“Well, umm… My n’ister…” Joshua struggled to find the words to describe his relationship with his not-sister, but his mind just wasn’t functioning properly. How the heck had he gone from being a master, lording dominion over a pitiful little slave girl, to suddenly being married to that same girl? And all in the space of just a day, or so, total!

Olivia claimed her mother was one of the most cunning – yet innocent – women in the word, and Joshua wasn’t going to disagree with that! After all, from what he could tell, the daughter certainly seemed to take after the mother a lot, in his opinion! “Give… Give me a second,” he pleaded, trying to get his thoughts in order. “Let me figure out where to start.”

“Whenever you’re ready,” Olivia beamed, obviously quite happy with herself now. Giggling slightly, she slowly rolled from position to position, modeling various poses, on the other side of the camera on his phone.

“That’s really not helping,” Joshua grumbled softly to himself, unable to take his eyes off the spectacle. Olivia was obviously having a lot of fun teasing him in her own way, knowing there wasn’t anything he could do about it over the phone. “Just wait until tomorrow,” he mumbled softly. “When we get to school, I’m going to…”

“I dunno what I’m going to do,” he admitted softly, sighing deeply to himself. “Probably nothing, as I’d be too afraid some teacher might walk in and catch us. Honestly, I’ll probably just daydream about all sorts of kinky stuff, wish I could do it, and yet be too afraid to hardly even talk to you with others around…”

“What’s that?” Olivia asked, arcing her back upwards like a cat stretching. The view of her nude body in such a pose was almost completely overwhelming for poor Joshua.

“Nothing,” he muttered, moodily. “Just what the heck are you doing, anyway?!”

“Just some basic exercises before going to sleep,” Olivia assured him, looking all innocent. “I try and get in about a half hour of exercise before sleep every night. It helps me rest better, and it helps keep me limber and loosened up for cheerleading.”

“Well, could you stop it for now,” Joshua half-pleaded. “I’m so busy ogling you, I can’t hardly even hear myself thing, much less concentrate on telling you about my n’ister!” He really wasn’t going to add that last part, but the compulsion to not hide things from his partner was still in effect and just as strong as ever.

“Sure. I’ll be good,” Olivia promised. “I was just having a little fun watching your reaction,” she admitted, before turning bright red. Apparently, her restriction was just as strongly in effect still as his was, making Joshua chuckle slightly to himself. At least the Blade of Absolute Truth cut both ways between the two of them!

“Marissa Jones is my n’ister,” Joshua finally blurted out, trying to change the subject and hide his own embarrassment. You might know her, though she goes by the name Mari, or Issa, a lot. She’s one of the cheerleaders from Auburn, and she’s only a few months older than us.”

“How are you two so close in age? Are you twins?” Olivia asked, and then blushed as soon as her brain informed her that that would be impossible with a few months between them.

“Not hardly,” Joshua sighed, slumping his shoulders slightly. “Apparently, father couldn’t keep it in his pants when mother was pregnant the first time, and he knocked up some waitress, somewhere. Mother miscarried that child, and the waitress started to grow big in the stomach…”

“Which apparently led father to showering his attention back onto mother, where she ended up pregnant with me.”

“Apparently father knew the other child was his, and he visited the other woman quite a bit while mother was pregnant with me in her stomach,” Joshua sighed, hanging his head in embarrassment going over his family’s deepest black mark. “The horny fart just couldn’t go without his weekly action, and since mother couldn’t provide his relief, he turned his attention to the mother of his other child…”

“…Right up until the point where mother could satisfy his needs again,” Joshua sighed, heavily. “At that point, he broke off all contact with his other family, and returned back to us, acting like nothing had happened. He completely abandoned them,” Joshua admitted, shaking his head slowly from side to side, trying to deny the truth of the situation.

