Raven stopped reading and started typing.
She didn't type very long, then she put her machine on the seat next to her and turned her body toward me.
"That's perfect. When we buy it, it won't be a hassle to add me to the deed or loan."
It took all the concentration I could muster to keep my eyes on the road instead of my sister's bare legs, just across the console from me.
My phone alerted for a new text message, so I glanced down at it on the console between me and Raven.
The new text on my lockscreen said "Zelle: Raven Tipton sent you $3,000.00."
"Raven, what's that?"
"Three thousand a month is more than I would have thought, but since it's really like putting it in the bank I'm not going to complain too much about it. That was my half of the deposit and one month's rent."
"You know, to buy a house, the buyers need good credit scores. Right?"
I didn't know much about credit and getting loans, but had done a little research on home buying, so I knew that.
"Yeah. What's yours?"
"Seven hundred three."
I probably sounded a little proud of that.
"You're going to work on it in the next two years though, right, Dan?"
I know I scowled at that comment, but since she couldn't see me, I didn't think it was a big deal.
"I am. I have a plan."
I really thought that score was decent for a twenty-four year old guy about to start his first professional job.
"I can help," my sister offered, to my surprise.
"What's yours, dear sister."
I'm pretty sure my scowl was showing then, even without her seeing it.
"Last I checked, eight-ten to eight-twenty, depending on what credit bureau you look at."
"When was the last time you checked?" I asked incredulously.
"This morning. I check almost every day, to make sure nothing fishy is going on."
I hadn't checked mine since before I signed the lease on the condo, and I only checked then to see what my chances of finding a good rental were, and they weren't all that great with that credit score. In fact, that credit score would normally only get me a livable rental, not a nice one.
I didn't even know there was more than one credit bureau.
"Well, it's supposed to raise my score when I start paying rent and utility bills every month on time," I tried to defend my pathetic score compared to Raven's and prove I have a plan.
"You should probably get your own phone account instead of using Mom and Dad's. Or I could add a line for you on mine, but I have a really important question now," she sighed and rested the back of her head against the headrest.
The one about my credit score was stressful enough for me. I almost dreaded what a really important question would do for me, and the fact my sister has her own phone account kind of surprised me.
"Are we there yet?" she sighed, then giggled.
"You're in luck! I've been circling the block for an hour waiting for you to notice."
"Liar," she giggled at me.
"I, um, I think Boston needs a potty break."
Boston raised his head and thumped his tail on the seat at the mention of his name.
I didn't think Boston really needed a potty break; Raven probably needed one.
"Rest area coming up in..."
"Two miles," Raven interrupted me.
"Three," I corrected her.
"Slow poke," she insulted me with a laugh.
The fact that Boston's leash was on him and Raven had her coat and hat on at least a mile before the exit confirmed that it was, in fact, Raven wanting out of the car. Not that Boston didn't want out, because he always wanted out of a moving car.
I got out of the car and stretched. It wasn't warm outside, but for early December in Ohio, it wasn't bad at all. When I turned around, Raven and Boston were already making a beeline for the pet walking area, but as I watched Raven's cute little butt, I saw Boston slow then stop completely.
