It was getting late and the family was sitting around the living room just talking and watching a little television. Tammy had stayed up, and was cuddling with Jimmy on the love seat. Tina was pointedly ignoring them from the easy chair, and Donna was sitting on the couch, next to the cuddling Janie and Holly.
Donna was still the only one to notice Tina's attitude toward Jimmy and Tammy. She was about to go sit in the older girl's lap to try to talk to her about it when the doorbell rang.
"I wonder who it is at this hour?" Janie asked as Jimmy got up to answer the door.
Glancing out the window, he saw his Aunt, Jamie, Janie's twin sister. He hurriedly opened the door. "Aunt Jamie? Is something wrong?"
She seemed sad. "Not really, no. I was just getting a little stir crazy at my place. Would you guys mind if I hung out this weekend?"
"Of course not, Sis, You're welcome anytime, I told you that," Janie replied.
"I know, I just didn't want to intrude on you guys," Jamie answered.
Holly got up and hugged her lover's twin sister. "Can I get you some coffee, Jamie?"
"That would be great, thanks." Jamie sat her small bag by the stairs, and found a place to sit.
The rest of the evening was pretty much uneventful; Jimmy and Tammy went up to bed first. A half hour later, Tina and a 'sleep-walking' Donna made their way up to bed. That left the three adults alone in the living room.
"Now that the kids are gone; what's really bothering you?" Janie asked her sister.
Jamie sighed. "I'm sorry, I really don't want to intrude on you guys. I just can't stand the loneliness anymore. It's so quiet at my place, its deafening, and I just couldn't stand getting in that cold damn bed one more time." She hugged her knees to her chest, and shivered. "I don't understand, Janie; I'm still me, even though I'm ugly. I used to have dates all the time, then that nightmare ... was it always my looks the guys wanted?" By now she was crying. "I don't know how much longer I can live like this. Why can't someone love me for me?"
Jamie had been a Navy Seal until she was medically retired for injuries sustained in combat. That was the official version anyway. She and her team had been ambushed by a group of Taliban raiders. She got loose when they started torturing her, killed the men hurting her, freed the rest of her team, and several other hostages. Her lieutenant had to carry her to the extraction point; she'd collapsed from shock and loss of blood.
The event had been classified by the Navy, but Jamie told her sister a couple of years later. Her body was horribly scarred and the men she'd tried to date couldn't deal with it. The rejections took their toll on Jamie, and she'd turned to her sister for comfort.
Before Janie could answer, Holly surprised Jamie by kneeling in front of her, and taking her hands. "Jamie, your face is almost identical to my ... wife. Your personalities are pretty damn close too, so please understand when I say, that I can't help but love you as well as Janie. I know you don't like other girls romantically, and I don't know what happened to you in the military, but I do think you should come to bed with Janie and I, and let us just hold you for the night, that way, you can remember what real love feels like."
Jamie smiled. "You two are finally going to come out of the closet?" When Janie nodded confirmation, Jamie continued and avoided Holly's question. "Good for you! I don't think you realize it, but everyone already knows about the two of you."
"You didn't answer, the beautiful, sweet, blond, in front of you. Will you sleep with us tonight?" Janie asked forcing her sister to answer.
Again, instead of answering directly, Jamie apparently headed off in a different direction. "When we were about twelve, I think, I had a really bad nightmare. It scared me so badly, I couldn't get back to sleep, so you pulled me into bed with you to help scare my demons away.
"I was still upset even with your arms wrapped around me, then you did something I never expected you would do. I do have to admit, when I felt your hand in my panties, I was shocked back into reality shattering the demons and the bad dreams.
"You made me feel so good; I loved the feeling! I loved it so much, that I wanted you to do it again. Not Lynda, Dee Dee, not even Hanna Myers; I wanted you to do it. Then, like she'd known what we'd done, the next day Mrs. Hurley took me with her to one of those fire and brimstone revival meetings she loved.
"I know now it had to have been a coincidence, but when that thundering bible-thumper started ranting about the evils of incest, homosexuality and sex I felt like he was talking right to me! It scared me so badly, that from then on I was afraid to even think about feeling love for another woman, but most especially for you, Janie.
"I think it's pretty obvious that I've beaten most of my fears, but that one is still hanging in there. So, yes, I will sleep with you two tonight, but if I seem a little skittish it's because I'm 'a-waitin' for the gnarled hand of Lucifer to reach up from the depths of hell and drag me down into the infernal pit to burn for my sins for the rest of eternity!'," She explained. "Can I get a Halleluiah?"
"You know, that's always been one of the main reasons I disagreed with the Methodists and Lutherans Nana Hurley always took us to listen to. I mean, God is supposed to be about love right? So how can being in love be a bad thing?" Janie asked.
"This sounds like we're about to start a long debate, which I'm all for, but right now is not the time; I'm bushed, and it's been a long day. I'd like to go to bed please?" Holly asked.
"Okay, sweetheart. We can go, ready, Jamie?"
"Yeah, I'm just worried about keeping my hands to myself in my sleep," Jamie replied, sheepishly.
"Why? We're not going to worry about it," Holly said.
Nodding, Janie added. "Some of us might even be looking forward to it!"