“I… I never would’ve imagined my father – my father,” Joshua stressed, “to be the type of person to do something like that! None of us knew anything at all about his second life, or his other child! At least, not until a social worker showed up knocking on the doorstep one day and started asking questions about his not paying child support.”

“As you can imagine,” Joshua chuckled, “that didn’t go over very well in this house.”

“I can imagine not,” Olivia said, trying to sound supportive and not judgmental. After all, it was Joshua’s father who cheated on his mother, not Joshua himself. “That had to be a hard time for you,” she said, sympathetically.

“Oh, you wouldn’t believe how hard,” Joshua sighed. “Mother almost divorced father. Father started working longer hours at work – which got him a promotion and ended up turning him into a slob who drinks too much.”

“I can emphasize with your mother, when it comes to dealing with a father who drinks too much,” Joshua sighed. “We have that in common, I guess, as mine does the same. He’s not big on religion – heck, I doubt he could even spell it – but he’s big on drinking and just watching television all night long.”

“And Mari Issa,” Joshua snorted both names in disgust, “doesn’t help the situation any. She just waltzes in here now, as if this is her home, and demands father to give her whatever she wants. ‘I need a new phone. I want this new pocketbook. I need these new, designer boots….’ Whatever she demands, father gives to her without saying a word now, thanks to the guilt that her and her mother has heaped upon his shoulders.”

“Not that he doesn’t deserve to feel guilty,” Joshua sighed, shaking his head once again. “He cheated on mother after all, and he cheated on her for over a year, or more! He deserves to feel guilty over all that – but even he doesn’t deserve to be taken advantage of and walked all over like Mari Issa and her mother does him!”

“Sounds kind of rough,” Olivia sympathized.

“It is,” Joshua agreed. “It’s probably not as bad as your situation, being stuck in the middle of your mother and your grandparents, but it can be a real pain in the ass sometimes.”

“It’s honestly not that bad here,” Olivia told him, laughing lightly as she twirled the ends of her hair around and around with her finger. “Mother’s father more or less disowned her once she refused to give me up, and Father’s father is too busy will all his various enterprises to ever check up on us or do anything. I haven’t seen him for several years now, and we only talk on the phone about once a month, or something.”

“Of course,” Olivia laughed, “I have a feeling that if I ever really wanted, or needed anything, all I’d have to do is call him up and ask for it. In a lot of ways, he sounds a bit like your father – throw money at it, and hope it goes away.”

“Yeah, that’s basically how it is here,” Joshua agreed. “And the worst part is Mari Issa acts like she owns the place now, and nobody will pony up to tell her otherwise. “She’s one of the main reasons why I’m not going to get naked just so you can fulfill your task over the phone. I never know when that hussy might just decide to waltz in here and help herself to some of my stuff.”

“Well, borrow. Borrow some of my stuff, that is,” Joshua corrected, snorting in distaste. “She’s borrowed my radio, several of my books, and my laptop so far, and hasn’t ever returned with any of them!”

“And if I complain to father, he just grunts and tells me to be nice and share with my sister. If I complain to mother, she almost cries and tells me think of how terrible that poor little girl has had it, and to not be so selfish. ‘Be thankful that it wasn’t you who was raised up in that unloving hellhole like she was!’ Mother makes it almost sound like it was my fault somehow, just like father’s!” Sighing deeply, Joshua had to resist the impulse to throw his phone against the wall in disgust.

“And the absolute worst part,” Joshua sighed, frowning heavily, “I don’t even believe she’s father’s child. She doesn’t look anything like any of us, and that woman was probably sleeping around with a dozen guys at the same time back then! Mari Issa could be the bastard child of any of them!”

“I really don’t think she’s my sister at all,” Joshua snorted. “That’s why I call her my n’ister – not a sister! Until she can do a DNA test, or something similar, and prove she’s related by blood, I’m never going to think of her as – or call her – a sister. That damn girl is just a parasite who’s leeching the life out of my family,” Joshua sighed, unhappily.

