35 comments/ 86316 views/ 135 favorites Silence Is... Sexy By: Tyzmartar NOTE - This is fictional, everyone engaged in sex is 18. Thanks to ThatEditorGuy for taking a look at the story. ***** "My life is over!" Carla exclaimed. "They're not that bad. Lots of people have braces," her mother commented. "Not when they're about ready to start college. People are going to think that I'm thirteen!" she cried. "How did that tree taste when you bit it so hard?" Daniel asked her. He was her brother and wouldn't ever let her live this down. She had gone on a ski trip in Switzerland with her boyfriend and his family and ended up smacking into a European spruce. In addition to loosening several of her teeth, she had broken her leg and suffered some rather extensive bruising on her face. Although he teased her, in reality he was happy that she was home and other than her attitude, she seemed to be OK. "Shut up, prick!" Carla retorted. "Carla, Daniel, you two had better try and get along. Start working on it now cause you know your father and I are leaving next week." "Oh Mom! You can't leave me with him! John will take care of me," Carla said. John was her boyfriend. "You mean like 'snuff you out' take care of you? Because it looks like he came pretty close last time," Daniel commented. "It wasn't his fault!" Carla whined. "Your brother has a point. John can come over if he wants, but you're going to be staying here. I just want to have you alive when we get back from our trip," her mother said. "I'll take good care of you," Daniel said. When his mother wasn't looking, but his sister still was, he drew a finger across his throat to suggest her impending doom. ***** Daniel came home late in the afternoon from the golf course the next day. Although not a star, he was on the university's golf team and wanted to get some practice in before the season started up. The first sight that greeted him when he entered the house was his sister wiping away tears and blowing her nose into a tissue. It would seem that she had turned the living room into her personal laboratory of self pity while he was out. Before he could even say a word, she waved him off. "Go away!" she shouted. She appeared to be utterly miserable. He found his mother in the kitchen. "So, what's wrong with her this time?" he asked. "The wonderful John called and informed her that he thought that they needed some time apart," his mother replied. "She probably drove him crazy after she hit that tree. I can't blame him for not wanting to be around her. Still, what an asshole," Daniel commented. "Yeah," his mother agreed. "Look, Danny, do me a favor and try to be nice to her. I honestly don't know what to do with her. I don't even know if your father and I should go away now," she said. "Don't be silly, you guys have been waiting to go to the islands for years. I can handle her, I'll just switch tactics. If that doesn't work, I'll just lock her in the basement," he replied. "I hope it doesn't come to that, the poor girl," his mother said with a sigh. Daniel decided to let Carla have her space for a while before he went and talked to her. It was after dark, she was laying on her bed in her room. "What do you want?" she asked, seeing his approach. "I just wanted to say that I'm sorry about John. It's no fun to see you crying all of the time. I was wondering if there was anything that I could do for you," he replied. "Oh. I thought you were just going to pick on me some more," she said. "Usually, but not this time. Do you need anything?" "Well, I...do you promise that you won't pick on me?" she asked. "Promise," he replied. "I have to go to the bathroom," she said. "Do you want me to help you into your wheelchair or something?" he asked. "Yeah. I need help pulling my shorts down and getting onto the toilet. Mom's been helping me, could you get her if you don't want to do it?" she asked. "No, I'll do it. She's going to be leaving in a couple of days anyway. I might as well get used to it," he said. Carla had a heavy cast on her left leg the ran from the top of her foot to about eight inches above her knee. She had crutches, but was still sore enough throughout her entire body that she couldn't use them properly yet. She had to spend much of her time laying down with her leg elevated. With some help from her brother, she got into her wheelchair and they headed to the bathroom. "All right. How do you want to do this?" he asked. "I need you to help me balance while I pull down my shorts. Then I'll just kind of spin and sit down on the potty," she said. They accomplished the task easy enough, though Daniel did feel a bit uncomfortable in seeing his sister's naked ass. He got a pretty good glimpse at her pussy, too, when she first sat down. Daniel quickly turned his back and headed for the door. Carla was somewhat amused that she was making her brother squirm. "What's wrong, Danny? You don't like to watch ladies pee? I didn't think that you would mind, considering what I found in your DVD collection," she called to him. "Well I...hey, you went through my stuff?" He couldn't really argue with the fact that he had several x-rated videos in his room. He thought that they were in a place where no one else would find them. Apparently that was not the case. "Yeah, I went through your room a while ago. I wanted to see if you had anything interesting in there I might want. I didn't find anything worth stealing, though. I'm done, by the way," she added. "And here I am trying to be nice. I ought to just leave you there," he said. He went and helped her up anyway. They went back to her room and got her on her bed in a comfortable position. "Thanks Danny. I couldn't help but pick on you when I saw your face turn red. I think it's just a natural instinct to rub it in, you know?" she asked. "Yeah, I know." He supposed that he would rather have her be a smart ass than be moping around all brokenhearted. "Why don't you text me if you need something? I'll be in my room, I'm going to go make sure that nothing's missing." ***** Daniel drove his parents to the airport on the morning that their trip began. After the farewells and several promises to be nice to his sister, he returned home. Carla was laying on the couch, watching TV. She still wasn't in the best of moods, she was having a hard time getting over John. Several of her friends had been over to visit, but they seemed to only depress her more when she had to tell the story of everything that had happened to her in the past weeks. "How you feeling there, my little angel?" Daniel asked. "Bored," she replied, ignoring the sarcasm. "Your face is looking a lot better. You're almost back to being the beautiful little sister that I know and love," he said. She did look much better than she had when she had first returned home from her disaster of a ski trip. The bruising and swelling on her face was almost gone. "Don't you ever get tired of picking on me?" she asked. "I'm not picking. You're beautiful and I love you. I kind of have to, being your brother and all." "Thanks, I guess. Love you too, but only because I have to," she said. "So, can I get you anything? Want me to give you a sponge bath?" he asked. "You're such a pervert. I can wash myself, thanks," she replied. She tried to sound disgusted, but couldn't help but smile. "You didn't seem to have a problem peeing in front of me the other night. Are you sure that makes me the pervert?" he asked. "That was different because it was hilarious. Your face turned so red that I thought your head might explode," she pointed out. "Yeah, I don't think I was meant to watch such things," he responded. "You must have seen it before, I went through your DVD's, remember? You liked it, just admit it," she said. "Well, we'll see how you like peeing in your pants for the next eight days. I don't think I'm going to help you again." "That's all right. I think I can do it now with my crutches, anyway. You can still watch if you want," she chuckled. "Would you stop it with that? I'm sure if I went through your room I'd find something I could use against you. If only I could find a time to do it without you being able to stop me. Hey, how about right now?" he wondered aloud. Daniel grabbed his sister's wheelchair and headed off in the direction of her bedroom. "Danny! Don't be an asshole, don't do that! Danny!" she called after him as he disappeared down the hallway. Daniel didn't actually go into Carla's room. He was going to take a shower. It was fun to let her think he was going through her stuff. Served her right. It didn't take him too long, and when he was done he went back to the living room. Carla was still on the couch, of course, looking miserable again. "I don't know about you, sis. And you called me a pervert!" he teased. "You shouldn't have gone through my stuff and you wouldn't have seen anything. Bring my chair over here and leave me alone!" she yelled. She was seething. He pushed the wheelchair back over by the couch. "Relax, I didn't even go into your room, I just took a shower. I just wanted to make you sweat a little. I'm not super nosy like you," he said. He was pretty curious as to what she had in her room that she was getting so defensive about, though. One look at her brother and Carla could tell that he was probably telling the truth. His hair was still wet and he had on different clothes. She relaxed visibly. "Oh, all right. I'm sorry I yelled. There's stuff in there I don't want you to see, all right? Promise me you won't go snooping OK?" she asked. "I promise. I still ought to though. You looked through mine," he stated. "I didn't really go through your stuff, either. I went in your room to get your copy of 'Thor' because Mom and I wanted to watch it when you were out one night. You left the case to your porno on top of your DVD player. I couldn't help but see it. I didn't tell Mom or anything. I won't pick on you about it anymore," she said, acting like she was about to cry. Daniel put a hand on her shoulder. "Hey, you can pick on me about whatever you want. You're allowed. I'll try not to leave any filthy porn lying around for you to find, though. Do you want me to go, or do you want to hang out?" he asked. Carla shrugged her shoulders. "We can hang out if you want. I don't have any plans except to lay here and be miserable. My leg's been bugging me the last couple of days," she replied. "You've been miserable enough lately. What can I do to cheer you up?" he asked. "Well..." Daniel sat on the couch with his sister's feet on his lap. He was just finishing up painting her toenails a lime-green color. It seemed to take him forever. He'd get one done only to have his sister say there was something wrong with it. Then he would have to clean it off and start over. "How's that?" he asked, not sure whether he would like the answer or not. "They look very pretty now. Thank you, Danny," she smiled, revealing her braces. She was right, they did remind Daniel of when she was thirteen and had braces on back then. These were a slightly different style from what she had. She wouldn't have to wear them for nearly as long as she did the first time, either. "What are you smiling at?" she asked. "I was just thinking about how cute you look with your braces. It reminds me when you had them the first time," he replied. Carla sighed. "I was afraid of that. People are going to think I'm a little kid." "Well, if these people take a look at your body, I'm pretty sure they won't think you're a little kid," he said. "What do you mean?" she asked. "I mean you're a grown woman, and you have the body of one," he replied, his eyes moving to the firm mounds of her breasts. "Oh. You're talking about my boobs then. How clever." "Can't you just take a compliment when I give you one?" Daniel asked, exasperated. "I'm sorry Danny. I just get bitchy sometimes," she said. "Yeah, I know. Move your legs, I'm getting up." Daniel had had enough of his sister for the time being. He had been trying to cheer her up but was starting to think that he might not be able to. Maybe she was just destined to be a miserable bitch for the rest of her life. He avoided her for the next few hours. He figured if she really needed something, he would hear her screaming. ***** Carla lay on the couch, thinking about her situation. She missed John. Even though she knew he was kind of an arrogant, rich-kid jerk, she had thought that he would stick by her side while she recovered from her injuries. As soon as their plane touched down state-side, he split. It would seem that she wasn't worth his time now that he wasn't able to fuck her at his convenience. He had said that he loved her countless times over the past year. He was such a fake. Carla was also hoping that she didn't irritate her brother too much. They had always been fairly mean to each other, but she had to admit that he was being pretty great to her lately. She was sure that he had gone to look through her room earlier, and that would have been supremely embarrassing. He probably would have found her vibrator, but what she was mostly worried about were the pictures. She had a small collection of photos that she and John had taken. They were mostly of her, some involving him and her. They were all very explicit. Carla realized that she should have probably gotten rid of them, but she couldn't bring herself to. There was something that she found amazingly hot about getting her picture taken, and just looking at them was enough to excite her. It was the best masturbation that she ever had. Pretty soon she found herself heading to her room for a little alone time. Daniel was in the kitchen, carving himself off a piece of watermelon. He heard his sister go into her room and shut the door. It was a good thing that she was getting around on her own better than what she had been. It probably wasn't all that easy. He was just getting ready to dig into his slice when the