Chapter 4

My sister carries this really big bag around. About a year back, she got into wearing biker clothes and had all of the accessories to go along with it. That’s where the bag comes in. She went digging through it and pulled out two cameras.

“I thought this other one was on my desk,” she said. She handed it to me. “Hang on to it while you’re in here. You may have some more stories to tell.”

I took the camera and turned it on. I checked the card, and it was empty, so I told Glen and Nancy to stand against one wall. I took a couple of them.

“OK, sis. I want you in the next one.”

“Why me?”

“Why not? We’re all friends now. Besides, I know that you used to have a crush on Glen two years ago.” She blushed, then looked at Glen. “Come on. Step over there with them.”

The second she touched Nancy to stand next to her, it hit me. I was reading her thoughts. At first, they were jumbled with theirs, but I was able to single hers out.

“ ... touches that girl one more time, I’m going off on her. He’s mine...”

I couldn’t help it. I looked right at Em. She looked at me and smiled. She stepped away from them then.

“Take the picture already, Adam,” she said.

I clicked off one picture, then turned the camera off. I looked at Em, then at the camera, then turned around. I put the camera on the bed.

“He read my mind. Shit. He can read me.”

“Yes. For some reason, sis, I can.”

She had stepped away from them and was now behind me. I turned toward her, and it looked as if she was about to cry.

“You touched them. At first, it was all three of you. Then I narrowed it down to just yours. Now you don’t have to be touching anyone. I don’t understand it.”

“You read my thoughts? What did you read?”

“It was just before you stepped away from them. You’re still angry because I was touching Nancy. You said that I am yours.”

She turned and put her hands over her mouth. I knew she was crying, but there was nothing I could do.

“I ... uh ... think we need to leave now,” Glen said.

“No,” Em said. “Please stay.” She settled down and turned to them. “I don’t blame you, Nancy. I don’t even think I’m still angry about him touching you. This is all just so...”

“I know what you mean,” Nancy said. “The first time he read me, I wanted to run away. Up until then, I thought my thoughts were private. Who knows how many people there are out there that can do the same thing.

“When you think about Adam, what do you think of? Don’t answer that. I’ll tell you. You naturally think about what you want him to do to and with you in bed, but there is more to it than that. You picture the long walks, playing on a playground at night, swimming, boating, and playing with your children, just like other people do.

“You want to be there with him twenty-four-seven. You feel miserable when you’re apart, and when you’re together, because you can’t express how you feel. I don’t care anymore. I don’t care if the whole world knows. Our parents know, and are fine with it only if we are happy. We are ... extremely. You can have that too, Em. You and Adam were meant for each other, and I don’t need to read anyone’s thoughts to tell that.”

“If it will help,” Glen said. “I’ll let you kiss me to see if you still have that crush on me.” He smiled.

Em just stood there for a minute, then burst out laughing. It took a minute for her to calm herself. She looked up at Glen.

“I’m sorry, Glen. You were replaced.” She looked at me. “If you can truly read my thoughts, you know now how I feel about you. Like Nancy, I don’t care either. We may have a little trouble getting it past Mom and Dad, but it will be their loss if they disown us.” She just looked at me for a minute. “Read me. I want you to read my thoughts just like you did Nancy’s.”

“Uh, sis? Are you sure that you want me to do that right now?”

“Yes.”

“But, you don’t have any panties on under that dress,” I whispered. When she gave up the biker stuff, she went to dresses and skirts.

“You touched her pussy, and you don’t want Glen to see mine?”

“You ... You want him to see you. You want everyone to see you naked.” I paused. “Kewl.”

“There will be one exception. You can sleep with her scent on your pillow, but mine will be on your pajama pants ... unless you want to take them off.”

“I ... think I’ll ... leave them on for now.”

I sat on the bed, then Em flipped her skirt up and sat in my lap. I had been getting hard thinking about it, but now my pajama-clad dick was wedged into the crack of her ass. She had my hands on her bare thighs, just like Nancy had. It hit me.

“It was ... two days ago. You were in your room ... in bed. You were thinking about when you saw my hands near Nancy’s pussy. You wanted to tear her apart, then jump on me. You finally calmed down, then decided to take a long bubble bath.

“You went to the bathroom and dropped your robe. You pulled your hair back and tied it up. Instead of dropping your hands, you put them on either side of your throat, then slowly slid them down to cup your ... tits. You lifted them, thinking that they weren’t as big as Nancy’s. You tweaked your nipples, and that excited you.