Inappropiate Circumstances

What do you do when you find out everything you were told, or even believed in is a lie? In this erotic thriller, Riah finds out just that. Even those closest to us have the most damaging secrets. Riah's life is full of betrayal, temptation, and sex. Can she make it out into the world without getting her manicure dirty? Sometimes a person's obsession is their biggest possession.


Maybe he was a little too drunk when he blatantly said these unsettling words, “I want to taste you.”

Riah still unconscious, doesn’t realize what is actually happening in the moment. Kevin’s heart starts to race with adrenaline as the tension builds up, he carefully removes Riah’s panties feeling the tension at the pit of his stomach. His warm breath seeping over her skin vitalizing every muscle in his body. He’s at the point of no return now, laying in complete darkness consumed by an unrequited pleasure. He then tenderly rubs her...


20. The Priming

20. The Priming


There’s a feeling that takes over a person when they experience trauma, a feeling of helplessness, fear, and rage. The world becomes silent and nothing else exists except for pain. For many being a victim of a monster can create either someone who is closed off from people, and who will never trust or love anything again. Or being a victim could give a person the fuel to beat the odds and rise above their past. Some victims don’t know they are victims until it’s too late. That is Tia story, her little theory behind the madness.


What are big cousins for? Usually they are for protection, comfort, and companionship. They can teach you a lot of things and introduce you to a whole new world. That’s exactly what Derrick did for Tia. She loved him and even looked up to him. He was the big brother she never had. They slept with each other all the time, even looked under her bed and her closet for the boogeyman. He usually fought kids around the neighborhood that picked on her, and ultimately was the one person who taught her how to defend herself if she had ever gotten in trouble and he wasn’t around to help. But one day everything was different, in both of their worlds. Derrick didn’t want to play anymore, he barely came around. Tia practically saw him get more muscles overnight, grow unbelievably tall while his voice had gotten strangely deeper in a blink of an eye. It was like he had been taken over by a bodysnatcher.


He even had girlfriends. Tia didn’t understand any of this, and she wanted to confront him, and ask why wasn’t she able to go to his house anymore, why did he push her away and why did everything change over the course of one summer? Tia was 14 at the time, her hormones spiraling everywhere, she was developing into a young lady against her very own will. Everyone knows puberty can be a stressful time in anyone’s life. She couldn’t recognize herself anymore, and she was beginning to have conflicting feelings towards her friends, family and even herself. It just didn’t make any sense, it seemed to her everyone was just completely fine in going their separate ways. That following summer was the foundation for how Tia would see the rest of her life.


Tia finally gets Derrick to let her come to his house for a couple of weeks. Riah as well. Derrick is their mother’s youngest nephew. His mother is Tia and Riah’s sister. So it wasn’t unusual for the kids to spend time together, it was like a ritual.


Tia thought she could convince Derrick to spend more time with her, to make things like they used to be. Tia waited all night for everyone to go to sleep just so she could get out of her bed quickly and quietly, and carefully not to disturb the peaceful sleeping Riah. Even though it was late at night she thought she could play a video game with him. She really was anxious because he didn’t give her the attention she sought for the whole day. Her spirit is distressed, she was trying to desperately hold onto whatever memories they shared in their younger years. Tia makes it down the hallway, and knocks softly on his door—she could hear the television on, but it sounded weird, like someone who was being hurt; a woman’s voice. This immediately alarmed Tia.


Derrick called out, nervously to Tia, “Hold on T, give me...” Before he could finish his sentence she turned the knob.


Opening up Derrick’s door her eyes widened and she quickly covered her mouth, in shock of what vividly displayed on his screen. She turned her head, in shame and wonder. Derrick was there standing up, with his shirt off, trying to hide his manhood and grab the remote to turn off the graphic scene.


Derrick was upset, and startled. “Tia! What are you doing up? I told you to wait.”


“Well what were you watching? What were you doing to yourself? You’ve been acting strangely.” Tia just stood by the door, standing in her pink nightgown and slippers, scented with innocence and inquiries. Her body confused her, causing electrical waves to run through her veins.


Derrick tried a more stern voice, “Look T, we are not little kids anymore. You just can’t burst into my room, or any guy’s room from now on for that matter. It’s just a private thing you know, one you should forget.”


“Well I thought maybe we could play, “Call Of Duty”, I really can’t sleep.” Tia hoped Derrick wasn’t upset with her, and maybe they could get on good terms.