doorbell rang. Sadly, he abandoned his fruit and went to open the door. It was Carla's friend, Karen. Karen was much different from his sister, which was one of the reasons that he always had liked her. She was a tall girl, close to six feet. Slender, but also seemed to fill out whatever outfit she was wearing nicely. Karen wore glasses that led Daniel to refer to her as 'the sexy librarian' whenever she wasn't around. She was soft spoken and friendly, she and Daniel had always gotten along. "Hi, come in," Daniel said. "Hi. I came to see how your sister is doing," she said with a smile. Daniel smiled back. "Sure. She's pretty bummed out about John, but I think that she's healing up nicely. Do you think you could try and cheer her up a little? I've been trying, but I think that I get on her nerves more than anything else," he said. "I'm sure that she appreciates it, Danny. I'll see what I can do, though," she replied. "OK then. She just went into her room." Karen went down the hall while Daniel went back to his watermelon. She knocked on the door to Carla's room and announced her presence. "Carla, it's Karen. Are you up for a visit?" she asked. She had her hand on the door knob, but it was locked. "I'm, I'm just changing my clothes. I'll be out in a minute," replied Carla, her voice sounding strained. "All right," Karen responded. She didn't think much of it, oblivious to the fact that Carla was actually in her room masturbating to naked pictures of herself. She went to find Daniel to chat with him for a bit. "What, did she kick you out already?" he asked. "No. She's locked in her room changing her clothes," Karen said. "Locked in her room, huh? Must be she thought I was going to spy on her," he said in between bites of his watermelon. "Do you do that a lot?" she asked, cocking an eyebrow. "Spy on her? Naw, I wouldn't dare. Have you ever made her mad before? Terrifying. Want some watermelon?" he offered. "Sure," Karen smiled. After a few minutes, Carla came rolling into the kitchen to join them. "Well, if it isn't my brother and the sexy librarian. You two look chummy," she stated. "What?" Karen giggled. "The sexy librarian, that's what he calls you when you're not around," Carla informed her. Karen smiled. Daniel turned crimson red. "I swear to God, Carla! Karen, do you think you could teach her to be nice?" Daniel whined, clearly embarrassed. The three of them ate watermelon and made small talk for a while. When he found that Karen was going to stick around for a bit, Daniel decided that he would slip away to hit some golf balls over at the range. The girls ended up back in the living room so that Carla could lie down and put her leg up. "So, is your brother seeing anyone?" Karen asked. "Not right now, I don't think. Why? You gonna try to make a man out of him?" Carla wondered. "I don't know about that, but I wouldn't mind going out with him sometime," Karen replied. "Why?" Carla had to ask. She found it hard to believe that her friend was actually attracted to him. "Oh come on! He's sweet, he's funny, and he's pretty good looking," Karen explained. "He's certainly funny, I give you that. I don't know about the other two, though. He did paint my toenails this morning, I guess that was kind of sweet," Carla said. "You're just too busy ripping on him all the time to see him the way that I do. Your nails look nice, by the way." ***** Daniel was driving back from the range, trying to think of things he could do that would irritate his sister. He wouldn't have to do them immediately, he could stash them away in his brain for the right moment. For some reason, he was coming up blank. He'd hate to think that he was getting soft in his old age. Maybe he could check the internet later for some inspiration. He thought that he might be better off being nice to her for a little while so that he could ply her for information about Karen, anyway. He wouldn't mind taking the sexy librarian out sometime. The girls were still in the living room when he made it back to the house. They seemed to be captivated by teenage pregnancy on MTV. "Hello ladies. How's my little sis-monster doing? Were you OK without me?" he asked. "Yeah Danny, I survived the whole hour and a half without you. It wasn't hard, really," Carla replied. "I was thinking about dinner in a little while. Karen, will you be joining us?" Daniel asked. "Not tonight, thanks. I'm going to have be leaving here in a little bit. I might take you up on your offer some other time, though, if you wanted," Karen suggested. "Sure, whenever you like. I'll look forward to it. What do you want to have, Carla?" "I think I've lost my appetite," Carla replied, rolling her eyes. Eventually, they decided to order in and got some Chinese. While they were in the kitchen eating, Carla was studying her brother, trying to figure out just what it was that Karen saw in him. He had his head tilted forward, sucking in a large clump of noodles. "I just don't see it," she mumbled to herself. "See what?" he asked, raising an eyebrow. "Oh, Karen seems to be attracted to you for some reason," she explained. "Do you think that I'd be able to take her out?" he asked. "I don't know, could you? She seems to be willing enough." "Is it going to make you mad? Cause I won't if you're not comfortable with it," he said, slurping some more noodles. "What difference does it make what I feel about it?" she asked. "Look, why do you have to be so difficult? All I want to know is if it would be too weird for you if I dated one of your friends," he said. "So you're saying you won't date her if I say 'no'?" she asked. "Right." "Even though you think that she's sexy and she obviously likes you?" she asked. Silence Is... Sexy Ch. 02 NOTE – This is the second and final chapter of Daniel and Carla's tale. I am not all that keen on progressing stories past the point of when the hero and heroine get together (that's the fun part for me, the build up). With this, though, there were enough questions left unanswered and actions not taken to where they deserved a second chapter to wrap things up. Thanks for reading! -------------------- Daniel found his way to the kitchen after spending the night on the floor of his sister's bedroom. It wasn't very comfortable. The carpet wasn't nearly as soft as a mattress, but it was better than nothing. Being near Carla was worth the temporary backache. He longed to crawl into bed with her and lick her awake, but alas, they no longer had the house all to themselves. He settled for giving her a soft kiss on the cheek before gathering his bedding and throwing it back in his room. After a quick stop in the bathroom, he headed to the kitchen, smelling freshly brewed coffee. Both Sharon and Jerry looked up from the table as their son entered. It was a rare occasion that Daniel was able to see his father in the morning. Since his parents had come home a day early from their vacation, he had the day off. "Good morning," Daniel mumbled, reaching for a mug. "Morning," his parents replied. "So, have you been sleeping with your sister the entire time that we were gone?" his father asked. Daniel cringed at the question, managing to avoid dropping his coffee cup into the sink with a quick juggling act. "What?" he croaked. "What your father is asking is if you had been keeping an eye on her like that all the time. You were sleeping on her floor this morning, I know that you stayed with her every night in the hospital. We just think it's wonderful that you care so much," his mother explained. "Oh...it sounded kind of weird the way Dad said it. Yeah, I have, it makes her feel better. I want to make sure that she's all right, you know?" Daniel replied. "I see. It's just...quite a change after watching you fight like cats and dogs for last fifteen years. What have you got planned for the day?" Jerry asked. "I dunno, I was just going to hang out, I guess. See what Carla wants to do," he replied. "Why don't you let your mother play nurse maid for the day? She's been dying to every since we left. I was thinking you and I could hit the links. You feel like giving your old man a lesson?" Jerry asked. Daniel didn't get a chance to go golfing with his father very often. As much as he wanted to be at his new love's beck and call, he thought it would be difficult to explain why he would decline an offer of quality father/son time. Besides, he could use the practice. "Sure Dad, that sounds great." ***** It was late into the morning by the time that Carla had opened her eyes. Even though her brother was gone, she smiled when she thought of him coming into her room last night. She was kind of hoping that Daniel would have been a bit more naughty, but after showering her with kisses, he went to sleep on the floor beside her. She thought it was sweet even though she was left with an aching to be fulfilled sexually. Having their parents home was going to be difficult, indeed. Even more so that her mother didn't work and she was sure to be checking on her every couple of minutes. The frustration of it all was getting to her and they had only been home for one night! Carla had barely left her room before her mother accosted her in the hall. "Good morning dear! I was wondering if you were ever going to get up. Can I get you anything?" she asked. "Yeah well, I think the pain meds pretty much knock me out. I've been sleeping in lately. I just need to go to the bathroom, I guess," Carla replied. Once done freshening up, Carla was treated to a breakfast the likes of which she had not seen in a long time. As wonderful as her brother was, her mother was by far the better chef. "This looks great, Mom. Where's Danny? I can't possibly eat all of this by myself," she said, staring at the giant stack of blueberry pancakes on the table. "Oh, he and your father went golfing. They probably won't be back until later this afternoon," Sharon replied. "Oh," Carla said. She was hoping that Daniel would be around. She didn't get much of chance to hang out with him the day before and was thinking that she could convince him to take her someplace where they could be alone for a while. Or just play chess with her, or anything really. It was silly, she knew, but she missed him when he wasn't there, even if it was just for a little while. "You look disappointed, dear. Don't you want your mother to take care of you for a little while? You need to give your poor brother a break," Sharon said. "I know," Carla replied. "I guess I just kind of got used to him being with me all of the time the last week or so. It feels kind of strange when he's gone, is all." "I realize that it's probably fun for you to have Danny do whatever you want, but you have to be careful not to wear him out," Sharon advised. "It's not like that, Mom. We...have fun. I don't make him do anything," replied Carla, not happy that she was being accused of taking advantage of Daniel. "Well OK, I'm glad that you two are getting along so well." ***** The first full day with their parents back was agonizing for Daniel and Carla. They hadn't realized how deeply that they had fallen for each other until they weren't able to actually touch each other. The constant hovering presence of their mother made their casual caresses and nonchalant kisses impossible. After only a day of this they were feeling tortured, being around each other with no contact of any significance just was not going to do. Carla was laying with her head on a pillow in Daniel's lap on the couch in the living room while they watched some TV that evening. They figured that seemed innocent enough, even though they did get some funny looks from their father. Their mother smiled over at them occasionally. The two were trying their best to act normal, they knew that their parents weren't used to any displays of affection between them, they were going to have to break them in slowly. After a little while, Daniel got up and announced that he was going to get a hold of his buddies and see what they were up to the next day before it got too late. Not long after he was gone, Carla felt her phone vibrating in her pocket. "How's it going?" sent Daniel. "Not good. I'm burning up inside," she replied. "I know what you mean. There are so many things that I want to do with my girl and I just can't :(," he sent. "I wish my man could get me out of here." "He'll probably come up with something for tomorrow, so you two can be alone," came the text. "Really? What will he do to me when he gets me alone, do you think?" she asked. "I imagine that he will want to make love to you," Daniel replied. "This stupid brace will make things difficult." "He could figure something out without hurting you," he sent. "That would be nice, I want him inside of me so bad!" she replied. "He thinks you are the hottest girl on the planet," Daniel sent. "He always says nice things about me," Carla sent. "He loves you." "I love him so much," Carla replied. "But I better get come cock tomorrow or I'll be pissed," she added quickly. "Hehe, as long as you don't mind cheap motels," he sent. "That's what they're for, I think," she replied. ":) Gotta go for now." "k." Daniel went back to the living room and resumed his position on the couch with his sister. She still had her phone out and was playing with it as to not make it too evident that it was her brother that had texted her. "I'm gonna go to the lake tomorrow with Matt. We're going to take his dad's boat out and do a little fishing," he announced. It wasn't unheard of for him to do this. Daniel wasn't much of a fisherman by any means and it had been a long time since he had gone, but he felt as though the story was plausible. He had gone with him a few times the previous summer, though he didn't really enjoy it. It was more for the parties afterward at Matt's parents' cottage. He didn't like lying to his parents, either, but he was making an exception. Lust and passion had pushed honesty down