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Part 2My Stepsister Crawled into My Bed at 18

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Yesterday was Autumn's eighteenth birthday,

Which fell during the Lunar New Year celebrations.

My parents were away on their annual honeymoon trip,

And I, a junior in college, was brain-dead from writing papers and in desperate need of fresh blood.

So I took the initiative,

And invited her classmates over for a party.

As a miserable college junior, I got excited and drank quite a bit.

I only remember constant laughter and chatter,

And a pair of eyes locked on me.

When I woke up again in the middle of the night,

I thought I had dreamed of Autumn kissing me, which seemed absurd.

Her fan-like eyelashes kept fluttering in my mind.

My throat was dry, and I tried to reach for the water glass with my eyes closed,

[Why can't I move?]

I tried to shake my hand, but it wouldn't budge.

[Am I having sleep paralysis?]

I opened my eyes groggily and saw Autumn in front of me.

The night light was on, and she was kneeling on top of me.

Everything was eerily similar to my dream.

"Autumn? What are you doing here?" I asked, feeling dizzy and unable to think clearly.

Autumn didn't say anything. Her dark eyes came closer and closer.

She lowered her head,

Her cool lips touched mine, gently kissing me open,

And she passed some water into my mouth.

I swallowed unconsciously. It was a bit sweet.

The sensation was so similar to my dream,

I couldn't distinguish between dream and reality for a moment.

"I want more," I said.

She reached for the water glass and took another sip. The glass bottom made a "clack" sound as it met the table surface,

Then there was silence.

I waited anxiously,

Forcing my closed eyes open again,

Under the dim wall light, she was holding a pair of silver handcuffs

That gleamed coldly,

Shocking me into clarity for a moment.

Before I could think further,

She kissed me again,

Water trickled down the corner of my mouth,

Her lips moved inch by inch to my earlobe,

At the end of what I thought was a dream,

I heard her say,

"Brother, you're mine."

"I've finally waited for this day."