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Author's Note: Hey my lovers, thank you all for reading these amazing stories which I know have you on your toes. I will be uploading more of such stories, so sit right tight and enjoy the ride.  Love y'all.  Xoxo NEW STORY I had just turned eighteen when my father married Susan Wells. She was nice enough, but she had a son named Chris who would go on to change my life irrevocably. Chris was nineteen years old. He had long hair, wore a leather jacket everywhere, even in the summer, and rode a motorcycle. I’d never met anyone like him. Our sleepy little town was full of good ole boys and geeks, but no one like him. He and his mother moved in after the wedding, and my life was never the same. At first, Chris was distant. He spent most of his time in his room, the skunk-like scent of marijuana wafting underneath the door. He was belligerent to my father, and he mostly ignored me. One evening, our parents had gone out to dinner. I heard a terrible racket in Chris’s room, so I knocked softl