Family Secrets by Moon Lightwood Page A

her MOTHER . Oh wait, but you never
loved Susan in the first place, did you? Yeah, that's right. It was
a marriage of convenience. You had a kid, she had a kid, she seemed
like a good mother, and she'd been a mother to Scott without
qualms. Not only that, but little Susie could cook and clean, and
that's what else you needed aside from someone to help you out with
a few bills—you'd needed a maid! Sure, Suze wasn't a looker, but
she was domestic, and you could live with domestic. Love didn't
have anything to do with that union and we both know it.
    Then you found out that your Susie was a
closet bisexual! Wasn't that fun when you started hearing the
rumors? Wasn't that icing on the cake? The kids were still little
then, and Scott was having a few problems and even though the money
situation was looking all right, you found out your wife was
munching carpet on the side! You know the guys laughed behind your
back right? Maybe a few of their wives wanted to fuck you, but they
laughed a great deal to find out that your own wife was cheating on
you with other women. That's when you understood that your dick
couldn't satisfy the one woman who it mattered to you that you
satisfied at the time. That's when you found out what it meant when
she'd look at your hard-on with a repulsed look on her face at
times. You finally found out, even though you wished you hadn't.
Oh, she tolerated the sex stuff with you enough to give you a
mediocre sex life most of the time, but not so deep down you knew
she didn't want you, not really.
    You weren't in love with her, but ha, joke's
on you again, because she wasn't in love with you either!
    And then look at her mothering skills! Look
at what those turned out to be! She was good with the kids when
they were smaller—that you know of—but look at the way she knew
what Scott was doing with her daughter and she turned a blind eye!
Then look at the way she knew what YOU were doing to her daughter,
but instead of confronting either you or Scott and putting an end
to it, she pretends she doesn't know about it! Great wife! Great
mother, that Susan! But you're tied to her in a lot more ways than
you'd like to think about it, eh, Luke-o-boy? And how does it feel
to bang her daughter and get all that frustration out? Do you still
feel guilty? You should. But you probably don't. Why, because
you're a selfish fucking bastard, that's why.
    Sometimes Luke would think about his life in
terms of incidents rather than years and he would feel much older
than he actually was. He was still a relatively young man. Even at
forty, he was still unbelievably handsome and well-built. If he
chose to leave Susan, he would have no problem finding another
woman. He could start all over again with marriage and kids. He
could find a woman who didn't care or didn't know anything about
him, and he could make it work.
    But he knew he wouldn't.
    He wanted what he wanted, and he knew that
even if he didn't want to hear it, that snake-voice, the one from
the pit of his dirty heart, spoke the truth. He was a selfish
bastard.
    And as he looked down at his stepdaughter's
nude body that was only partially covered by a thin top sheet, his
head was reeling and his blood was boiling.
    Britt was his, and if she'd forgotten, he'd
make her remember again. And he'd make her remember in a way that
she'd never forget for the rest of her life.
    ***
    Luke shut his eyes again, and concentrated on
controlling his breathing. He'd learned certain tricks over the
years to taper down his anger without having to attend any classes,
and his methods worked just fine. He'd gone from raging inside to
calming himself to a state of anger, and finally, he'd gotten
himself down to a mild simmer, which he thought would be as good as
things could get under the circumstances.
    The one thing he'd never done, and he'd vowed
that he would never ever do, was hit any of his kids or a woman
when he was angry and not thinking clearly. When a man did that, he
was apt to lose