a notch on his list of attributes. "And how is Matt, these days?" Sharon asked. "I don't really know, haven't talked to him in a while," Daniel replied truthfully. "Well, say hello to him for me. He always was a sweet boy," she said. "Is it just going to be you and Matt?" Carla asked. "Yeah." "Can I go? I'm tired of just laying around all of the time. I want to ride on a boat," Carla said, playing into her brother's plan. "I don't know, honey. With that brace on your leg if you fall in the water you won't be able to swim," Sharon said. "That's what life jackets are for. Daddy, can I go please?" she asked, looking over at her father. "It's fine with me, but I don't think that you've even been invited have you? I'm not really the one to ask," Jerry replied, not taking his eyes from the television. "Danny?" she questioned, peering up at him from his lap. "I'll call Matt back and make sure, but it should be OK. You'll have to get up early, though, it's a long drive. We're gonna want to spend as much of the day on the water as we can. I'm not going to want to take all the time driving there and back if we only get to fish for a little bit." "Thank you, Danny. It'll be fun," she smiled up at him. Daniel did end up calling his friend Matt that night, but only to let him know that he was being used as a cover. He knew that the odds were slim, but Daniel didn't want to take the chance that Matt would call or show up to the house when he was supposed to be fishing with him. He told his friend that he was going to see a girl that he wasn't supposed to see, not mentioning that the girl was Carla, of course. Matt didn't have a problem with it and told him to take it easy until they could get together for real. Carla and her brother slept apart that night, as difficult as it was for them. They were able to rest easy, however, knowing that they would be able to spend most of the next day releasing some of their frustrations on each other. ***** True to his word, Daniel was in Carla's room shortly after dawn the next morning. He woke her by kissing the ticklish spot just under her chin. She opened her eyes with a giggle and a smile. "Are you ready for our fishing trip?" he asked. "I am so ready." After saying goodbye to their father, who was getting ready for work, Daniel grabbed his pole and tackle box from the garage and they hit the road. Carla didn't really know where they were going, and she didn't care. She was going to let her brother surprise her. "Thanks for getting me out of there, Danny. I spent one day alone with Mom and I felt like drowning myself in the bathtub just so I wouldn't have to hear her ask me if I needed anything," she said. "It's not the same when it was just you and I is it?" "Definitely not," she replied. "We have to get that apartment. There's no way that I can live at home another year, not when we can't...you know," he said. "I know what you mean, Danny," she said softly. Daniel drove for nearly an hour and a half, most of the way to the lake that he had told his parents that he was going to, before pulling into a parking lot that belonged to a small motel. He had the foresight to make a reservation, otherwise they would have been out of luck. It was vacation season and being near the lake, the place was packed. As it was, they had to kill some time before check out and their room was ready. They had some breakfast at a little diner across the street from the motel, neither one of them able to keep the smiles from their faces. "What are you smiling at?" Carla asked, poking at her rubbery, over-fried egg. "I'm just happy to be here," he replied. "What are you smiling about?" "I was just thinking about how cute you are when you smile. And I was thinking that I'd probably end up back in the hospital if I eat this egg," she said, causing them both to chuckle. "Let's just hope that the room is better than the food," Daniel said. "As long as it has a door that locks, I think we can make it work," Carla replied with a wink. ***** Eventually, the time came when the two were able to check in. Their room seemed nice enough, spartan but appeared to be clean. There was a bed and a shower, all that they really needed. They took little time to inspect the room, they were more interested in getting down to business. Daniel pushed his sister's wheelchair over to the bed and handed her crutches over so that she could stand. As usual, they had fallen into a mode where neither one of them were going to speak. Daniel ran his fingertips softly along the ribs on each side of his sister. Carla smiled a wide smile in anticipation, enjoying the gentle touch of her brother and revealing her braces. Daniel was almost disappointed that they were going to come off in a couple of weeks, there was something awfully cute about them that made Carla seem innocent...delicate somehow. Carla loved the way that her brother was looking at her. It was a cross between the worshiping glare of an awestruck lover and the carnivorous stare of a hungry predator. Personally, she liked a little bit of both. He got to his knees and removed her sneakers. He tugged her shorts down carefully over her brace until they lay on the floor around the foot that she was standing on. He did the same with her panties. With a grand gesture, Daniel indicated that she should lay on the bed. Carla shuffled around and did just that. Her brother took her crutches from her and set them out of the way while she arranged herself. Daniel pulled a pillow from the head of the bed and slid an arm underneath Carla's back, lifting her slightly off the mattress. He slid the pillow under her butt and let her back down, leaving her wonderful little pussy elevated and more accessible. At this point, he was out of pillows, there were only two and Carla had one under her head and the other under her ass. Luckily, he found a small pile of towels in the closet by the bathroom. He folded several of them up and placed them under his sister's broken leg to relieve any stress that was being put on it. Carla had wiggled out of her shirt and bra during this time and was waiting patiently to see what her brother had planned for her. With a slight tap on her good leg from Daniel, she spread her legs wide. He crawled onto the bed between them and admired his sister's sex that was on display before him. Bending forward, he touched the tip of his tongue to tiny pucker of her anus, more tickling than licking. Carla liked where this was going and let out a happy sigh. He traced a path from there to her swollen clit, then nibbled on her pussy lips one at a time. It had been a while since anyone had gone down on her, and Carla was having a hard time keeping quiet. It wasn't in her nature to begin with, and being so sensitive and aroused made it all the more difficult. She bit into the back of her hand to stifle her whimpering of delight. It was Daniel's first taste of his sister directly from the source, so to speak, and he was thoroughly enjoying himself. He used his tongue like a spear and thrust inside of her, sampling her fabulous juices. Carla used her free hand to tease her own nipples while Daniel went back to work on her clitoris. He sucked it into his mouth, dragging his tongue back and forth across it. It wasn't long after that that she arched her back and began to pound on the bed spread as and orgasm took control of her body. Daniel continued to lick and suck until the last of the spasms had passed. While his sister was taking a moment to recover, Daniel seized the opportunity to shed his clothing. Without putting any pressure on her body, he crawled over Carla and kissed her aggressively on the lips, making sure that she got a taste of her own pussy. He then moved from being over top of her to off to her side and pulled the pillow out from under her butt. With some gentle urging, he got his sister to roll onto her side, keeping her braced leg on the bed with most of her supporting weight on her hip. With Carla in this new position, Daniel spooned against her from behind, using a hand to help lift her good leg slightly, providing him a decent angle of entry. He lined the head of his cock up with the slippery entrance of her cunt and slowly fed it in. Even though she knew what was coming, his sister gasped as Daniel's manhood filled her. He kept going until his entire length had disappeared into her hungry vagina. Daniel found that in the position that they were in, it was easiest if he just rocked his hips back and forth, withdrawing a couple of inches before pushing back into her. It was a slow and gentle love making process, but very enjoyable for both. Daniel was nearly overcome with the incredible sensation of being inside of his sister for the first time. It didn't take long before the powerful grip of Carla's pussy around his cock led to a tightening of his balls as his climax arrived. He kept rocking back and forth into her while spurting his cum, breathing heavy, and trying to burn the memory of the event into his brain. He never wanted to forget the feeling of his release into Carla for the first time. Daniel and his sister had sex in its various forms on and off for most of the day, resulting in mutual nap time that lasted until early evening. Once the two cleaned up and got dressed they began speaking again. Carla had to visit her doctor in the morning, otherwise they would have just stayed there overnight. As it was, they were getting ready to head back home. "Well babe, are you about ready?" Daniel asked. "Are you sure we have to go? I mean, you paid for the room and everything. It would be a shame to waste the whole night just leaving it empty," Carla replied. She was tired and sore from the couple's actions over the course of the day, but still wrapped in the blissful afterglow of multiple orgasms. She didn't want it to end. "I'm sorry, but we probably ought to go. You have your appointment early and we told Mom and Dad that we'd be back tonight. I know it sucks, but I don't think that it would be any easier to leave in the morning," Daniel explained. Carla eventually relented and after checking out, the two made the lengthy drive back to their home. Despite their tryst coming to an end, they were in high spirits. Carla made up for the silence that they had maintained during the day by chatting her brother's ears off. Daniel thought that she must have inherited the trait from their mother, but his sister was able to pull off two hours of constant jabber without driving him insane. It was just beginning to get dark when the two pulled into their driveway. They managed to answer most of the questions from their parents about their day without appearing like they were trying to hide anything. "What time do you want me to be ready to take you in the morning dear?" Sharon asked Carla. "Oh, well, Danny's taking me. You don't have to worry about it, Mom," Carla replied. Sharon looked confused. "You shouldn't make your brother do that, honey. Wouldn't you rather have me take you?" she asked. "It's all right, he wants to," Carla said. Sharon was about to speak again, but Daniel spoke first. "Yeah, it's no problem," he said. Carla and Daniel both retired to their rooms shortly after the conversation was over. It had been a long day for them, and sleep sounded good. Sharon and Jerry were left alone in the living room. "What do you think has gotten into them?" Sharon asked her husband. "I don't know, but it certainly seems like their attitude toward each other has taken a one hundred and eighty degree turn, doesn't it?" Jerry asked back. Silence Is... Sexy Ch. 02 "I should say so. Maybe they're just getting older. I can't believe that Carla would rather have Danny take her than me." "Feeling left out? They're up to something, we just haven't figured out what it is yet," Jerry said. ***** Carla was laying on her bed with her phone on her chest when the first text came in. "How was your fishing trip?" Daniel asked. "It was the best trip that I've ever been on!" Carla replied. "I really had fun," he sent. "I never felt like that before," she sent. "What do you mean?" "My man loved me all day, we didn't just fuck," she explained. "That's because he loves you. He likes to take it slow and easy sometimes," Daniel sent. "I didn't want it to end, I love him so much." "It had to end, you wore him out, he needs time to recover," he sent. "He loves you more than anything," he added. "I feel so good just being with him," she sent. "He knows what you mean." "I'm falling asleep Danny. Gnite." she sent. "Me, too. Night, Carla," Daniel replied. ***** Daniel woke his sister the next morning with a nibbling kiss on the side of her neck and whispering in her ear. "Time to wake up, my sleeping beauty." "Mmm. You're so much nicer than my alarm clock," she muttered, rubbing her eyes. "I should hope so, I have a few more features," he chuckled. "I like your features," she said, smiling. Sharon was surprised when she woke up and went down to the kitchen. Both of her kids were dressed and ready to go, having breakfast and a civilized conversation. She had planned on making them something before they left. "You two are up early," she said. "Morning, Mom. Just wanted to get a head start on things, you know? There's some eggs and hash browns there if you want some," Daniel said. Sharon poured herself a cup of coffee and inspected her son's cooking carefully before fixing herself a small plate. It looked edible. She took a seat at the table. "What are you two up to? I want to know. I think it's great that your getting along so well, but I have to agree with your father. It's kind of...strange. I want to know why you're getting along all of a sudden," she said. Daniel and his sister froze, their stomachs constricting with a sudden nervous tension. Neither one was prepared to admit to their new love affair, nor did they know the extent of their parent's suspicions. "Well...I don't