(I’ll spare those looking for incest some trouble. Kaleigh isn’t *my* cousin. The title becomes clear in a few paragraphs. Saving twisted perverts time and energy is my pleasure. You’re welcome.)
“So, you two wanna go pick somethin’ up?” Rob reached for his wallet, “I got some cash.”
This was typical of Robert. He had no talent for subtlety. He wanted Kaleigh and I to disappear so he and Jessica could be alone. Probably have a go at each other. Definitely in my bed. It was bold, and the nerve of it should have pissed me off. Anyone else I’d have told to get fucked (Pun intended.). But, he was my brother in all but the strictest sense of the word, and I wasn’t going to do him dirty like that. Honestly, I was sort of proud.
Jessica was Rob’s new-ish girlfriend. They’d been dating for a few months, starting after his excellent New Year’s party. Kaleigh was her younger cousin and current object of my affection. (Pronounced KAY-lee, despite its Klingon appearance.) I had met her a few weeks prior on a blind date arranged by the two fat, inconsiderate assholes preparing to ruin my sheets.