Kota raised her arms over her head and stretched. The image on the screen mimicked her so she knew it really was live, and somebody could be watching her in real time.She wasn't totally angry until she closed that screen and glanced down at the list of files below the Live button.There were maybe a few more files listed there than on Cage's page, but all had been viewed at least once. One had been viewed six times, and another nine times.She only wondered for a second or two what was special about the one that he had watched nine times, so she started to click on that one, but then stopped and went back to Cage's page.Her heart raced when she saw the two on the line for views of the video of Cage that she had watched, and she slowly closed her laptop.She wanted to give the camera her middle fingers, with both hands at once, but she had never liked confrontation, and letting Dad know she knew about his spying in such a blatant way would definitely result in a confrontation, especi
Her dad always used that for his passwords. He didn't know Kota knew that. He didn't know she kept a box of pictures of him and her mother in her closet. He probably didn't know that she knew her mother's name was Sylvia and that her birth date was October 16, 1983.Only one of those pictures had writing on the back. Dad had written 'Sylvia and me at the pool. July 4, 2004. Who'd guess she has two babies growing in that flat little tummy." on the back.Kota didn't see the resemblance when she first found the box eight years ago, but now, she felt like she was looking in a mirror when she looked at those pictures. She had her mother's waifish figure, including her long, slender legs, narrow hips, dirty-blond hair, and tiny little tits.That was just another reason to hate her mother.Besides the folders Kota expected to see on any computer, only one subdirectory caught her attention. She opened it, and scanned the file list for an executable file, then clicked that.The pop up window a
Kota, certain her face was as bright red as it felt, slowly turned to look away from her brother. The fact he wasn't blushing and she was, confused her."Um, I have homework," Kota whispered, "Tomorrow Dean's going to be here for a couple hours around two. Can you not bother us, please?""Sure, Kota. I'll let you and Dean get your biology on in peace."Kota picked up her dishes and took them to the kitchen, then headed for her bedroom, but stopped before leaving the kitchen."I do, Cage.""You do what?""Feel better.""What do you mean?"Kota ignored Cage's question.Cage shook his head. Sometimes his sister really was weird, but he didn't know any girls who weren't. He knew she didn't have homework. Their class schedules were identical except for one class, and they had a field trip today, so no classes to get homework in.He was happy he didn't get Dean for a partner for the biology project. He got Angie. She wasn't the most popular girl in school since she was in the Drama Club ins
"Dad, you know Dean's parents, right?" Kota asked mid-way through dinner that evening.Dillon knew of Dean's parents. They had been introduced once, and they acknowledged each other at various school functions. He owned a car dealership in town, and she had some little shop downtown that appeared to cater to people equally as strange as she seemed to be, mostly younger, and sold crystals, incense, and handmade jewelry, mostly baubles.Dillon believed they'd never had a real conversation. Dillon had driven Jaguars since his business became successful, and Dean's father only sold new Volkswagens and Subarus.Dillon knew of Dean, of course, but couldn't picture what the boy looked like."Of course, sweetheart," he answered only a little fictitiously."We have a science project, and I was assigned Dean as my partner.""That'll be fun," Dillon answered as enthusiastically as he could muster. He didn't want to stop Kota from talking to him about Dean for the first time ever."Probably not,
Dad had an idea. Whether good or bad is yet to be seen.Enjoy..***Dillon Wendover smiled when he caught sight of his son stepping off the bus. The fact that his daughter didn't follow immediately didn't worry Dillon at all. The twins were close, but not close enough to spend a field trip joined at the hips.Cage scanned the parking lot and waved when he spotted Dillon in the car, then started toward him just as his sister, Kota, stepped off the bus.Field trips for upperclassmen may be unusual these days, but the private school they attended usually followed its own path to a good education.Dillon could see his son grin as he reached for the front passenger door, and Kota stiffened and came to a halt a few steps behind him."Just opening the door for an older lady," Cage chuckled back at his sister.As the older sibling, Kota insisted the front seat belonged to her. It was her birthright.Cage had given up years ago on the argument that seven minutes didn't grant anyone a birthrigh
I almost laughed at her, but not because she was whispering, but because she looked so cute with my cum dripping off her chin.I assumed I looked similarly, because her sweet pussy juices were still wet on my face, but I knew she wouldn't know that."Nope. Maybe it's Karen and Christian. It is Saturday night.""They're going to know somebody was having sex in here. Maybe we should admit it?""I'm not sure I'm comfortable having people know my sister is having sex with her brother. Kentucky is all the way on the other side of the river.""Karen never believed me that we didn't fuck in high school. She'd probably thank us for finally admitting the truth.""I wish we had. I'd have liked sex with a sexy, young, nubile Raven.""I know what you mean, old man. All those love handles and beer belly makes me wish I'd gotten to you when you were young and built."I laughed at Raven, and she giggled back at me.We had only lived together almost two weeks, but I'd already lost count of how often







