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Hi. My name is Phoebe Thorn, and this is my story. From my part, it's a story of a part of my life that is full of hate, tears, humiliation and pain. This part of my life has played a lead role for shaping me into what kind of a person I am today, and I have accepted my past. I do not know who you are, that reads these lines, or how strong your stomach is, but if you are a normal person, some things that you will read, will probably either disgust you, or make you sick.


I am now 26 years old, as I am writting this, but my story begins when I was 18 years old. My mom, my twin brother William and little old me lived in Diamondville, Wyoming in one story house. Good neighbourhood, quiet and peaceful. Will and I we visited Kemmerer High at the time, and since we both had drivers licences, our mom bought us this old Hyundai limo, that we took to go to school everyday that last year of senior High.

Now, it was just us three because our dad left us when me and Will were just babies. He was in this band and never around anyway, and one day our mom told him its us or the tours and… well, you know what he chose. So, us three we were always pretty close, we were always had good relationship with our mom, but between me and Will, there was nothing that could come between us. I can't remember a time in the years as we grew up that we wouldn't be together.

We were always sitting together in class, took the same subjects, of course we had our own friends and our own lives, but we trusted each other completely, and we still do. We had the kind of relationship where nothing was kept a secret between us. He was the first to know about my first period, I was the first he told about his first ejaculation and first wet dream, we knew everything about each other. And when I say we did everything together, I mean everything.

We were showering together still sometimes, when we were younger we browsed porn together, I've seen him hard, he has seen me wet, we were truly honest to each other and completely trusted one another. That is to say, we never did anything sexual to each other. Yes we even as 18 year olds sometimes slept together, but we never had sex or touched each other's sex organs.

Now, ever since we were little, it was me who was defending him, not the other way around. I don't know, maybe it has something to do with those 5 minutes of more life on this planet than him, I don't know. If anyone laughed at him, or wanted to bully him, well, I came into their faces like a fire spitting dragon. Have you watched Game of Thrones? Well, picture Drogon, and then multiply that by 10. A little bit of a joke, but seriously, when it came to my little brother, i could snap like that.

When we were heading into the years of our lives where one is finding himself, starts to see what he likes, what attracts him and all that, we both found out some stuff about us. Until we were 16, we found out that Will had like zero of a dominant side in him, he was a total submissive guy when it came to sex, that was also one of the reasons he did not have much of a luck with girls. He also found out that he is bisexual, or at least bicurious.

Me on the other hand, a very dominant persona, I loved it on top, I enjoyed running the play and the act, lets just say, calling me a »bitch« or a »slut« in bed would result in a immidiate slap across your face. Probably, that was one of the reasons I protected Will even in our later years.

Now, in the time I will begin telling my story, it was October, 2006 and we were just a month in our last year in Kemmerer High, before we'd bail our asses to college. I was single, never really had a »real« boyfriend because, well, no one could cope with being told what to do by a girl, and Will had just started seeing a girl whose name was Heather, and she was 20 at the time. They met at a rock concert in summer and kinda kicked it off. Now she was not his first, but she was definitely the most experienced and wild.

And that, is where the explainatory intro ends, and the story begins.