My Step Sister And I: Pregnant For Me novel Chapter 22

I didn't came out till evening when my dick hard finally subsided.

Time for dinner, no one called me to come for dinner. So I stood up. Went to the kitchen and saw nothing. She didn't cook or what? Since morning I've not eaten. I took 2 satchet of indomie and 3eggs and cook, eat and went back to sleep.

The next day, I woke up late. I stomped to my table and found a note-- and it's addressed to me.

Who might have dropped this? "I asked myself".

My door wasn't locked last night, so someone can intrude into my room at night while am far asleep.

I took it and open it.

"Dear Randy,

I know what you're up to. If you don't want your father to find out about your evil deeds, call me the moment you discover this note.

Franca".

I took my phone and dial her number. She answers on the second ring.

She: Hello, she says in her gravely voice-- a dead ringer for Demi Moore.

Me: It's me," I say. "I found your note.

She: Surprised?

Me: Very.

She: I thought you would be. Since you called, may I assume that you would like to keep our little secret from your father's ears?"

Me: Yes.

She: "Then do exactly what I say."

Me: "Fine."

She: Dress up in some of my clothes and make up. Get as slutty as you can. I want to see you in lingerie and a dress. I've left a wig and size 12 high heels in my room for you. Wear those, too.

Then drive to the Westin hotel in Longwood. It's just off the interstate at exit 21. Check into a suite and call me back with the room number. I hope you can do that.

Her demands wallops me like a Louisville Slugger upside the head. I stagger backwards and fall to the floor, slumping against my bed. My whole life flashes before eyes. I see everything being taken from me. Just because of fuck.

Me: I don't think so. How can you demand that I should dress like a woman. This is evil.

She: You better do it-- unless you want your father finding out about your little fetish.