But instead, he rejected her offer and advised her to get back to bed. She didn’t argue with him, instead Tia slowly walked backed to the guest room and crawled into her bed. It was different to her, seeing Derrick in that way. Maybe he didn’t love her anymore she thought, as tears fell into her soft pillow. She laid on her side and thought about all of the cuts, gashes, lashes, stitches, and wild crazy things they got into. Whatever was happening to him was pushing him further and further away from her. Flashes of the woman and the man on the TV swam through Tia’s mind. Remembering the woman’s body, and how the man was touching her excited the young Tia, as she felt an awakening in her. Her hands traveled down lifting up her pink nightgown, as she rubbed her youthful thighs. She felt a difference in the way she softly touched her skin, closing her eyes and thinking of her little crush on a junior at her school. Her nipples hardened, causing her to feel hot and overwhelmed. She got all giddy and became disoriented at school, especially during gym. He would run up and down the court with sweat dripping down his perfectly strong neck and down to his glistening chest, his shiny skin captivated her imagination, feeling like he was actually there in the room with her—wiping his body down right in front of the door.


She didn’t really know much about sex, but she knew she liked Mark a lot, though she was an inadequate person to him. She only saw him at gym and at the bus stop, always with his circle of friends. Still, the thought of being a fly in his bathroom wall while he took a steaming hot shower invaded her thoughts, feeling a dripping sensation from between her legs. Tia jumped, scaring herself halfway to death. She felt wrong touching her body, and immediately stopped, closing her eyes to fall back to sleep.


The next morning Derrick comes into the living room, while Tia is watching an early morning talk show. He asked for Riah. “Hey where’s your sister?” He was trying his best to cut through the thick ice in the air.


“Sleeping.” Tia didn’t look at Derrick or say anything else to him, she just continued to eat her cereal and watch the madness that lived in the TV, reaching for the remote to cut the volume up.


Feeling Tia’s coldness, he goes upstairs to find his mom, but she was already gone to work. Derrick comes back downstairs, going into the kitchen looking through the pantry, furious. “Tia what the fuck? Out of all the cereal in here, you eat my shit?!” He storms into the living room and tries to charge Tia for her bowl.


“You always do this! Give me my cereal!” He reaches for the bowl aggressively.


Tia screams, “No! Fuck you!”


“So you wanna play, you did this on purpose huh?” He successfully removes the bowl out of her hand, then putting it on the coffee table in front of the couch. He pins her body down, and she is unable to break free or even move from his hold.


Filled with rage she spits in his face, knowing that is the only way she would get him to get off of her. Derrick wipes his face in disgust, then punches her in the arm, very hard. This causes Tia to cry, as he finally gets up off of her, she knocks over the bowl of cereal.


Derrick cocks back, as if he was going to hit her again, just to rattle her bones. Tia flinches from the anticipation, closing her eyes afraid of the worst to come. “Poor Tia, you did this to yourself. You know you cannot win, I am stronger than you little girl.”


She yells at him, “Fuck you Derrick! I’m going home!” Tia folds her arms as the stream of tears falls from her eyes, mad that he took her cereal and hit her.


“Clean this fucking mess up want us to play right, how we used to? Well obviously I can’t cause I’m going to hurt you, you are so small and breakable. I keep telling you we are not little kids anymore.” Derrick contemptuously stares at Tia, slightly agitated at her foolishness.


He only wanted to teach her a lesson, to show her that he was serious. Tia gets up to grab cleaning supplies. Not wanting to stir Derrick up anymore than what he already was, she obeyed his firm demands.


Later on that night, Derrick was infuriated. He was upset he couldn’t go out because his mother had a date. He did not want to babysit the girls. He felt like they were old enough to take care of themselves, but of course he couldn’t refuse his mother’s wishes.


He mumbled and cursed in his room, really not worrying about Riah. It was Tia who swarmed him with her questions and requests. No matter how much he told Tia to just stay away, he couldn’t help how he truly felt about her. She wasn’t the little Tia anymore, she was growing more fuller, and her body was taking the form of a woman’s.


He hears the shower running, heading towards the guest room it seems like Riah hasn’t even left her same spot the whole day. But Tia is gone, she wasn’t in her bed. Derrick slowly closes the room door, and walks past the restroom, hoping to see a glimpse of Tia. The door opens, almost hitting Derrick where he stood. Tia was wrapped in a towel, with steam rising from her skin, she was barely dry.


Derrick tries to hide his emotions, not wanting what he secretly felt towards her to amplify. But it was on his face, staring right at Tia, as tiny water droplets dripped from her slender collarbone. Tia frowned at Derrick, feeling him undress her with his eyes.


“Hey man, you not getting all weird on me right?” Tia hoped her joke would ease the tension between them.


Derrick was lost in a daze, still amazed at the chocolate desirable beauty that stood in front of him. He started to understand they weren’t kids anymore...









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