The Houstons

You spin into the room as Dr. Tully opens the door and starts the introduction.

“Everyone, thank you for waiting,” she says with a plastered-on face happy and tone “Gwen decided to join us.”

I walk into the room and saw the girl from my dreams. She is sitting on the couch beside a dark black-haired woman about my age. Jeans, nice polo, socks, and she was cute. Fuller figure, full breast, tan skin, and very conservative makeup. Her face was peaceful yet she was obviously pissed at something. You remember her face and body. This is the girl you kissed and slept with as a kid. She turned to see you and her face changes to excitement and relief. I sit next to her and we hug each other long and hard.

“Gwen,” Dr. Tully continues “This is Megan your cousin, Megan this is Gwen. You two grew up together after your parents Tammy and Greg, point to the other two people in the room. We will get to them. It says here you had a brief lesbian relationship at a young age and have been really close ever since.” Dr. Tully finished.

Megan looked at me and gave me a soft but reserved smile. Her hand slowly slides over to yours interlocking your fingers together. She is sad and pissed all at the same time. There is an unspoken bond between us already. I slide closer and place my head on her chest finding comfort and belonging. I knew who she was without anyone saying a word. In another life this is or was your mom.

The only man in the room was staring at us and smiles a super creepy smile. I wondered to myself who that was. Either Robert or Andy, which means one of them to choose the blonde woman in the room. She was laughable, to be honest. Both of them seemed to have taken their personas from some. It hit me as soon as the thought blossomed. They pulled who they were from a porn movie. The same one. I start to feel woozy as the realization that my Dad and brother had watched a movie or movies together which were such a strong pull they had modeled themselves into those people. The vertigo grew stronger. So much so I had to cover my eyes and bury my fast into Megan's chest.

“Gwen,” Dr. Tully chimes in. “you are trying to do what I asked you not to do.”

I sighed and brought my attention back to the here and now.

“Let me continue,” She says clearer her throat. “This is Greg, he is your Uncle, of course, married to Tammy Houston." she finished by pointing to an almost laughable trophy wife standing in the corner smiling. I watched Dr. Tully slowly shaking her head. "You all have jobs, new I.D. cards and you will have a packet waiting for you at home. You will not have any more contact with me. You have been assigned handlers that know what they are doing. The car has been pre-programmed with a route to your new house. Please read the documents and burn them."

Dr. Tully went on for a little while to Tammy about more details. I just relaxed and cuddled my Cousin Megan. It was a lot that this was "it" from now on. I am sure I would be able to make peace with the whole situation and thrive even. Dr. Tully seemed to think so. I was encouraged by how well Megan and I had bonded. The other members, maybe not so much.

Uncle Greg was of average height and build. He has dark hair like Megan and one hell of a porn stache. He smiles a lot more seemingly out of nervous energy rather than joy. He was unnerving. He never answered a question without looking at Tammy who seems to be constantly rolling her eyes at him.

Aunt Tammy was something else. She was every man's porn fantasy woman. Slender, big hips, big boobs and dyed blonde hair with visible black roots. She had bright red lipstick on as well as the worst choices of makeup. Someone was going to have to show ... either my dad or Andy I thought... how to put it on. She was the living embodiment of "fake" right down to her shiny black dress that was at least a size too small and her fake leather heels. She looked at me, smiled and waved with her shiny red nail polish. "Yeap," I thought, "you're going to need girl lessons, Aunt Tammy"

"So, any questions?" Dr. Tully finished.

"Yeah, " Greg said giggling. "What color panties you wearing doc?" He laughs and looked around and as if he thought we would all find it amusing. No one did.

"Well, it was nice meeting you Gwen and Megan," Dr. Tully said with an exasperated sigh. She looked at Megan and me one more time and walked out of the room. "Good luck". She said slamming the door.

Tammy grabbed the keys and the other packet of information I assumed Dr. Tully was talking about. Silence hung heavy as we all looked at each other. Greg, of course, was smirking looking back and forth between the three of us. Tammy already looked tired. I got up off of Megan and grabbed my things. Megan followed my lead but didn't wander too far from my side and grabbed my free hand as soon as she had gotten her things. Still in silence we all filed out into the warm summer air and got into a brand new SUV. We had no idea how long we had been in there or even if we were in the same location. Looking back as I walked to the car with the rest of them it was nothing more than an old shell of a building that appeared to be abandoned for some time. As we all got in and shut the doors Tammy started the car and the nav system started up automatically in a pleasant female voice. Greg got in the passenger side, me and Megan in the back. No one said a word for a while.

"What a little bitch that doctor was huh hun? No sense of humor." Greg says breaking the silence.

"Whatever, dear," Tammy said sounding exhausted, "You're just upset she had a bigger dick then you did is all."