Author: EvilLittleSister

Her Mother’s Daughter: Chapter 0 [f/M] [inc]

Note: This story is the continuation of "Mother's Little Helper" and begins roughly with events described in Chapter 4 of MLH. You should read that story before starting this one.

Her Mother's Daughter
Fiction by Evil Little Sister

Prologue

"God, you're so hot!"

"Stop it." I frowned, pushing my boyfriend's hands away, looking over my shoulder and half expecting my mom to be sneaking up behind me.

"Come on, Amy." Greg grinned like a dog and the only reason I was going out with him was because he had a car.

"I said stop!" I slapped at his hand. "We're gonna be late for school."

"Shit, who cares?" He shrugged and his hand was coming back to my thigh, stroking me through my jeans. "Let's ditch, we'll go to my uncle's place."

"Yeah right." I rolled my icy blue eyes. "Last time we did that I got busted. My mom grounded me for a week and drove me to school every freakin' day for a month, remember?"

"I'll call the school." He insisted, sliding his left hand back and forth along my leg, his right arm going around my shoulders. Read more »

Mother’s Little Helper: Chapter 6 [M/F] [drugs] [prost] [reluc]

Mother's Little Helper
Fiction by Evil Little Sister

Part One – Chapter 6

We all left the room together and once we were in the lobby I blinked because it was already light outside. I hadn't noticed it in the room, the drapes had been closed, or something, but I could see the street outside, empty of traffic and that cold, washed out grey color of early dawn. I looked at the front desk and they had a clock, of course. It was just after five in the morning and I tried to understand how I could have spent about six hours, maybe seven, in a hotel room fucking three strangers. It had seemed like two hours at the most and I wondered if I was remembering everything that we'd done and I seriously doubted it.

Lance dropped the keycard at the desk and the guys were leaving, walking out with laughs and smiles and I jerked to life, walking quickly to catch up.

"Hey…Wait…I have to get home!" I said. "I need my purse!"

"What?" Lance grinned at me.

"I don't have any money or anything." I said. "I have to get home." Read more »

Mother’s Little Helper: Chapter 5 [M/F] [drugs] [prost] [reluc]

Mother's Little Helper
Fiction by Evil Little Sister

Part One – Chapter 5

I needed a snort of that coke and I had it before I even left the driveway, promptly backing into our mailbox two minutes later, and that made me laugh and swear and try it again. That pill hadn't been enough. Two pills and a hit of coke, now two hits, it wasn't enough. Not for a day like the one I was having and I wasn't in a mood for more family court in my kitchen.

"Fuck him." I shook my head, driving slowly because I knew I was fucked up.

I went to Gary's house, but it was dark and empty, like he'd said it would be and I frowned. I wanted to be with someone who didn't care. Who didn't have a family. Who could just help me relax, and thinking all that, it made me wonder why I'd thought of Gary. I wanted him to have sex with me, probably. I frowned at that thought too. Gary was an asshole. I hated him. So why had I come to his place? Because he'd give me more coke and then have sex with me, call me a whore and humiliate me and not give a shit about my problems. Read more »

Mother’s Little Helper: Chapter 4 [M/F] [drugs] [prost] [reluc]

Mother's Little Helper
Fiction by Evil Little Sister

Part One – Chapter 4

"Late night, huh?" My husband neither smiled nor frowned, but just looked at me as I walked into the kitchen.

"Macaroni for breakfast?" I looked at the plate in front of my nine year old son, Jack Junior.

"It's noon." Jack said.

"It's lunchtime, mom." JJ smiled at me. "Dad put hot dogs in it."

"Good." I nodded and kissed the top of his head. "Daddy's a good cook, isn't he?"

"Uh-huh." JJ nodded.

"Where's Amy?" I asked, reaching for Jilly, my three year old, my angel. I picked her up just so I could give her a kiss and a snuggle and she giggled.

"The mall." Jack shrugged and I made a little face at that, but our oldest daughter was fifteen now and always gone someplace, despite my best efforts to rein her in.

"Eat your macaroni, baby." I said, putting Jilly back into her high chair and she was getting too big for that.

"What time did you get in last night?" My husband wondered, leaning against the counter now, crossing his arms over his chest. Read more »

Mother’s Little Helper: Chapter 2 [M/F] [drugs] [prost] [reluc]

Mother's Little Helper
Fiction by Evil Little Sister

Part One – Chapter 3

"Is it Monday?" Gary grinned at me and I was holding Jilly in my arms.

"Shut up." I frowned, squeezing past the man.

"I'm hungry." Jilly said in a small voice and I shushed her.

"We're gonna go to McDonald's remember? Just…" I put her down on one of the stuffed chairs, "…sit there and be a good girl, okay?"

"Okay mommy." She nodded.

I'd picked her up from preschool and I'd been trying not to come here, to Gary's house, but I couldn't help it. I'd been out of coke since Wednesday. That gram had lasted three days and now it was Friday. I couldn't wait until Monday. I'd taken three pills the day before. I didn't have enough for the weekend.

"What's going on, Gina?" Gary asked me gently.

"I…I'm out." I said, looking into his eyes and then dropping my gaze as I felt weak and guilty and embarrassed all at once.

"Out of what?" He asked.

"You know what." I whispered, glancing at my daughter.

"Just tell me what you need." He said with a shrug. Read more »

Mother’s Little Helper: Chapter 2 [M/F] [drugs] [prost] [reluc]

Mother's Little Helper
Fiction by Evil Little Sister

Part One – Chapter 2

"Hey Gina." Gary smiled when he opened his door.

"Uh, hi." I said and this time I didn't have Jilly, thank God. That helped a lot, but I was still very nervous.

"Come on in." He said. "How you doing?"

"I'm good." I nodded. "Uh, great…Except I'm out of pills, those, um, greens."

"Already?" He chuckled. "Here, sit down…Come on, it's okay."

I let him guide me onto his sofa and Gary sat down next to me. His television was still on, still on the Discovery channel and I wondered if he ever turned it off, or changed the channels. The room was nice though, a typical living room, you know. Book case, furniture, an aquarium bubbling away, it was dark in there though. The drapes were closed and the table lamps turned on, but that gave the room a warm glow anyway and this was a secret. It made me feel better for some reason, being in the dark like that.

"You look a little frazzled." He told me and I looked at him. Read more »

Mother’s Little Helper: Chapter 1 [M/F] [drugs] [prost] [reluc]

Mother's Little Helper
Fiction by Evil Little Sister

Part One – Chapter 1

Up at five thirty, in and out of the bathroom, downstairs to start breakfast. Jack's up by six and I can hear him shuffling around upstairs. I have to get back up there, rousing Amy first, my daughter, frowning at me, disliking me because I'm her mom and she's fifteen and hates me. Into Jack Junior's room, JJ, who's all of nine and smiling first thing, blinking as I hurry him out of bed. Into the nursery, getting Jilly up, she's going to need the potty right away. She's three and my little angel and she just needs some hand holding going down the stairs.

Jack's got the wrong tie and I give it a tug and shake my head as we pass. He's running late, as always, and so am I. So are the kids. I'm yelling, begging, threatening, getting everyone dressed and into the kitchen. Amy doesn't want to eat. She's getting fat. The boys won't like her if she has a little toast. JJ wants the chocolate cereal, not the one with the Tiger on it. Jilly is making a snowman out of her instant oatmeal. Read more »