know I guess," he answered. "You don't know?" his mother asked with a raised eyebrow. Carla tried to save them some face. "OK. When I had to go back to the hospital, I guess we just realized that life is too short to fight all the time. We got talking about the future and stuff and school..." "And?" Sharon questioned. "We wanted to try and talk you guys into getting us an apartment near the university so we wouldn't have to drive back and forth every day. We wanted to work on being nice to each other and show you that we'd be able to live together. I know you don't want us to, but I think we could do it," Carla explained. Sharon smiled. "I knew you were up to something. Your father and I will have to talk about it," she said. "You mean you'd actually consider it?" Daniel asked. "Yes honey, I understand where you're coming from," Sharon replied. Daniel was relieved. Carla had killed two birds with one stone. "Thanks, Mom!" the two exclaimed in unison. They looked at each other and just had to laugh. Sharon chuckled a little, herself. "Now listen. I said that I understand where you're coming from, I didn't say that I like the idea. And you guys still have to convince your father, so don't get your hopes too high," Sharon said. Soon after breakfast, Daniel and Carla were in his car, bound for the doctor's office. They were grinning from ear to ear. "Wow, thanks Carla. Mom surprised me. I was scared," Daniel admitted. "I was too. Sometimes I can take care of you too, you know. I saved you from big, bad Mommy. Do you think she's actually thinking of letting us get an apartment?" Carla asked. "Oh you sold it, and she totally bought it," he said. Carla giggled. "Now you just have to put that wicked little tongue of yours to work on Dad," he added. "That wouldn't be proper, Danny. I think I'll just talk to him," she replied. "You know what I mean, Miss Naughty Thoughts." Carla shrugged her shoulders. "It's just my nature, sometimes I'm naughty," she said, batting her eyes and smiling over at her brother. ***** The stay at the doctor's office took a good, long while. Carla's brace was removed, her leg was examined, and x-rays were taken. When it was decided that her bones were healing properly and the various bits of metal in her leg were holding it together as they should, she was fitted with a fiberglass cast. She even got to choose the color; pink. This time, the cast ended just below her knee and she was able to bend her leg for the first time in well over a month. The freedom of motion was an exhilarating relief. "You can't even imagine how much better this feels," Carla tried to explain on their way back home. Daniel was happy for his sister. Not only would she be more comfortable, he couldn't help but think of all of the different positions that they could be in now that she was more flexible. Naughty thoughts must run in the family. "Just think, in a month and a half or so you'll be totally back to the land of the walking. Your braces will even be gone and you'll be back to normal. I won't have to wait on you anymore," he said. "Aww," she replied, feigning disappointment. Another benefit of her new cast was that it allowed her more efficient use of her crutches. Now that she was able to bend her leg, it wouldn't be nearly as difficult to keep her foot from dragging on the ground. She wouldn't have to feel like such an invalid and be stuck in the wheelchair as much. Carla happily crutched her way into the house when they arrived home. "How did it go?" Sharon asked as soon as they came through the door. "Great! I feel like a new girl," Carla replied. "That certainly looks better than that big old brace that you had. Why don't you two have some lunch with me? I was thinking salad and sandwiches," their mother suggested. It sounded good to them. Just as the three of them were settled around the kitchen table, munching away on their turkey on rye, the doorbell rang. "I'll get it," Daniel said, heading for the door. He opened it and there stood the infamous John. "Hi, is Carla home?" he asked. "Yes," Daniel replied, making no move to let John in the house. "Well, can I see her?" "She's busy," Daniel said. "I'll come back later then," John said, disappointed. "She'll be busy then, too. Don't bother," Daniel told him, shutting the door in his face. Daniel turned to go back to the kitchen and noticed that his mother was standing in the doorway on the other side of the room, smiling at him. He smiled back sheepishly, then went to finish his lunch. "Who was it, Danny?" Carla asked as he sat back down at the table. "Just a nobody," he replied. ***** The remainder of the day seemed to drag on forever as Carla and Daniel eagerly waited for their father to get home. Sharon was impressed with the patience of her children. It took them nearly half-way through dinner before they began to present their case in front of their dad. Carla did most of the talking, oozing sweetness like a sugar cane refinery. "I assume that they've already talked to you about this. What do you think, Sharon?" Jerry asked. "It's not a terrible idea, but I'm just not sure that it's necessary," she replied. "I suppose that it's not completely necessary, it would be convenient for us, though," Daniel interjected. "Hmm. So you think that you'll be able to survive with the one car and not fight each other to the death living together?" Jerry asked. "Yes, Daddy," Carla replied. "All right," Jerry said, returning to his meal. Daniel and his sister could hardly believe their ears. They didn't think that it would be nearly that easy. "You mean you'll let us get a place of our own?" Carla asked, just to make sure. "Yes. But you better get looking if you want to find someplace decent that's near the school. Fall will be here before you know it and apartments are going to disappear fast," he said. "Thank you Daddy! Thank you so much!" "Thanks, Dad, that's awesome," Danny said. "Listen, I don't want one of you coming home because you can't stand each other. If one of you comes back, both of you are coming back. Is that understood?" Jerry asked. His kids nodded 'yes'. "And, no parties, no funny business. If either one of your grades suffer, you'll be back here under lock and key," he continued. They nodded again. Jerry pointed at his son. "If anything happens to your sister, I'm holding you personally responsible. I'll have your package surgically removed and you'll be my new little girl, understand?" Daniel swallowed hard. "Yeah, Dad, I'll take care of her," he replied. Carla giggled wildly. "Daddy! He needs that." "It'll be good incentive for him to look out for you then, won't it?" After dinner, Sharon and Jerry were left alone at the kitchen table, sipping coffee. The kids were in the next room, watching television. "I think you scared Daniel. You really think it's a good idea for them to leave home?" Sharon asked. "They'll be fine." ***** Daniel waited patiently on his bed for Carla to text him. It didn't take long. "Are you as excited as I am?" she asked. "Yeah, but you better take care of yourself or Dad will make me into a woman," he replied. "He doesn't mean it, silly," she sent. "I hope not. You know I'll take care of you, right?" "I know. Got an interesting message from John today," she sent. "Oh?" Daniel replied. "He said you wouldn't let him see me and slammed the door in his face." "What did you tell him?" Daniel asked. "I laughed and told him to fuck off," she replied. "Nice :)," he sent. "I love you, Danny." "I love you, too, babe." ***** Carla and Daniel were up early the next morning scouring the internet and the newspaper for apartments. For as much as they had been looking forward to getting one, they hadn't actually discussed what they wanted in an apartment. Surprisingly, there seemed to be an awful lot of them to choose from. They didn't want to admit it, but they didn't know what they were doing. With a bit of reluctance, they brought their mother in to help. They figured that she would want to be in on whatever decision that they made anyway, so it was really unavoidable. Besides, she had the checkbook. Sharon was delighted to help. After a bit of researching, the three came up with a list of about a half-dozen two bedroom units with reasonable rent that were near their campus. They immediately crossed two off the list when they realized they were not on ground level. Carla wouldn't be up to climbing flights of stairs for a while yet. It was Carla's task to call on them all to see if they were still available and set up an appointment to look at them if they were. When she was done with that, they were left with two. "Well, we have a couple to choose from, that's good, I guess. We can look at one at eleven and one at noon. Is that all right, Mom?" Carla asked. "That's fine, it gives us plenty of time to get ready and get up there," Sharon replied. Daniel drove the three of them toward the first appointment. He didn't know exactly why, but he felt quite nervous. Maybe it was because he was getting ready to move from home, and even though it was less than an hour away, it was still kind of a big deal. Maybe it was because his parents were going to finance he and his sister's new love nest. There was a certain amount of guilt to be had in that. "You realize that this is going to cost your father and I a small fortune that we hadn't planned on spending, don't you?" Sharon asked from the passenger's seat. "The rent's not that much, Mom," Carla said from the back. "There's going to be the security deposit, utilities, food, you're going to have to have spending money. Don't forget that you don't have any furniture. You're going to want to have a bed to sleep on, won't you?" her mother asked. "I've thought about all that, Mom, that's why I love you so much. You and Dad are willing to go without just to make your children happy," Daniel said with a smirk. "We'll hardly be going without, Danny. That's not the point, and don't be a smart-ass. I just want you to realize that you two have it pretty easy," Sharon said. "We know, Mom. We really do appreciate it. Don't we Carla?" Daniel asked. "It means a lot, Mom. Thank you," his sister agreed. ***** The first place that they looked at left a lot to be desired. Daniel and Carla had already decided that they were going to live together no matter what, but this place looked like a left over set from a horror movie. They didn't spend a lot of time checking it out, so Daniel drove them to a burger place that he knew to grab some lunch before their next appointment. "I'm not sure I can eat much after smelling that place," Carla said, poking at a pile of fries. "Yeah, they didn't say anything about the stench of death in the listing," her brother agreed. They were both pretty disappointed. "That was only the first place you looked at. The next one will be better. I mean it has to be right? Don't get depressed already," Sharon said. Whoever owned the second apartment was more into sanitation and presentation than the first. It was clean with a fresh coat of paint on the walls. It wasn't spacious, but it wasn't a closet, either. It seemed pretty livable. "What do you think, Carla? It doesn't look like a murder scene," Daniel pointed out. "I think it's great! What do you think, Mom?" Carla asked, hope in her eyes. "If you want it, you got it, kids," Sharon replied. Sharon spent the next half-hour filling out forms and writing checks while Daniel and Carla discussed how they were going to furnish the place. They didn't have a lot of room for imagination, the apartment was only so big, after all. Even though they only planned on using one, two of the rooms were going to have to be bedrooms. That left them the living room, kitchen, and bathroom. At least they didn't have to worry about spending much on furniture. ***** Three days later, the guys from the furniture store had just finished up putting together the last bed frame in the second bedroom. It had taken Carla and Daniel a little less than three days to move in to their new place. Daniel was exhausted and slumped in the couch next to his sister. He had just finished carrying in some groceries. "I'm sorry I couldn't help more, Danny. I know that you worked pretty hard," Carla said. She put a hand on his. "I think it's worth it. I can't believe how lucky we are. Please tell me we don't have anything else to do today. Do we?" he asked. "Well, Karen's coming over. I don't know exactly when. She wants to see the new place," she replied. "The sexy librarian's not as much fun to have around now that I'm not interested in dating her. Tell her to go away," Daniel said. "Danny, that's not nice," Carla giggled. "I promise I'll be very, very good if you let her come over for a while." "I'd rather you be naughty, but either way, I guess it's OK," he said. Carla laughed and snuggled close to her brother. She put her arms around his chest and rested her head on his shoulder. He stroked her hair slowly and enjoyed the feeling of her pressing against him. She began to trace the outline of his growing erection with her fingertips while she sucked on the side of his neck. Unbeknownst to Carla and Daniel, he had failed to close the door on his last trip back into the apartment. He had been leaving it open on what seemed like hundreds of trips in and out while he had been bringing stuff in. He had simply forgotten that it was still open. Karen stood in the doorway trying to figure out what the two were up to. The way that Daniel and Carla had their couch positioned meant that the back of it was facing Karen and off a bit to her right. She could clearly see Carla sucking on her brother's neck, and from the way that it looked she was reaching, she could only be doing one thing with that hand. "Hello? You left the door open," she called, not knowing what else to say. She was shocked, really. Carla immediately rolled off of her brother, at a loss for words