You are so quiet Malcolm.

Is something wrong?

I kept my eyes on the plate in front of me.

Now mama, I'm just tired. You know how I do those devils? I could not look across the table at my mama.

My step sister, Tisha, was sitting beside her.

If I looked at her, the knowledge I knew would be all over my face.

Oh, what knowledge?

Oh, nothing. Just, my step sister started making porn and I stumbled across her videos while on the other night.

Out of curiosity I accidentally watched all eight of her videos.

Bam Bam.

That name took me to all the videos she featured and starred in,

most of which centered around her being gang-banged by a group of men.

It was bad enough that I had found the content.

It was even worse that I had been unable to stop myself from watching them.

Hey, yon, clean this up.

My stepdad said, taking a go with his beer.

Me and Tisha complied, gathering the plates and cups, taking them into the kitchen to be

rinsed and loaded into the dishwasher.

The kitchen was silent except for the running foster water as she rinsed the dishes and

then handed them to me the place in a dishwasher rack.

Your mama was right. She said, you've been weird of shit.

I rolled my eyes out of habit.

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