Autumn's eyes remained transfixed on the screen if the laptop, bobbing her head as if she were listening to music, the headphones swaying with her movements. While there was music, that was far from the point of the…activity that she was watching. She thought the whole thing was kind of ridiculous really. At what point did someone decide, you know where this penis would fit? In my mouth! That's a great idea.

It made her chuckle slightly thinking about the first time it happened and the first time someone told another person about it. Was it even a girl? Maybe a guy was responsible for the first blowjob. Who knows? One thing she knew she didn't have to worry about was having a gag reflex. Her and Lucas had been trained to swallow things if they needed to hide them. She had that part fully under control. It was just getting an idea of techniques.

Autumn was snapped out of her research as the right side of her headphones was pulled and she heard a loud throat clearing. Her eyes immediately snapped to Dave, raising his eyebrows into a 'Really?' expression, causing Autumn to jump even more, instinctively trying to get away from this situation as quickly as possible but running into a literal wall since her bed was placed against the wall in her room.

Unfortunately, this quick movement caused the headphone jack to pop out of the laptop and the unmistakable sound of dick sucking rang throughout the room until Dave paused the video himself. Nobody moved. Nobody talked. They just let the awkward wash over them like a shower.

Dave visibly sighed and took a seat at the edge of the bed, patting next to him.

"I'm fine where I am, thank you. You can just pretend you saw nothing like a good Dad." Autumn grumbled, hugging her knees.

"Oh I'm strongly tempted." Dave muttered. "But-"

"MOOOOOOM!" Autumn cried out in sheer terror. "DAD'S TRYING TO HAVE A SEX TALK WITH ME!"

Dave groaned loudly, pinching the bridge of his nose. Even though she was downstairs, Dave could tell she'd killed her mother. Mindy was going to die from a lack of oxygen from laughing too hard. Between the waves of her laughing fit, Dave clearly heard 'you can handle it' and something about diagrams. With Mindy's vote of confidence, Dave continued, "We let you use that laptop. We are fully aware of what's on the internet. I'm not going to tell you…not to look at that sort of thing, just-"

"I know anatomy, Dad." Autumn hid her face between her knees as she spoke. "You know that I know. I know what goes where. I know that if I ever have sex that I should be sure to use protection. Please, please, please just let this end before it gets any more fucking awkward…"

"Swear jar!" Dave said immediately, however those two words were also said by Lucas in the next room.

"Stop eavesdropping, you creep!" Autumn yelled back.

"Eavesdropping nothing!" Lucas called back. "I'm recording! This conversation is going to be worth more than gold!"

"DAAAAD!" Autumn complained.

Dave was currently fighting the urge to just leave now while he still had some sanity left. But nooooo he had to be a responsible parent. "I'll get the recording, Sweety."

"And the backups. He always makes backups of everything. Creepy bastard."

"Swear jar!" Dave and Lucas said in unison again.

"I don't need your help, Lucas! I got this!" Dave called out.

"Don't forget to tell her that the pill isn't 100% or I wouldn't be here!" Lucas yelled.

"Goddammit, Mindy…" Dave groaned to himself. "You don't have to tell them everything."

"How come we have to put money in the swear jar when you and Mom don't?" Autumn pouted.

Dave grinned. "Because we pay the bills so we can say whatever the fuck we want. Hypocrisy is part of being an adult. When you start paying bills, we can negotiate."

Autumn scowled. "I can pay bills."

"Stolen drug money doesn't count." Dave could see the wheels turning and cut them off immediately. "Nor does stolen weapon money or anything you get off criminals or 'find' in a safehouse. You have to earn it at work while keeping your grades up."

"Son of a biscuit…" Autumn grumbled.

"Was that so hard?" Dave smiled warmly, and pet her head. "Now, as I was saying. Nice try with the distraction but we're still having this discussion."

"But Dad…"

"And we're rolling again…" Lucas muttered from his room.

"LUCAS!" Autumn shrieked.

Dave sighed and continued. "I just want you to know that that," Dave pointed to the image still frozen on Autumn's screen. "-isn't real."

Autumn glared for everything she was worth. "What? You mean that it isn't normal for a girl to go out of her way to gag on a 10 inch cock as thick as my fist?"

There was a silence between the two of them as Dave just had to admit that Autumn won with that line, especially since she was currently holding up her fist in demonstration. You couldn't pay him to finish this conversation. "That's three total for the swear jar."