herself. "Karen? You're kind of early." Karen took a couple of steps into the room. "Well, like I said, I didn't know what time I'd be able to get here," Karen replied. No one moved or said anything for a few moments. "Do you want to tell me what you were doing a few seconds ago, because it really didn't look like something that you should have been doing to your brother." "I...we...I don't know Karen," was all Carla could say, her face crimson from embarrassment. "You don't know? Danny, what's going on here?" Karen asked. She didn't sound angry, just bewildered. Daniel was mortified. He had been so careful up to this point to avoid situations like this. Leaving the door open was just stupid, this was all his fault. All of the precautions that they had taken, all of his careful planning was out the window. He suddenly felt the urge to vomit. "I'm in love with Carla, it's not her fault," Daniel announced. He hung his head slightly and covered one of Carla's hands with his. Carla began to sniffle back tears. Karen shut the door behind her and walked slowly over to an empty chair, eying the two suspiciously. "And I take it you feel the same way about Danny, Carla?" she asked. "I do, I know it's wrong, I can't help it. We were doing so good not letting anyone know..." "You ought to keep your door closed to start with. I could have been one of your parents for God's sake. You guys are kind of sick, you know that?" Karen asked, trying to come to grips with what she was hearing. "It doesn't feel sick, he loves me. No one's made me feel like he does. I love him more that anything. It's not sick!" Carla cried. Daniel put his arm around his sister, trying to comfort her. It wasn't the love for Carla that was making him sick, it was the fact that they were just busted displaying it. He thought that he may puke at any second. "I just don't know what to say to you guys. You couldn't have possibly thought you could keep it a secret forever, could you?" Karen asked. "I guess not," Daniel replied. "What are you going to do?" Carla asked Karen. "What can I do? It's not like I can change the way that you feel. I don't like it. I've been wanting to go on a date with Danny for most of the summer, but I haven't asked because he's been taking care of you. Now I find out that he's probably been screwing you, and it kind of hurts me. It's just...I can't believe it," Karen said. "I am sorry Karen, I really am. I've always wanted to go out with you, but one thing led to another and I realized that I love Carla. I'm sorry..." Daniel muttered. "Please don't tell anybody. Do you hate us?" Carla asked. "I don't hate you, and I won't tell anyone, I guess. You guys have got to be more careful, though, if you're going to keep doing whatever it is that you're doing. I can't be here right now, I gotta go," Karen declared, rising to leave. "Wait Karen! Stay and have dinner or something. Don't go away so upset!" Carla exclaimed. "Listen, I can't stay right now. It's too much information OK? I told you I wouldn't tell anyone, so don't worry about that. I'll see you later," Karen said as she headed out the door. Carla turned and cried into Daniel's shoulder. "That was tough," Daniel said. "That was terrible, how did that even happen?" Carla wondered. Silence Is... Sexy Ch. 02 "It was my fault, I forgot to close the door when I brought in the last armful of groceries. I'm so sorry Carla, I didn't mean for that to happen," Daniel replied, full of remorse. "Just us being together is enough to hurt the people we love, Danny. What are we going to do?" she asked. "What can we do? I can't let you go. It kind of sounds like Karen is going to be all right, but we can't let anyone else know. It's not fair," Daniel lamented. "No one is ever going to understand us, but I'm not ready to give you up just because people don't like it. I just wished it wasn't so hard," Carla said. "I know, babe." ***** The night passed slowly after the encounter with Karen. Daniel and Carla's mood was subdued. They had wanted to move out of their parents' house so that they wouldn't constantly have to feel like what they were doing was wrong and so they wouldn't have to be so sneaky. Now they both felt more guilt about their affair than they had ever before. They had planned to break in their new bed with a glorious round of sexual adventures, but ended up just sleeping while they held each other. Daniel had to golf the next morning with a few of the guys from the team, leaving Carla alone for a good part of the day. She was busying herself putting things away that were still in boxes when there came a knock on the door. She made her way out to the door on her crutches and opened it to reveal Karen. "Hi," Karen said. "Hi," replied Carla. She certainly wasn't expecting her. "Mind if I come in? Am I interrupting?" "No, not at all. I was just unpacking a few things that we had left," Carla replied. Karen stepped in and wrapped her arms around Carla in a friendly embrace. "I'm sorry about yesterday, it's none of my business what you guys do, I guess. I didn't mean to leave you crying," Karen said. "So, you don't think we're sick?" Carla asked, tears coming to her eyes again. "No, I don't think you're sick. If you're in love then you're in love. I just hope you guys know what you're doing. I want you to be happy," Karen replied, tearing up herself. "That means a lot." "Do you feel like telling me about it?" Karen asked. Carla brightened at the thought of sharing her and her brother's story with someone. Maybe it would help her friend understand what she and Daniel had found with each other. She knew it would make her feel better just being able to explain herself. ***** Daniel was sitting in the clubhouse, having a burger with his buddies. He had never felt more distracted and off his game. It bothered him to no end how Karen had reacted the day before. He was considering trying to get a hold of Karen and trying to explain himself when he got the message from Carla. "Karen was here. We talked a lot." "She's not freaked out anymore. She wants us to be happy," she added. "That's cool. Makes me feel better, I was sick about it," he replied. "Me too. When will you be home?" she asked. "An hour or so," he sent. "Do you still want me to be naughty?" she asked. "What would your man think?" Daniel asked back. It was the first time that she had ever addressed a sexual question directly to him. "I'm asking him right now." "Of course I want you to be naughty. What did you have in mind?" he asked. "We need to christen the bed. I want you to cum in me and lick it out," Carla replied. "That sounds pretty hot," he sent back. He looked at his friends, making sure there was no way that they could tell what he was up to on his phone. "Then kiss me with it like when you licked it off my face," she sent. She definitely sounded like she was in a naughty mood. "Make that half an hour, gotta go," Daniel sent. All of a sudden, he wasn't hungry. He excused himself and headed off to his new apartment, somehow avoiding a speeding ticket. ***** There was no sign of Carla when Daniel entered the apartment. This time he made sure he closed the door behind him and locked it. He had a pretty good idea as to where he would find his sister. He walked through the living room and down the hall into the bedroom that they decided that they would share. Carla lay on the bed, flat on her back, working her small vibrator between her legs. She smiled at her brother's arrival. Daniel began to strip his clothing while his sister continued to pleasure herself. Their eyes never left one another. When Daniel crawled onto the bed, Carla withdrew the sex toy and held it so that he could suck her juices from its smooth, plastic surface. She grinned at his enthusiasm and his obvious delight that he was sampling her flavor. It was quite amazing that a simple visit from Karen and the admission that she only wanted the two of them to be happy could spark such a change of attitude. It was only that morning that they were still feeling guilty of their love. Now they were celebrating it without a touch of remorse. They would love each other regardless, but it was nice to know that they had the approval of the one person that knew about them. Daniel positioned himself between his sister's legs, taking care not to make any contact with her cast. Not so much because he was worried about hurting her as he was hurting himself. Carla's leg was stable but the outside of the cast was rough and hard like sandpaper or something. He wanted to do some major fucking, but he wanted to do it while losing as little skin as possible. He knew from brushing against her in the middle of the night that the thing was dangerous. Rather than discarding Carla's toy and taking over with himself immediately, Daniel used it on his sister's glistening sex. He teased her with slow circles against her erect clit, then plunged it into her slippery hole before going back again to her sensitive nub. He repeated the process until from Carla's gyrations and whimpering he was sure that she was on the edge of climax. Daniel found the whole process to be extremely stimulating as well, his cock was throbbing and screaming for release by the time he thrust it into Carla's hungry cunt. Dropping the vibrator onto the floor, he slammed in and out of his sister with one hundred percent effort. His vicious hammering brought her quickly to the orgasm that had been building inside her since roughly the same time that she had sent her brother the last text message. She writhed and squirmed on the bed beneath him as the pleasure wave coursed through her body. Such an erotic display was too much for Daniel to withstand, and Carla's pussy was convulsing and clamping on his cock, literally sucking the cum from his body. He released his load in a series of messy, explosive bursts, hissing with each breath while he filled his sister. Though it hadn't taken him long, Daniel felt his energy drain straight away. The effort put forth and the intensity of his orgasm had left him feeling dizzy and weak, but satisfied to be sure. Carla lay back with her head on the pillow and her eyes closed, languidly stroking the nipple of her right breast, lust and pleasure apparent on her face. Repositioning himself, Daniel began to collect their combined fluids with his tongue as they started to leak from his sister's still quivering pussy. He brought each mouthful to Carla's awaiting lips where she, in turn, scooped the viscous liquid out with her tongue and dramatically swallowed. The act was filthy and somewhat depraved, but the two found delight in satisfying their mutual kink. After Carla was sufficiently cleaned, Daniel lay beside his sister and kissed slowly up and down the side of her neck. Carla thought briefly about breaking their unwritten rule of no talking, but decided not to. She wanted to tell Daniel that she had probably just experienced the most powerful orgasm of her entire life. She didn't know why exactly, but it had just rocked her to her very soul. She had never had a problem coming to climax and had hundreds of them before. Why was this one the best? Was it because she was expecting to share her brother's cum with him afterward? Was it because she was teasing herself with the vibrator for so long before Daniel entered her? Or, more likely, was it just because Daniel himself excited her more than any man she had ever been with or fantasized about? And oh, how she loved him! They cuddled, and kissed, and nibbled, and sucked all afternoon, sprinkling in some fucking here and there. They finally caved in to sexual exhaustion, cleaned themselves up, and napped together naked to recover some energy. The sun had long since gone down when they awoke to get themselves some dinner and into a position to where they would speak again. It was in their living room in front of their new flat screen. "I love you so much, Danny. I don't even know where to begin," Carla said. "I know what you mean, babe. I can't explain it, but I can almost feel it. Like you're a magnet or something and I just want to be stuck to you. That's not the greatest way to put it, I guess, but it's like we just belong together. Do you know what I mean?" he asked, stroking her hair. They were on the couch, Carla laying with her head in her brother's lap. It was now their favorite TV watching position. "I know what you're trying to say, Danny. I feel it," she said smiling up at him. Daniel smiled back at his filthy little angel, wondering how he could be so blessed. "I take it that Karen set your mind at ease," Daniel said, remembering how bummed out they were the night before. "She made me feel a lot better about you and I, now that I know I didn't lose a friend. We have to remember that we can shock people, you know?" Carla replied. "Yeah, I know. I can't believe I left the damn door open. I'm sorry about that, just too much on my mind, I guess," he said. "Well, you definitely deserve to be punished, but we'll figure that out later." ***** As much as Carla and Daniel enjoyed their new found freedom and being alone together, they made the trip back to their parents' house quite frequently as the summer wound down. They made another such stop one afternoon after Carla had just had her braces removed. "You feel better, honey? You got rid of those things before your classes started and now you'll be able to smile for all the boys," Sharon said as she set a gigantic plate of cookies on the table. "It feels kind of weird now that they're gone, really. I'm not going to worry about any boys for a while. They're jerks," Carla said. "That's a good idea, take it easy, get settled in. Not all boys are jerks, though. Just look at your brother," Sharon said. Daniel didn't talk because he was busy inhaling cookies. He gave his mother the 'thumbs up'. Sharon frowned. "Are you sure you guys are eating enough?" she asked. "Well, we