Playing fire

Playing fire

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At my age of 17 I admit it, I played with fire. A flame, and that day was never the last. I kept playing with it, every night and every time I need it. And guess what? I played fire with my stepbrother. Mason, My brother with my step dad. My mother's 3rd husband. We dont run the same blood, but we sleep the same bed, live in a same roof. And make love for the same needs.
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He's my ex but no one knows except me and him. Our parents are basically best friends since high school and guess what we are also neighbors. He has a twin which is also my best friend and my little brothers look up to him and sees him as their older brother. One insisting grandma, lots of blind dates, and one confession change our set-up all over again.

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