We Cant Help It: Ep1

"Hey, brother, I got a problem."

"Yeah, what is it?"

"I need a place to stay for a few days."

"Oh? I thought you and that boyfriend of yours, whatshisname, were going hot and heavy."

"Yeah, well I'll tell you all about it. But can I stay at your place?"

"Yeah, but you will have to sleep on the sofa."

"That's fine. I'll get there about 2 or 3 o'clock."

My sister, Amanda, was my fraternal twin. Growing up, we didn't get along too well.

Oh, well. That was those teenage years.

"Hi, sis. I hope you don't have lots of stuff, my apartment is pretty small."

"Nope, just these two boxes and these two bags of clothes."

She kissed and hugged me. "I can't believe it's been over a year since we saw each

other. Thanks so much for letting me stay. You are a life saver."

"Yeah, sure. Well, you are fortunate that Sharon isn't here anymore."

"Oh, where is she?"

"Hell if I know. She threw a big huff a couple of months ago and left. Enough talk, let's get your things out of the car."

"Nice place."

I looked at my sister. It really wasn't but it was cheap. To me that made it nice. After her stuff was inside I offered her some ice tea and we sat and talked.

"OK, tell me why you're in this predicament."

You know I dated Larry since half way through my senior year. Everything was going good, I thought. He had his

"And did you?"

little drunk. His friend put on some music and asked me to dance. I looked at Larry who nodded ok. So we were just dancing a little, but maybe too close. Then his friend put his hand on

his friend feel me up. Maybe he did get a little fresh but I didn't think it was any big deal. Anyway Larry wouldn't let me forget it. Finally, after a week of this bullshit I told him

back later that day and he had all my stuff out

guys will get

Things had been going downhill for the last few months. He was bitchy, I was bitchy. We hardly had sex anymore, didn't

going to do? My apartment's also

think. I'll check with some of my girlfriends, see if someone needs a

me I was

always have been rather

never did anything, didn't go out, didn't have friends over. Then she said I was no good in bed, the worst she had ever had. That really pissed me off. She said

were than me. I called her a slut and our argument continued to escalate. She moved out the next day. That was

I know you

mind the things we did and how we did them. I sure thought I was doing my part. Well, enough of that, let's get you settled. You will have to sleep on the sofa. We need to work out a system for using the bathroom, especially in the morning when getting ready

don't know how grateful I am, John, for letting me stay here. Tomorrow I'll check

****

nothing is working out. Some of my friends are staying with their boyfriends. Others have roommates. And I checked and I can't afford the cheapest apartment. I will keep working on

can deal with

dressing, and so forth. Amanda was a pretty good cook and that helped. The sleeping arrangement on the sofa was not great

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slept in the nude. I didn't think that would be such a good idea with Amanda around. So I took to wearing a nightshirt that hung down low enough to hide

to the kitchen for a glass of water. I tried not to stare but Amanda was mostly uncovered, showing lots of leg and her panties. I returned to my bed with a half-hard cock. I

back to the kitchen. Her blanket had shifted and now covered her legs but had moved down. I could make out the outline of her breasts through her thin

uneventful. Amanda continued to look for

"At first it seemed ok but now it's bothering my

next day. You wouldn't happen to have one of

"No, sorry."

queen size, isn't

it was given to me. Almost takes

we could share it. You know, like we did as kids. We

my head, all of them

not

what you're thinking! Come on, we're sister and

just a night shirt. And, yeah, we're

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