spend most of our food budget on booze, but we have chips and stuff," Carla replied. Daniel laughed once he was able to swallow. "We're fine, Mom, I just like your cookies," he said. "Besides, once school starts I won't be coming around as often to eat them." "You're father and I might drop in from time to time, so you better be behaving yourselves." ***** EPILOGUE Daniel and Carla took their experience with Karen and the words from their mother to heart. Outside of their apartment they were discreet, allowing no one the opportunity to accuse them of any indiscretions. If anyone had ever gotten a hold of their cell phones and checked their messages, they would have thought differently, but they were very careful with that as well. Once home and the door was locked, it was also a different story. No one could ever hear much of anything through the walls, though. They preferred their sex to be silent. The two were able to thwart the advances of their respective opposite sexes throughout the school year, though it wasn't always easy. It was much harder for Carla than it was Daniel. She quickly got the reputation as a frigid prude, which for some reason encouraged a specific set of guys to want to set their sights on her. She stuck with her story that she was enrolled in school for the education and not to find a man. Sure, there were those that thought it was somewhat suspicious that Carla and Daniel lived together and never dated anyone, but no one ever challenged them on what their relationship really was. Jerry and Sharon may have wondered from time to time about what was going on in the private lives of their children, but they avoided broaching the subject as to whether or not Daniel and Carla were actually a couple. The two did well in school and never caused any trouble. They were happy and their parents decided not to do anything to change that. When Daniel graduated and took over the lease to the apartment after landing local employment as an IT engineer, they thought that the question no longer needed to be asked. Sometimes Sharon and Jerry whispered quietly among themselves about their kids, but the talk never left their bedroom. They never really knew for sure what was going on and thought it best that they didn't. They could live with whatever arrangement that their children had going on between the two of them just as long as they weren't forced to look too closely at it. Whatever it was, it seemed to be working. Silence Is... Sexy "Right." "Interesting. My first thought is 'no', I don't want your creepy hands touching my friend. However, I could possibly be persuaded to change my opinion," she stated. "OK, I get it. You're going to blackmail me to get your permission, which I don't really need, by the way. I was just asking out of sibling courtesy. I'll bite, what do you want?" he asked. ***** After they were done eating, Daniel found himself at the kitchen sink with his sister, washing her hair. She was sitting on a bar stool with her back to the sink, her leg propped up on a kitchen chair. She had her head tilted back and he was rinsing shampoo out of her hair with the sprayer. It wasn't all that bad of a request really, as far as blackmail goes. He wanted to totally soak her with the sprayer, but managed to control his urges. Following her instructions, he worked in the conditioner and was letting it sit and take effect. Her hair was a bit more than shoulder length, sandy blonde in color. It was nice hair, he supposed. You couldn't blame the hair just because it was attached to a little brat. A thought popped into his head as he noticed what shirt she was wearing. "Isn't that the same shirt that you were wearing this morning?" he asked her. "Yeah, so what?" "You told Karen that you were in your room changing your clothes when you had her locked out of your room. Those are the same shorts, too," he said. "Sometimes I lie. You can rinse my hair now," she stated. "What were you up to?" he asked as he began rinsing. "None of your business." "Fine," he said, handing her a towel. "Do you want me to brush it, too?" he asked. "Are you serious? Can you even do it without making me scream?" she asked. "I used to do it for Linda all of the time, and she had gnarly hair compared to yours." Linda was Daniel's ex. They had separated earlier in the summer, right around when classes ended. They had liked each other all right, but she had graduated from the university while he still had another year to go. She went back out west to her family, Daniel stayed with his. "I forgot about Linda, whatever happened to her? Why did you guys break up?" Carla asked. Daniel helped her into the wheelchair and they headed to her room to finish her hair. "We had fun together, but I guess we never got real serious. She graduated and went home. I couldn't expect her to stay out here and hang with me," Daniel said. He sat on the edge of her bed to brush out his sister's hair while she stayed in her wheelchair. "Do you miss her?" she asked. "Sure I do. I think it was a lot harder right after I took her to the airport and watched her plane take off. That's when I realized that she was really gone, you know? We've talked on the phone a couple of times since, but it's been a while," he said. "I'm sorry. I've been so busy seeing John, then missing John that I didn't even think about you and Linda. I still miss John even though he dumped me, isn't that silly? If I'd have never hit that stupid tree then we'd probably still be together," she reasoned. "Naw, it's not silly. You were pretty connected to the guy for a while. In more ways than one, I imagine. I'm not trying to pick on you, it's hard to give that up. How's that?" he asked, referring to her hair and handing her the brush. "That feels pretty good, Danny. I'll just let it air out for a bit and I'll finish it. Did uh, did you and Linda do it a lot?" she asked. Daniel was a little surprised at the question. They teased each other about sex all of the time, but he couldn't ever remember being serious about it. "Yeah, quite a bit. Just about every day," he replied. "John and I were like that, too. I think that's why he wanted time apart after I got this damn cast on my leg and my face was all messed up. I wouldn't be able to screw him like he was used to," she said sadly. "If that's all that he wanted then you're better off without the guy anyway. If he cared about you at all it seems like he would at least be interested as to how you're doing. You need someone who will take care of you, not just fuck you. Even though that's fun, too," Daniel said. "Yeah, he won't return my calls or my texts or anything. He's just a selfish prick, and I mean that in more ways than one!" she giggled. Daniel chuckled a little, himself. "That's a good thing when you can laugh about it." The two still had plenty of time to kill before it was bedtime. They decided to do something that they hadn't done in years, that was play chess. Their father had taught them how to play when they were fairly young. Although they used to play against each other once in a while, usually when they played it was against their Dad. Daniel got the board and set it up on a rolling table, similar to the ones that they have in hospitals. The table top was over the bed so that Carla could play while still laying down. Daniel took a white pawn and a black pawn, jumbled them around in his hands behind his back, then held his hands out in front of him for Carla to choose. She seemed to consider for a moment, then reached out and pointed to his left. He opened it to reveal the white pawn. "White, you go first," Daniel said. "I remember when we used to play and Dad used to just murder me. When I played you, you would let me win, and then act all mad about it. It was cute," reflected Carla. "I don't remember ever actually letting you win. It was obvious that I was way smarter than you, I thought maybe I had some sort of a chess disability," he said as they arranged their pieces to start. "Are you afraid that you're about to get your butt kicked, then?" "No. I've been studying the game for years now. I just finished advanced master's techniques my last semester," he replied. "Really?" she asked, suddenly not so sure if she wanted to play. "No, not really. I'm afraid," he admitted with a smile. Carla laughed her little girl laugh and they began to play. Carla dispatched her brother handily the first game, so they decided to go the best two out of three. She had him on the ropes for much of the second, but Daniel managed some sneaky moves with his one remaining knight to claim the victory. After a short break for some refreshments, and a call from their parents to check up on them, they were ready for the third and deciding game. "Well, this is it, my dear. For all the marbles. You ready?" he asked. Carla shifted around on her bed, trying to get comfortable. "The question is, are you ready? You look nervous, Danny," she replied, with her game face on. Daniel frowned. "Your leg bugging you?" he asked. "It's all itchy, and kind of hurts. I'll be all right, it comes and goes. Let's play," she said. Things were looking good for Daniel. That was until the tragic loss of his queen, followed by both bishops. After that, it only took a few moves for his mighty king to fall. "Checkmate!" Carla all but howled with delight. "Son of a bitch. That wasn't any fun at all," Daniel said. "Well I had tons of fun." Daniel grimaced. He stretched his arms and yawned. "I'll have my revenge some day. For now I think I'm just going to hit the sack. Feels like I just fought a real battle. How about you?" he asked. "Yeah, I'm pretty beat. Probably just see you in the morning," she replied. Daniel picked up the chess set and moved the table away from his sister's bed. He was surprised at how late it had gotten. The thrashing that he had just endured had killed a lot of time. "Let's leave our doors open so that I'll be able to hear you if you need anything in the night, OK?" he suggested. "Um, OK, I guess." "I won't barge in on you or anything, I promise. Sleep tight," he said, heading to his room. "Goodnight Danny," Carla replied. As Carla lay there, waiting for sleep to come, she thought that she could understand what Karen saw in her brother. He was funny and sweet. If it came right down to it and she was forced to admit it, she would probably say that he was handsome. ***** A throbbing ache in her broken limb caused Carla to wake in the early morning hours. She was sweating like she was trapped in a sauna and felt sick to her stomach. "Danny!" she called. He appeared in her doorway in a matter of seconds and flipped on the light. "What do you need?" he asked, wiping the sleep from his eyes. "My leg really hurts Danny. I feel sick," she grumbled. When he approached her and got a good look, Daniel could tell that there was something seriously wrong. He put a hand to her forehead. It felt like she had just been taken out of the oven. "Carla, babe, you're burning up. We're going to the hospital." Looking back on things, Carla couldn't remember exactly all that happened on that early morning. She had the vague recollection of her brother scooping her out of bed and some strange memories of laying in the back seat of his car. The next thing that she knew she woke up in the hospital. It was dark and there was a lot of beeping going on. "Danny?" she croaked. Suddenly, he appeared at the side of her bed and took her hand. "I'm right here," he said softly. "What happened?" she asked. "One of the pins that was put in your leg got infected. It made you real sick. The doctors have you on antibiotics now and you're going to be fine. They had to cut your cast off and take the pin out. After the swelling goes back down, they'll put a new one in," he explained. "I'm scared Danny," she said, her voice raspy. "Well, it's scary waking up in a place like this. But there's nothing to be scared of, you're going to be just fine. I promise. Here, have a sip of water," he said, holding a straw to her lips. She sucked down some water, grateful that she was able to ease the dryness of her throat. "Are you going to stay with me?" she asked. "I sure am. They gave me a nice recliner over here, and they said that I could stay as long as I want. I won't leave you alone," he replied. He set down the water and slowly stroked her hair, trying to give her some reassurance. "I love you, Danny. I'm sleepy now." "Well, go back to sleep. I'll be here when you wake up," he assured her. Daniel stood next to her bed and held his sister's hand until she fell back asleep. It broke his heart to see her like this, but the doctors had assured him that the worst was over. She would have to stay in the hospital for a couple of days until she got the new pin put in, but other than that she would be fine. Still, he was a nervous wreck. He hadn't slept since his sister had called for him early that morning and it was now early the next morning. His nerves were on end, strung out from strong, bitter coffee and worry. He had made the call to his parents soon after Carla entered surgery to remove the infected pin. Try as they might to cut their vacation short and come home, it would be another three days before they could catch a flight. He said that he would keep them posted and told them not to worry, though knowing them, that would be all that they would be doing. Daniel sat back in the provided reclining chair and tried to get some rest. It was slightly better than nothing, but he suspected that it was a ploy by the hospital to get him to have back surgery before he left. The damn thing felt like it was some kind of torture device. ***** Carla next woke up when a nurse was bringing her breakfast. She was an older, pleasant lady, who seemed to have a permanent smile on her face. Blinking the sleep from her eyes, Carla surveyed the situation. Her leg was suspended in traction and she was