Whatever my sister wants (Incest/Taboo Sex):>Ep3

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 instead of a cheerleader, but she was kind of cute if you didn't look directly at her.

He knew he'd need to do most of the work, so saw no point in working with her on it at all outside of school.

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Dillon stopped in the kitchen on his way out to the garage. He had remembered a box of pictures of the kid's mom from when they were together, and he wanted to show Kota she got her diminutive bustline directly from her mother.

He hoped if Kota saw how good her mother looked in a bikini, maybe Kota wouldn't be so self conscious about her tits.

His intention to simply pass by without being noticed seemed like a good one, but he overheard their conversation.

Dean asked if he could see Kota's room. She giggled and told him her dad was home, so Dean asked if he could come back and see it later when he wasn't. She giggled again, and told him "We'll see."

Dillon didn't like the way that sounded, but Dean was gone by the time he returned from the garage after failing to find the box he went to look for.

Kota was still at the dining room table, gathering up some papers and putting her laptop in its case.

"Hey, Kota. How was the work meeting?"

"Thank god that's over," she sighed.

"So you have the project finished?"

"Since I did most of the mental, heavy lifting, Dean's going to type it up, then email it to me for review. I might fill in, make changes, or correct some things, but once I've had my way with it, we'll be done."

"He seems nice," Dillon told her in his sincerest tone of voice. He didn't want to discourage Kota if she liked him. He would do what he needed to do to keep him out of her room though.

Kota just rolled her eyes before she headed for her bedroom.

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By Monday morning, Dillon's brain had come up with an idea for the new problem of Dean. He knew his children were adults, but still, at eighteen, he felt he needed to protect them, and having boys in Kota's room was definitely not something he wanted.

The thought that he may have been overprotective their entire lives might be why the matter of boys in Kota's room, and as a passing thought, girls in Cage's room, was just now something to be concerned about.

Once he got to his office, Dillon immediately called the company that installed and monitored the security system for him, both at his company and his home.

Dillon thought his idea was perfect. He could observe without being intrusive. The twins would never know, and he could protect them from making a huge mistake.

Dillon's acute awareness of how much sex could change one's life might have been the driving force behind his idea.

The security company would install a tiny digital camera in the cold air returns in both Kota's and Cage's bedrooms. The cameras would be virtually impossible to see without climbing a ladder, and would give a view of the entire room.

The motion-activated cameras would connect through their wifi, so would require very little installation, and could be viewed in realtime from the new, dedicated pc they would set up in Dillon's study or any smartphone with the software and password.

The new system would also send alerts to Dillon's phone when the cameras were activated.

Dillon thought his flawless idea was great, and couldn't think of a single downside. What could possibly go wrong?

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Kota scowled hard at her laptop screen and her territorial instincts flared, just like they had the first time the administration had ordered a locker search at her high school. Those instincts still bristled each locker search, but Dad had signed the mandatory release giving them permission.

When they had first moved to their current home a few years ago, she took it upon herself to monitor their wifi connection. She knew Dad wouldn't even think about it, and Cage probably wouldn't bother, but she didn't like the thought of anyone else getting free wifi from them, or possibly having access to their computers.

The homes in their new neighborhood were large with huge lots. The lot for her house encompassed more than six acres. She had even walked the perimeter with her phone to check if their wifi reached that far, so she knew someone would need to be inside the property line to access it. That didn't stop her from checking a few times a week for new connections.

Today was the first time anything besides their three computers, three cell phones, and five televisions had connected to the wifi, but now there were three new connections, and not previous connections. The new devices had connected, and stayed connected.

Two of the names of the connections looked almost identical: a string of random numbers and letters, but both were formatted the same. The third name, Secret Computer, concerned her most.

"Cage would name a secret computer 'Secret Computer'," Kota giggled then opened Windows Explorer and clicked on Network.

She laughed again when Secret Computer appeared under the three other computers, so she clicked on it.

She briefly stared at the popup asking for a password, then sighed before she typed SYLVIA101683, even after her first thought was that it was Cage's secret computer. Cage wouldn't have put a password on his secret computer just like he didn't on the one that wasn't secret.