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Maxy was quiet for some time. Curtis watched her face twist through several emotions before turning back to the screens. Sam was going through the lost and found, and the only other person in the Museum was looking through the Brazilian atrifacts exhibit. "I'm sorry Curtis," she finally said.

"For what? For cheating? For the ****?"

She shook her head and smiled, "No, I'm not sorry for that. People don't understand, but I'll never feel sorry for loving Luna. No, I'm for not telling you."

Curtis nodded. He started to click through screens to give the appearance of doing his job. "That makes sense. Well, I have to say I was pretty mad for a while. I felt like our relationship was all a lie. Was it? No, I don't think so anymore. But Luna talked me around." Out of the corner of his eye, Curtis saw Maxy cock her head to the side. He couldn't hold his grin back anymore. "Like I said, no one can resist a goth girl with a body like that. And the petty side of me couldn't help it. See, I knew you were coming today, and I set something up with your sister. She feels really bad about what the divorce did to the kids, and wanted to help. Of course, she didn't want to do what I have planned, but threatening to expose you two to the kids seems to have done the trick. She'll do whatever I want to protect their ignorance. Am I wrong, Luna?" Curtis looked above Maxy's head to the door. He wasn't sure this would work, but the drama of the move was worth it. The universe seemed to help him out, though, because standing in the door was an identical copy of his ex wife, but pale, with dyed black hair, a few extra piercings, and black lipstick.

The woman looked miserable, but shook her head. "You're a real fucking bastard, you know that?" she asked. She crossed her arms and leaned on the door frame, trying to project apathy. She was good at that normally, since apathy was part of the goth uniform, but both people in the room could see through it no problem.

"I do, actually."

"I thought you were staying in today," Maxy said to her sister, confused. Then she turned to him, eyebrows furrowed. Her voice came out with a quaver, "what're you doing, Curt? You're not actually threatening us, are you?"

"Oh, I certainly am! Now, ladies, the first thing I want to see is a repeat of the little show I witnessed. But let's set the scene. I've been mulling it over for years, trying to figure it out because, dear Maxy, I know your secret. I know that you knew I was there. Which has troubled me all this time, why didn't you acknowledge it? Why didn't you stop? The conclusion I came to is that you loved every second of it. We know that you, Luna, have her wrapped around your finger. You've been fucking her long enough you know everything she likes, and you can get her to do anything you want, the **** little sister sub that she is. You orchestrated me walking in, not to break us up, but because you two get off on the idea of your little secret getting out. You love the idea of everyone knowing, and shaming you as the incestuous sluts that you are. Me seeing and watching was the ultimate sexual thrill: her husband learning the truth, watching you two fucking like teenagers. Am I wrong?"

Over the course of his little monologue, the two women looked shocked, and confused. By the end, Luna even put on her smuggest smile, knowing the absurdity of what he was saying, as if she had secured the moral high ground. However, the moment he asked the question, changed his speech into reality, everything changed. Maxy let out a whimper and clamped her knees together. For her part, Luna licked her lips and looked at her sister.

"So you know," Luna said. "You act like you've won, but you're admitting that you're giving us what we want." She waved her hands in a mocking 'don't shoot' motion, "oh no, you're going to make us fuck so you can jerk your little prick." She sneered at him.

Curtis chuckled, "that's not it at all. No, Luna, I'm going to show Maxy here how much she lost. You're usually the one on top, the one controlling everything. Well I'm gonna make you my happy little bitch. By the time I'm done with you, you're going to want me so much more than your sister. See, we're going to recreate the scene, you an I. You're going to pretend I'm Maxy."

"Is that a challenge?"

"It's a promise." Curtis looked the young looking goth slut over, obviously, expressing his desire. He unzipped his pants and pulled out his impressive cock. "So get over here and you'll find out you've been wasting your time with Maxy."