basically immobilized. Daniel was sprawled out in the corner on his chair, looking like a sleeping pretzel. "How are you feeling this morning, dear? Are you hungry?" the nurse asked. "I don't feel too bad, really. I could eat," she replied. She didn't know how long she was out for exactly, but she was ravenous. "That's good news. I'm Heidi, by the way. That's your brother, over there?" she asked, setting the bedside tray in place so that Carla could reach her breakfast. "That's him," Carla confirmed. "He's been very worried about you, he hasn't left the room since you were brought in. Have you spoken to him, yet?" Heidi asked. "A little bit, earlier," Carla replied. "It was very nice of him to stay, we told him to go home and we'd call him if anything changed, but he insisted. Now don't be afraid to push that button if you need anything," Heidi said. "Yeah, he's the best." The nurse left, leaving Carla to her breakfast. It wasn't too bad, scrambled eggs, bacon, wheat toast, orange juice, and milk. She was just finishing up when her brother began to stir. He stood and stretched, trying to get the kinks out. "Looks like I missed breakfast. How ya doing?" he asked. "Not bad. I ate everything, my stomach feels good. My leg doesn't hurt," she informed him. Daniel walked over and took her hand like he had before. "That's great," he said. He looked genuinely happy. "Danny, I..." just then, the phone in the room rang, cutting her off. Daniel answered it. "Hello?" "Danny, it's your mom," came the response on the other line, as if he couldn't tell. "Hi Mom," he said. "How's my baby doing? Is she awake?" she asked. "Well, I tried to get them to pull the plug, but they said it wouldn't make a difference because she wasn't on life support," he said, smiling over at his sister. She giggled. "Danny!" his mother screamed, "that's not funny. You..." Daniel interrupted her. "Calm down, she's awake and she's right here," he handed the phone to his sister. "Hi Mom," Carla said. "Baby, your father and I are so worried about you! We'll be there just as soon as we can. We can't get a flight until Tuesday night, or we'd be there with you right now!" her mother spewed. "Relax, Mom, I'm feeling pretty good. I'll probably be back home by then. Don't cut your trip short. Besides, Danny's with me. He won't let anything happen to me," Carla said. "I know that he won't. Your brother loves you, but you two aren't always on the best of terms." "Mom, there's nothing you can do here. I love you, but remember, I'm not a little kid, I'll be fine. Let me talk to Daddy," she said. "I love you too, honey. I still think that we ought to come home," her mother said. There was some static on the other line while the phone was passed to her father. Carla's father was like putty in her hands. It was virtually impossible for him to say 'no' to her. "Good morning, sweat-pea. You doing OK?" he asked. "I'm fine, Daddy. Really, I am. Danny has been wonderful and he can take care of me. You guys don't have to come home. Don't you dare let Mom spoil your vacation by worrying about me," she ordered. "I tell you what. We'll wait until tomorrow and then make our decision. If you still think you'll be all right without us, then we'll stay. I'll feel kind of like a jack-ass sitting on the beach while you're in a hospital bed, though," her father said. "I'll be OK, Daddy. You work on your tan." "OK, then. I love you and I'll talk to you soon," her father said, hanging up the phone. Carla handed the receiver back to Daniel to hang up. "You really think that I'm wonderful?" he asked with a grin. "You have your moments, Danny. Now you ought to go home and get a shower and whatever. You're probably starving, too," she surmised. Daniel agreed that it would be nice to go home and freshen up a little. He realized that he was still holding Carla's hand. He kissed the back of it and placed it gently on her lap. "Do you want anything from home?" he asked her. "How about my phone and my slippers? My toes are cold." "Sure, I'll be back in a bit," he said. ***** Daniel got back home and devoured two huge bowls of cereal. Then he took Carla's advice and got into the shower. He felt unusually happy, giddy almost. He supposed it was a combination of his sister being OK, and the praise that she had given him during her conversation with their parents. Wanting to get back to his sister as soon as possible, Daniel dried and dressed quickly, then headed to her room to grab her things. He found her phone and one slipper immediately, the other was hiding someplace. He was crawling around on his hands and knees when he found it underneath her bed next to a small wooden box with a delicate lock on the front. He couldn't help but wonder if the box contained whatever it was that Carla had so desperately wanted him not to see. He sat on the floor for a moment while weighing his conscience against his curiosity. Grabbing the box from under the bed, he studied the lock. He'd be a real snooping bastard for looking in there, that was for sure. Maybe there would be love letters to John in there, or something goofy like that. He gave the box a quick shake. Something thumped around inside. More than just letters, it sounded. Suppressing his guilt, he began to search around for the key. Twenty minutes later, he found it taped to the bottom of her nightstand. He felt a bit queasy as he inserted the key and turned it. The lock released and the box flipped open. "Holy shit," he muttered. There was a small vibrator, which was no big deal, he'd expected something like that. What was shocking, right in front of his eyes, were a dozen or so pictures of his sister. They weren't just nude pictures, they were hardcore pictures. One showed her smiling, penis in hand, sperm dripping from her lips and chin. One showed her spreadeagled on a bed, freshly cream-pied. Yet another had her on her knees with a spectacular cum shot across her tits. There was even one of her squatting over a toilet, a golden stream of urine trickling from her nether regions. She looked fucking fantastic naked, sister or not. Daniel experienced a sudden, intense erection. He was entranced by the sight of his beautiful sister doing such incredibly nasty things. Without thinking about it, Daniel had his cock in hand and was pumping it furiously. Within seconds, he came in an explosive burst, blasting his ejaculate halfway across the room, followed by a couple of smaller eruptions that coated his hand. Daniel experienced a fleeting moment of incredible gratification followed by a crushing sensation of guilt. Scrambling to get a wet cloth to clean up the mess that he made, he wondered how he would ever be able to face his sister again after seeing those pictures. He should have been disgusted, angry even by the site of them. But he wasn't, he was just turned on to the extreme. It was what he did with them that disgusted him. He put both the box and the key back where he had found them. His heart was beating hard enough that he feared that it may burst from his chest by the time he had the room put back together. Daniel almost left the house without what he went in his sister's room to get in the first place; the slippers and the phone. He drove back to the hospital with a throbbing erection, having to sit in the parking lot for quite some time before it subsided. What the hell was wrong with him? ***** Carla had a private room, which was nice. Once back in it, Daniel put her slippers on her feet and handed the phone to her. He couldn't quite look her in the eyes. "That was fast, you must have found them all right," Carla said. "Yeah," Daniel agreed with a false smile. "Is everything OK, Danny?" she asked. When he looked down at her on her bed, all he could think of was what she looked like naked. "I just don't think I slept very well, kind of tired." "Aww. You should have stayed home for a while and got some sleep. It's not like I'm going anywhere," she said. "I promised Mom that I would look after you. I'd rather be here with you," he replied. "You're sweet, Danny," she said, smiling up at him once again. If she had known what he had just done in her bedroom, she could have very well formed a different opinion. Silence Is... Sexy ***** Daniel didn't know why Carla was so damn cheerful, maybe it was the pain medicine. Whatever was causing it, it was contagious. Soon he was much more relaxed and was chatting away without the crushing weight of guilt threatening to suffocate him. Doctors and nurses came and went, apparently the leg was doing well. The day actually passed quite quickly, which was surprising considering hospital-time normally seemed to drag for Daniel. Carla started to dose off just after dark, so Daniel decided it would be a good time to get up and walk down to the cafeteria before it closed. While he sat and ate, his thoughts once again returned to the pictures of his sister. He couldn't possibly tell her that he saw them, especially now that she was in such good spirits. He certainly didn't want to ruin what they had going. When he returned to the room, Carla looked as though she was still sleeping peacefully. He decided to try and get some himself, taking his place in the chair of spinal death. It seemed as though Daniel had just closed his eyes when he was awakened by a vibration in his pocket. He was getting a text. He pulled out his phone to see who it was from. Carla? He glanced over to see his sister's face illuminated by the glow of her phone, her lips curled in a devilish grin. "Whatcha doin?" it read. He decided to play along. "Just hangin," he replied. "I think I know why Karen likes you," she sent. "Oh? Why? Do you just want to talk?" "No talk. It's easier to say things like this," Carla replied. "Whatever weirdo. Why does she like me?" he asked. "Because you're sexy," she replied. Once again, Daniel felt dangerously close to a heart attack. He wanted to look over, wanted to think of something funny to send back, but he was frozen. "Are you going to ask her out?" came the next text. "I don't think so," he sent. "Y not?" "I already have a girl to take care of," he replied. There was a pause for a couple of moments before her next text came. Daniel still refused to look over at her. "Is she pretty?" "She is VERY pretty," he sent back. He heard Carla giggle. "Do you LUV her?" was the next question. "Absolutely," he replied. "She loves you, too. Gnite Danny." "Goodnight, Carla." That was certainly interesting. Good luck trying to get any sleep now. She probably didn't mean anything by it. But what if she did? Turmoil ensued inside of Daniel. He tossed and twisted in the impossibly uncomfortable chair, unable to keep his thoughts away from doing naughty things to his own sister. It was ages before he drifted off into an uneasy sleep. ***** The next morning began much like the previous one. Heidi brought breakfast, Daniel worked on getting the knots out of his spinal column. A doctor came in that they hadn't seen before and informed them that everything was looking good. Carla was scheduled to have the pin put in her leg the next morning and a cast put on a little later in the day. If everything went well, then she would be home that night. After the doctor left, Daniel decided that he would make another trip home. "Is there anything you want me to bring back?" he asked Carla. "Maybe my charger. I'm expecting a text tonight, and I don't want my phone to die," she replied. Daniel smiled down at her. "That it?" he asked. She nodded in the affirmative. Feeling bold, he bent down and kissed her lips. Gently, and not for very long. "I'll be back," he said, and headed out the door. Carla watched him go with her pulse rate skyrocketing. What in God's name was she doing flirting with her brother like that? Why did it feel so damn good when he just kissed her? Was she going to burn in hell when she kissed him for real? She was pretty sure that she was going to. She wanted to feel him hold her, maybe do some tongue wrestling. As far as Carla knew, there wasn't anyone that could answer these questions. Just her and Daniel. The phone call from her parents snapped her out of her love-struck trance. She did her best to convince them to stay a thousand miles away. As terrible as it was, Daniel found himself opening the small wooden box from under Carla's bed. Instead of impulsively spraying his seed all over the bedroom floor, he had more of a plan this time. He took one of the pictures with him into his bedroom where he would be more prepared to handle the mess that he was about to make. He chose one where Carla was in bed with her back against the headboard. She had her right breast cupped in her hands, her tongue snaking out, just touching the pink of her nipple. Her legs were spread, showing all of her flawless, professionally waxed pussy. Her lips were swollen and puffy with a drizzle of cum leaking out onto the sheet. It took Daniel less than two minutes to reach his climax. Uttering a noise somewhere between a primeval growl and a grunt, he exploded, thinking of burying his cock deep into his sister. The depravity of it all seemed to be functioning as an aphrodisiac. He had to relieve himself one more time before returning the picture to its hiding place and heading to the shower. Feeling somewhat refreshed in a clean set of clothes, Daniel collected his sister's charger and the chess set before getting back to the hospital. Once there, Carla informed him that their parents seemed to be pacified with her claims that she was going to survive, and decided to finish their vacation. "Well that's good. They deserve to be able to get away. You must be confident that I can handle you until they get back," Daniel said. "I think so. What did you bring me?" she asked. He put her phone on charge and showed her the chess set. "I thought maybe you'd want to play. Let me know ahead of time, though. I want to bribe one