"I know…" She grumbled.

"Dinner's almost ready." With that said, Dave got up and went across the hallway to Lucas's room. "What did I tell you about bugging your sister's room?"

"I did it to keep her safe! Not my fault she keeps giving me blackmail material." Lucas defended.

"So selfless." Dave rolled his eyes. "Give it. And after dinner you're removing all the bugs."

"But Daaaad…"

"Luke, I am your father. Now. Fork it over."

"That's not even the line, Dad… It's 'No, Luke. I am your father',"

"Doesn't matter. I like saying it that way. Stop trying to distract me. Give it."

"You're a single child. You don't know what this recording means to me."

"And the backups. Your mother will search after too and you know what happens if she catches you in a lie." It was all in the phrasing. Mindy didn't care if they lied about something…mostly…but if she caught them in the lie it was their ass.

"Yes, Dad…" Lucas grumbled, handing over the small device. All of a sudden the fire alarm started going off and the two males grinned at each other.

"NOT A WORD! NOT A MOTHERFUCKING WORD!" Mindy yelled from downstairs.

"I think dinner's done." Lucas chuckled.

"Well done…" Dave rolled his eyes, heading down to help his culinarily troubled wife.

Lucas appeared in Autumn's doorway after Dave left. When they weren't sure who could hear them, the siblings used sign language to be safe. 'Well played. Even I almost believed you got caught accidentally,'

'Safest bet.' Autumn signed, taking a more comfortable position on the bed. 'They both monitor my browser history even if I delete it so I might as well use that to my advantage. I'm interested in sex at the same time I'm looking up Matt's social media. Won't come out of nowhere when we start dating.'

'Agreed.' Lucas signed back.

'Do you and Ashleigh fuck at school?' Autumn suddenly asked.

'I don't see why that's important one way or another.' Lucas gave Autumn a look.

'It is, actually. If you're fucking her then I'll have time with Matt.'

Lucas nodded. 'Fair point. Okay, I'll let you know if I am. You know…you're actually really good at planning when you're motivated.'

Autumn rolled her eyes. 'I prefer to crack skulls and see what comes out. But since you won't let me, this is still an attack so I'm going to make it as brutal as possible.' Putting the headphone jack back in, Autumn resumed the video she'd been watching.

'Dad thinks that was awkward. I wonder what he'd think if he knew what you actually qualify as pornography.' Lucas pondered, causing Autumn to stifle a laugh.

'Don't degrade it by comparing it to this.' Autumn pointed to the screen in a display of faux offense at the comparison. 'Torture is an art form. I put a lot of effort into doing it right. I really like looking back at my work. Not my fault it gets me so wet.'

'And we're done here.' Lucas sighed, turning his back and heading back to his room knowing Autumn wouldn't call after him. He could hear her snickering behind him. While Lucas had never judged her peculiar…affection…for watching her very in-depth torture sessions on criminals that merited the…extra care, he did think that she was basically keeping trophies which were a trail if anyone found her hiding place for them. He only allowed it because it was a damn good hiding place. He helped her make it himself.

"Autumn! Lucas! Your burnt dinner is ready!" Dave called up.

"Fuck you, Dave! You're cooking dinner tomorrow!" Mindy growled back.

"Burnt food. It's how you know it's made with love. Or negligence." Lucas put on a grin as he made his way down the stairs, not sure if he could be seen yet but always erring on the side of caution.

"I heard that, Smartass!" Mindy snapped, folding her arms as Dave and Autumn chuckled.


You know when your day is just an unlucky shit show? You need to avoid one person or thing and that's exactly what you keep consistently running into? Phase 1 of Autumn's plan was engineering just that. She kept running into Ashleigh between classes and made sure that her own gaze lingered longingly on Matt just enough to seem casual and somewhat accidental.

Now that she knew what it was that was triggering Ashleigh, it was so much easier to do it on purpose. Of course, it did occur to her that she could do the opposite. Find a way to make herself unappealing to Matt and problem gone. However, this wasn't about ending the problem. It was about stealing Ashleigh's things.

Of course, the more she was provoked, the more vicious Ashleigh became. She wasn't much for violence on the whole. She was more emotional abuse kind of girl. Any flaw, especially ones that couldn't be changed became an object of attack. Autumn was reminded of a Hyena. Always in packs. Feeds on the weak. Laughs at its victims.

