Three wrongs make one hard right
Three brothers make me panting, dripping wet
My triplet stepbrothers,, Tyler, Amon and Brock Bone did things to the local girls that stirred up feelings I couldn’t ever come to terms with. I lived in fear and in awe. I knew the feelings that I had were so very wrong, even though I wasn’t sure what they meant. Back in high school, the brothers had been the bomb. After they had to flee from our small town, I never forgot those three bad boys.
Years later I was shocked to meet my dearest steps again in the big city. All of those feelings flooded through me all over again.
Then I discovered that they had been thinking about me too, and in ways I could never have imagined. When they called me ‘Sis,’ I had to come. Again and again, I had to come.