of the nurses to slip something in your IV so that maybe I'd have a chance this time," he said. "You're gonna resort to playing dirty, huh?" "Sometimes it's more fun to play dirty," he replied. Carla laughed. They started playing a few hours after Carla had her lunch, and battled each other for a good three hours after that. Although he wasn't a pushover, Daniel found beating his sister at this game to be next to impossible. He suspected the one game that he did win back at the house was a bone thrown to him by Carla just to keep him from packing up and leaving. He finally had to put an end to it to save himself from further embarrassment. "OK. I give up. There's just no way that I can beat you," he spat, sweeping the pieces back into the box. Making the game all the more difficult was the fact that he couldn't look at Carla without picturing her naked. "I think that you're just trying to be nice and make me feel good," she said. "Well, there's only so nice that a guy can try to be, and I've had enough of it. Besides, they'll be bringing your dinner in soon, and I'm going to head down to the cafeteria. Getting whooped like that makes a man hungry," he said. Just then a nurse came in to check vitals and whatnot, so Daniel decided to head down for dinner. He had spent most of the day with his sister with butterflies in his stomach, and he wasn't exactly sure that he could eat. He didn't know what to do about the situation, there might not be anything to be done. Getting away from her for a bit might help him clear his head a little, at least. He managed to stuff down a couple of toasted cheese sandwiches, then went for a walk around the outside of the building for some air. On his way back in, he stopped by the gift shop. Looking around for something that she might like, he settled on a pink stuffed elephant. He vaguely remembered her having something similar that she used to sleep with when she was a little kid. He almost couldn't bring himself to go back to Carla's room, his nerves were just about killing him. He loitered on the ground floor for a while before eventually pulling himself together and heading toward the elevators, pink elephant in hand. Carla was a bundle of nerves herself, almost none of it having to do with the surgery that she was scheduled for in the morning. She had to know how Daniel felt for sure. More importantly, she had to find out what he was prepared to do about how he felt. Why was she even allowing this to happen? Why was he? Was anything actually happening at all? As she lay there, questioning the complexities of her emotions, Daniel came walking through the door with something behind his back. She couldn't help but smile with anticipation. She knew that he had brought her something. He revealed it to her and she was delighted, holding it to her chest. "It's just like the one that I had when I was little. I called it 'Ellie'," she said. "I thought that you used to have something like that, but I couldn't remember if it was an elephant or a giraffe. Anyway, I thought of you when I saw it," Daniel explained. "Thanks Danny, come here," she said, holding her arms up in front of her. Daniel bent down for her embrace, taking care not to disturb her tractioned leg. Their lips met and pressed together for several mind blowing seconds. Daniel could just feel the gentle wisp of her tongue across his lips as he pulled away. "Your welcome," he sputtered. He wanted to lick every inch of her body. "That was nice of you," she whispered. She wanted to be back in his arms. Somehow, the two of them managed to keep their more primal urges at bay while they settled in for the night. Carla played some time-wasting games on her phone, Daniel pretended to read from a battered paperback that he picked off the courtesy cart. "I think that I'm about ready to try and get some sleep. Big day tomorrow. Do you think you could turn out the lights, Danny?" asked Carla. "Sure," replied Daniel. He put his book down and flipped off all of the lights that he was able to. There was still a row of soft LED's that remained on all of the time that kind of reminded him of moonlight. Before returning to his chair, he gave Carla a quick peck on the forehead and whispered in her ear. "Don't worry about anything, this will turn out fine." Her eyes, her brilliant emerald eyes seemed to be begging him for something more. Momentarily losing the ability to speak, she finally mouthed 'OK'. ***** After waiting for her to text him for as long as he could stand it, Daniel could take it no longer and sent Carla a message. He turned on his side in the reclining chair so that his back was to his sister. "So, are you seeing anyone?" he asked. "There is this guy at the hospital," came the immediate response. "Tell me about him." "He's a little bit older," she sent. "Do you think he's taking advantage of you?" he asked. "No, we kissed a couple of times." "Did you like it?" he asked. "Very much," she replied. "Would you kiss him again?" "I would kiss him all night," she sent. "I bet he would like that, but not at the hospital," he replied. "Yeah." "Is it weird, him being a little older?" he asked. "A little. We have to be careful," she replied, getting his hint. "It might be a good idea not to let people know about him," he agreed. "Yeah. Hard to explain to people." "You better get your rest. Love you," Daniel signed off. "Love you, too, Danny." There. They both had a pretty good idea of where they stood. How they got there was kind of a head-scratcher, but somehow they had stepped into a land of debauchery where brothers and sisters lusted for one another and everyone had to go to sleep with balls of lava where their bellies used to be. ***** There would be no breakfast served for Carla in the morning. Straight to surgery for her. They learned that the whole process would take a few hours. Most of that time would be spent in recovery. The procedure itself sounded like it would be relatively quick. Daniel could only accompany her so far, then was asked to take a seat in the waiting room. There wasn't a whole lot for him to do but think about what the future had in store for him and his sister. Daniel was trying to make certain in his mind that he was in love with Carla. He didn't want to think that he was just under the influence of lewd photography. The last thing that he wanted to do was become another John, just using her for a cum dumpster. He wondered how in the world they would ever have any semblance of a real relationship. Speaking of relationships, as far as he knew, Carla had only ever had one serious one. What if she was only following his lead out of naivety, and had no clue about what they were getting themselves into? There was still time to put and end to it before it got out of control. The thing was, he didn't think that he could trust himself to put an end to it. He wanted her so badly that he was tying himself in knots. With her being basically thrust into his arms, it would take a super-human effort on his part to resist the temptation. How did he ever allow himself to wind up in such a predicament? He almost wished that he would have called up Karen the moment that he found out that she was interested in him. Almost. Daniel was certain that he was back on hospital-time now. The minutes ticked by at an excruciatingly slow pace while the acid in his stomach was burning away at the lining. By the time a nurse appeared and informed him that Carla was being moved back to her room, Daniel was pretty sure that he had developed an ulcer. Carla looked a little worn out to her brother, but was otherwise happy to see him. Everything had gone well. The 'cast' that they had put on her leg was actually a brace that could be removed. It would have to come off in a week for further examination. If everything still looked OK, they would put something more permanent on it. The only thing Daniel and Carla had to do now was wait for her discharge papers. Daniel rounded up their stuff, then stood by his sister. "I am so ready to go home, Danny." "I am too, babe. We both could use some decent rest. Hard to get any here," he replied. ***** The thrill of getting out of the hospital was not enough to make up for the fatigue of spending three days there. Daniel felt a bit like a zombie, Carla was just plain exhausted. They had to stop at a pharmacy on the way home to pick up a couple of prescriptions. In the time that it took for her brother to collect her medicine, Carla was passed out in the front seat of his car. It took Daniel the last bit of his energy to rouse his sister and help her into her bed for a proper nap. "My bed feels heavenly, Danny. Come lay beside me and we can take a cuddle nap," Carla suggested. Daniel thought that was a great idea. His sister's bed was in the corner of her room, so there were walls on two sides of it. He had to crawl in starting around where Carla's feet were to arrange himself between her and the wall. He completed the task as carefully as possible as not to disturb her injured limb. Her bed was only a twin so there wasn't an abundance of free space for him to work with. Once he actually got into place, though, it wasn't that bad. "I almost forgot what a bed feels like," Daniel sighed. He held Carla's hand and kissed the back of it, as he had the habit of doing lately. She had already closed her eyes and was most of the way to dreamland. It didn't take him long to do the same. The persistent ringing of the house phone drew Daniel out of a much needed sleep. It took him a moment to realize where he was, then took him even longer to get out of bed without disturbing Carla. He made it to the phone just as the answering machine was picking up. "Hello?" "Danny! How come you didn't call to tell me that you were home? You two didn't answer your cell phones, I was worried!" harped his mother. "I'm sorry Mom, we got home and decided to take a nap," Daniel said. He glanced at the clock and noticed that it was eight at night. They had been sleeping almost six hours. "I didn't mean to sleep so long. I thought I'd call when I woke up," he explained. "Carla said that you were staying with her. Did you stay there the whole time?" she asked. "Yeah." "Did everything go all right?" she asked. "Yeah, she got her new pin and a funky looking brace thing. She has a doctor's appointment in a week, they're going to take it off and have a look at her leg. If it's healing properly then they'll put a cast on kind of like what she had before. She's got to stay on antibiotics until the doctor's appointment," he said. "Is she sleeping now? How was she at the hospital?" "Yeah, she's still sleeping. She was kind of scared when she first got there, but after that she seemed pretty happy," he replied. "I was worried because she can get...well you know how she can get. She seemed pleasant when she talked to your father and I, too. Your Dad thought that they must have been feeding her happy pills at the hospital to keep her attitude in check," she chuckled. "She's been great, Mom, considering her condition." "I think she likes having her big brother take care of her," his mother said, with a note of pride in her voice. "It's no big deal, not like I had any plans," he said. "Well, I'm going to let you go. I'm sorry to wake you up, but when you say you're going to call your mother, make sure you call your mother!," she advised. ***** When Carla finally woke up, Daniel was gone and darkness had fallen. She was happy to be home and out of that damn traction. One reason was that she could go use her own bathroom and not have to face the humiliation of using a bedpan. She had let John take pictures of her when she was peeing before, but that was different. Being naughty was fun and sexy. Being stuck in a hospital bed was not. Daniel met her in the hall when she came out of the bathroom with a crutch across her lap. "Let me get that for you," he said, grabbing her crutch. "What time is it?" she asked. "A little after midnight. You must be hungry. I cooked up some meat for tacos, you want one?" he asked. "That sounds great." Her teeth had finally gotten to a point where she could chew a taco shell. Carla didn't realize how hungry that she actually was until she bit into the first taco. She ended up having three. She leaned back in her chair and let out a long belch. "Excuse me. That was at least as good as hospital food," she said. "Hey, as far as my cooking goes, that's a compliment. You want something else? Some ice cream?" he asked. "You're spoiling me, Danny. I'm going to get fat!" "Oh, you're just little yet. It'll take a lot more than a bowl of ice cream to get you fat. Girls worry about that too much," he said. "Do you like the plumpers, Danny? You want me to get some meat on my bones?" she teased. "I like curvy girls, sure. Big, sloppy ones I tend to shy away from. Depending on my blood alcohol level, of course," he responded. Carla laughed. "I guess I'll have some ice cream, then. If you ever get to where you can't stand to look at me, all you need is a couple of beers," she reasoned. "I don't think it will ever come to that," Daniel said, rising to get her some Neapolitan. He gave her a couple of scoops and sat back down. "Thank you," she said. Daniel was amazed in the change of Carla's attitude toward him. It made him feel kind of guilty that he relentlessly teased her while she was growing up. He was also feeling the guilt of masturbating to what was probably her closest kept secret, the pictures in the box. Every time that she smiled at him now, even when she had bits of taco stuck in her braces, he remembered that same smile in the pictures. Every time she said something nice to him, he had that gnawing on his mind. He was such an asshole. "Well, babe, I'm going to have to go to bed. I'm beat. Maybe tomorrow I'll have a little more energy," he said. "Can I come? It's nice not to have to sleep alone," she said.