“So why don’t you do a DNA test to find out for certain,” Olivia asked, innocently.

“Because they’re expensive and I’m broke,” Joshua told her, sighing heavily.

“Mother will pay for it,” Olivia giggled. “After all, you’re her son too now – at least, as far as she’s concerned you are. That means your sister would be her second daughter – if she’s actually your sister. If she’s not, and she’s just an imposter pretending to be one of her children… Then… Then…

“KA-BOOM!” Olivia half squealed, waving her hands so wild and frantically exaggeratedly, that she ended up rolling over and flopping off the edge of her bed.

“Thunk!”

“Yeouch!”

“Are you okay?” Blinking bewilderedly, Joshua stared stupefied into his phone, watching as Olivia slowly got up and giggled embarrassed in front of the camera.

“And that’s how big the explosion would be,” Olivia laughed, trying to act like everything was normal.

“But are you okay?” Joshua asked again, obviously concerned.

“Oh, I’m fine,” Olivia laughed, bouncing back up atop her bed once again. “I just bruised my pride a little there,” she admitted, blushing slightly. “But I’m serious. If you get something to compare against, I’m certain mother would pay to have a DNA test done for you – just so I’d know for certain if she was actually a sister-in-law, or not.”

“I… I can’t ask her to do that,” Joshua sighed. “I’m not like that woman, and I’m not going to take advantage of my newfound family. You and your mother might say I’m part of your family now, but if I ever took advantage of it, I wouldn’t be able to think of myself as being a part of it,” Joshua told her. “I’d just end up thinking of myself as a leech, and I don’t want to be that type of person either.”

“Then what’s your plan for dealing with such a girl?” Olivia asked, frowning slightly.

“I’d half-way considered making her one of my Eternal Companions,” Joshua admitted. “She wouldn’t be able to lie to me then, and I’d be allowed to view a lot of her information as her Eternal Lord. If she is my sister, then it really doesn’t seem that odd for me to have her as a companion — I just wouldn’t do any of the kinky tasks and such with her. If she isn’t my sister, then I could spank her ass, treat her like a cheap slave-girl, and take all my frustrations out on her.”

“Either way, it would’ve been a win-win,” Joshua sighed, “but I can’t do that now. On the one in a million chance that she is my sister, I can’t have her as a harem-girl. Even the thought of something like that makes my stomach churn. Even if she isn’t my sister,” Joshua admitted, “I dislike her too much to think of her as a harem-girl. I might could think of her as a companion, but nothing intimately related at all.”

“Sorry.” Blushing slightly, Olivia hung her head lightly. “I didn’t…” She didn’t finish whatever else she was going to say, instead she just looked disappointed in herself.

“It’s okay,” Joshua sighed. “It’s probably for the best that she’s not a companion any way. I honestly don’t like her at all, and I don’t know if I ever will. My goal now is to just work up the Inspect Skill until it gives me enough detailed information to know the truth.”

“If I find out she’s not actually my sister, and she knows she’s not, then I might…” Gritting his teeth, Joshua glared hard into the camera of his phone. “I might just KA-BOOM just as bad as your mother,” Joshua finished, tossing his arms apart energetically.

“KA-Thunk!” Flying from his hand, Joshua’s phone bounced off the wall and laid dead on his floor.

“HEY! What’s going on up there?! Are you alright?” His mother’s voice echoed up the steps almost instantly.

“Yeah! I’m fine!” Joshua yelled back down at her. “I just dropped something!” Heading over to pick up his new uPhone, Joshua was heartbroken to see the cracked glass and the rainbow-hued plastic behind it.

“Shit! I guess that’s one way to hang up the phone.” Sighing deeply, he slowly undressed down to his underwear and then climbed on into the bed for the night, thinking about how sucky it was going to be to have to go back to his old econo-model phone again. One thing was for certain — he definitely wasn’t going to tell his parents he just broke his new one!