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dressing area.
    “Looking good,” she said.
    “Hey, what's up?” I asked, running my hand through my hair as I looked in a full-length mirror.
    “I needed to talk to you about something. You got a minute?”
    “Sure, sis.”
    “That's just it. You can’t call me that.”
    “What?”
    I turned around. She looked nervous.
    “I had the test done, Josh. We're not really related.”
    When the words came out of her mouth, I wanted them to fly back, but they couldn't. My brain tried to come up with a witty response, but I had nothing. She stared into my eyes with a determined look on her face. Why can’t she just leave well enough alone? I thought as I took a deep breath and tried to control the anger that was bubbling up toward her.
    “I thought I told you I didn't want that done.”
    “I found your hair in New Orleans. Sue me.”
    “I might do that. I have the money.”
    “You have their money.”
    “You mean our parents’ money.”
    “They're not our parents, Josh.”
    The whine in her voice irritated me. “They raised us.”
    “Yeah, but they're not our birth parents. We have different birth parents.”
    “So you keep saying.”
    “And so says our DNA. The test is accurate, but we can take it again if you want.”
    “No, Ash, I don't want to do that. I want you to leave so I can finish getting ready to go out tonight. I have three parties to go to.”
    “After what I just told you? Really? You're leaving?”
    I nodded and opened my eyes wide. “Yeah, sis.”
    “Stop calling me that.”
    “Or what?”
    “Ugh. You're such an asshole sometimes.”
    “That's what brothers are for...”
    Before I could tell her I was just joking, she stormed out of the walk-in closet and left. Terrance let me know when she was gone over the intercom. I thanked him and told him to get the Rolls Royce ready for the night and have it waiting for me in the front driveway. I didn't know what it was exactly, but I liked to drive myself whenever possible. In a way, I think it grounded me somehow.
    I took a last look in the mirror and tried to prepare myself for a party mood. Despite my best efforts, I couldn't stop thinking about Ashley. Are we not related? Does that change anything between us? Why is she so bent on us not being related? We had always been close and loved each other, but this was a different type of love.
    Part of me feared the change, but another part became excited. Determined not to ruin my night, I headed downstairs to my waiting chariot. The parties, alcohol and other drugs would help me forget for a while at least. I pushed all thoughts of love out of my mind as I rode in the Town Car, trying to prepare myself to relax and forget.
    At the very first party, I scored huge. Two women wanted to do me at the same time. Even better, a room was available for us to be alone for as long as we wanted. One of the women had a little coke, something that I'd only tried once. In the bedroom with the two women, I decided that I was going to stay sober. Sex alone would be my fun for the night.
    When the women, Tabitha and Piper, were in nothing but their bra and panties, they divvied up the coke into lines and snorted it up their noses. I watched as they laughed and giggled. After two lines each, they started kissing each other. Then, slowly, they made their way over to me. I loved the way their bodies felt against mine as they both kissed my face, but I couldn't get into it.
    Even my dick knew I wouldn't be able to really have a good time with them with Ashley on my mind. When I pulled back, they moved forward and tried to undress me. All I could think about was my sister – how she wasn’t really my sister. My feelings for her had always been strong, but I could control them. All that safety had vanished.
    “Hey, ladies, I have to go,” I said, standing up. “I'm sorry. Something has come up.”
    “Sure ain't your dick,” Piper said with a snort then returned to kissing Tabitha.
    I took a long last look then left