Autumn wondered what that would make her. A lion pretending to be weak just so it can wound the head Hyena purely to humiliate it? Lions don't do that. You fuck with them, you die. You come across them when they're hungry, you die. You're in eyeshot when they're pissed, you die. Simple. To the point. Cause and effect. Action, reaction. But they don't have to worry about being killed by another lion for their actions, so…in her case, wounding will have to do.

Autumn felt her phone buzz in her pocket and she quickly glanced at it. It had to be Lucas since the only ones who had her number were her parents, who wouldn't message her during school, and Lucas. She nodded as she read the information she needed. Matt was alone and would be for a while since Ashleigh and Lucas were apparently taking advantage of the freedom they had for various activities during gym. Autumn was pretty sure that the gym teacher didn't expect anyone to be burning off calories that way but even she had to admit that it was pretty slick. Not like ditching gym was exactly rare or noticed. But the point was that they'd be late after class ended.

Autumn clicked her pen, finishing her quiz quickly. It wasn't that much of a chore. People complained about them but all you had to do was read the damn book. Personally, she had already finished it. She was a fan of Frankenstein's monster. He gave his creator a chance, his creator screwed the pooch and had his life ruined because of it. Cause…effect. Frankenstein should have just given him the damn companion. He was in no position to negotiate. He had no leverage whatsoever, but people are stupid and have a tendency of thinking they're more important than they are. Entitled idiots.

Changing her focus, Autumn remembered where Matt's class was and the route he would take to the gym to rejoin the Ashleigh posse. It wouldn't be much of a chore to intercept him by himself. After the bell rang, it was showtime. She looked around suspiciously as if doing everything in her power to not run into Ashleigh again while simultaneously moving as quickly as possible. This led her directly into a literal collision course with Matt.

Autumn's eyes bulged with recognition and a look of utter defeat was clear on her face as she looked around for Ashleigh.

"It's okay," Matt reassured, clearly embarrassed. "She's not here."

'I know,' Autumn thought, mentally rolling her eyes. 'Because Lucas is currently fucking her.' However this thought never reached her face, which just looked as mentally exhausted and pitiful as she could muster.

"I…know this doesn't help but…I try to get her to leave you alone. I really do. I don't…know what she has against you specifically." Matt said sympathetically with a sigh.

From what Autumn understood of the situation, that was almost comical. Clearly the more he tried to "help", the more attention he drew to her. Nice enough guy but clearly not too bright.

Autumn just looked up at him silently as if she wanted to say something in response but wasn't sure how to phrase it. When she bumped into him, she made sure that she landed in an unintentionally sexual pose. Even the way her dress rested was showing more of her legs than she usually did. She was slightly out of breath, suggestively panting. Just enough to give him a preview and simultaneously make him feel really bad about enjoying it under the circumstances.

Matt's eyes did slightly bulge and he visibly gulped, so the extra seductive effort didn't go to waste. "Er…let me help you up." He offered, holding out his hand.

This time, Autumn's eyes widened. She wasn't expecting any actual touching this soon. She took his hand and let him help her, while mentally yelling to herself, 'Blush! Blush, damn you! Fucking blush!' Autumn could feel the heat growing in her face, showing that it was working. "Th…thanks…" She finally responded, shyly. She echoed his early reaction to how she fell, with a gulp and clear indication that she wasn't used to someone holding her hand like that.

Matt cleared his throat uncomfortably and let her go, trying not to pay too much attention to her as she fixed her dress, making herself presentable again. "Don't mention it…" He mumbled.

Autumn opened her lips as if she were about to say something, drawing his attention to them and then made him wait for it. After enough silence she started, "Why-…?" And that was it. She let Matt finish the endless possibilities of the unasked question in his head. "It's…nothing….nevermind. Thanks again." She murmured quickly, turned around and walked away. There was a temptation to sway her hips a bit to make sure he was looking at her ass but from her research if a guy likes you and you walk away and he's into that, he's going to look at your ass. Done deal. No point in the extra effort. She didn't want to overplay her hand.

It can't look like she's trying to seduce him to anyone but Ashleigh when the time comes. Less is more. And so far everything was going according to plan. First contact, successful. Now for phase 2.