CHAPTER 22

I didn't understand what she was telling me, "What do you mean I have to help?" I asked her, not that she knew it but I had already helped by planting the camera. Anything beyond this point would likely incriminate me.

"You're the only person I've told about this, you live closer than anyone else, and you know me. Surely you must care about me enough to want to help me?" she said. I was hit by the urge to ask her to not call me Shirley, but this wasn't the right time.

"Of course I do, I just don't know what to do." I told her, she nodded her head and thought for a moment, "I mean," I began, "What do you want from it? If you want them to pay for what they've done then you should go right to the police."

She thought about it but shook her head, "I'm not going into care." she told me, "I need some time to think about all of this. I'm staying at Paige's tonight."

"Paige the lesbian?" I asked.

"She's not a lesbian, she just, I don't know." she said getting up and crossing my room. "Are your parents going to be looking for that?" I asked her. I knew the answer, but I had to play it simple. "They're both out at the moment," she replied, "But maybe I should copy the video and put the camera back." she suggested.

I looked down at thee floor for a moment, "You seem to be dealing with this better than most people probably would." I said. I brought my eyes back up to her and she was staring down at the camera in her hands.

"I'm repulsed. Angry. Repulsed and angry pretty much sums it up. Oh, and disgusted." she added. "But as I said, there's always been something perverse about that house. The way my mother looks at you, for example."

"Me?" I asked with genuine surprise.

"Yeah, and I won't even go into the daydreams my Dad has whenever your little sister is playing out the front." she said.

I suddenly felt a mixture of anger and intrigue. Faye's Mom was pretty attractive, they shared the same figure after all. But her Dad eyeing up Bobbie was enough for me to want to rip out his lungs.

"Anyway, I better go and pack a bag." She said about to leave.

"Well," I said, "Don't accept anything from them that may be drugged." I told her. She rolled her eyes at me, "Thank you captain obvious." she said.

Just as we reached the bottom of the stairs a thought occurred to me, "Faye, are you like, naked and shit on that camera?" I asked her. She had a very blank expression on her face for a moment before replying, "Yeah,"

"And you wanted me to plug it in and watch?" I asked her with half a smile on my face, her face dropped for a moment as she turned to pull open the front door.

"Please," she said, "It's not like you haven't seen it all through your telescope." she said leaving the house and closing the door behind her.

Fuck, I thought to myself, how did she know?

Since falling into a new love with Mom, my obsession with Faye had very much taken a back seat. At first I thought I could blame it on something as simple as her changing the colour of her hair. But I knew that wasn't it. I guess in the end everyone has that unobtainable crush, that they eventually move on from when something real comes along to replace it.

Was that it? Had I replaced Faye with Mom? True I was enjoying an incredible and unbelievable relationship with Mom, but would that same kind of relationship be available to me with Faye? I was closer to her now than I had ever been, but there was the friendship wall that had been built. It took a certain level of trust for her to come to me when she discovered what her parents had been doing to her. And maybe that kind of trust only exists in friendships.

I walked through to the kitchen, Mom and Bobbie were in the garden and I saw them as I approached the window. They were both laid out on the grass, under the heavy ray of sunshine that our sun trap of a garden provided. I knew that tomorrow was going to be back to school, and a day like this wouldn't come around again for a while, so I decided to take off my t-shirt and join them.

The heat hit me and the sun blinded me as I walked out into the garden. Mom turned her head towards me and covered her eyes to see me.

"Everything okay with Faye?" she asked, I walked around the pair of them and sat near their feet, Mom had slipped into a light blue bikini and Bobbie had dropped he straps on her summer dress. Both of them laid out with their oiled limbs shining in the light.

"I'm not sure, she discovered something about her parents, and doesn't know what to do." I said. Mom raised her eyebrows and I knew that she wanted to talk about it, but with Bobbie laying next to her she had to keep herself quiet.

Bobbie raised her knee's and with a puffed sigh, she separated her legs. My eyes instantly locked onto her tight little vagina, "Bobbie," I said almost in a whisper, "You're not wearing any underwear."

"I know," she replied, "I couldn't find any." she told me. Mom looked at me and smiled, shaking her head and rolling her eyes before dropping her head back down to the ground.

"You don't wanna get sun burn there kiddo, maybe put on some more lotion." Mom suggested, and with that Bobbie reached over for the lotion and squirted some into her palm. She reached down and began massaging it into her skin.

I could feel my cock stiffen as she delicately moistened her thighs, and then running her fingers around her vagina. She looked up at me with a screwed up face, struggling to see me with the sun beating down on us.

"Is it done?" she asked, I took my eyes off of her crotch for a moment to look into her eyes, "Yeah, I'd say so." I told her.