The Switch_(1)

Introduction: This is my first time posting a story. If you are looking for nothing more than a bunch of graphic sex scenes then please hit the back button now. The story is completely fictional and completely my own creation. If you have any comments that would help me tell a better story. Please feel free to leave them. If it’s not your type of story then please don’t vote negatively or leave comment just to be mean. There is allot more to this story and I would love to post more if it is received well. This first part is setting most of the ground work for the entire story so I hope that you get pulled into the characters and not find it boring and wordy. There will be more action and adventure in the chapters to come if the reviews are positive and you would like to hear more of the story unfold.


THE SWITCH – CHAPTER ONE

Jessica sat in her room, knuckles white from squeezing the crap out of the small statue she held in her hand. It was the only thing she received from her grandmothers estate. The only thing from her mom’s side of the family. She barely remember her grandmother and yet she had made it a point that this little Tiki looking statue go to her granddaughter. It fit perfectly in heard hand and she would squeeze it when she got angry . Somehow she always seemed to feel better afterwards. She was so mad at Ryan , her step brother, that she wanted to scream. Their Parents ( Jessica’s Father & Ryan’s Mother) were celebrating their one year anniversary and taking a long four day weekend at a vineyard in Northern California, leaving the two of them alone. Their parents left Ryan in charge even though Jessica was two months older, Ryan was the “responsible one” they said. More like a boring , ass-kissing, frucking boy scout, if you asked her. She knew it was a school night and the rules were “no going out on school nights“. Those were the rules. No exceptions! Seriously though! Who would know? Their parents were gone and if he didn’t say anything, no one would be the wiser.

Ryan, the little goody-two-shoes, said he would tell if she went out . God she hated living here. Jessica loved the house. I mean what’s not to love right! The house was huge, swimming pool, game room, home theatre! Great neighborhood! It was the people she couldn’t stand. Her Dad marrying “that woman”. She seemed nice enough and was very pretty . She had a good Job as a Nurse but she never let Jessica get away with anything. She wasn’t mean. It was just that Jessica was used to her previous life, where she was allowed to do what ever she wanted for the most part. Her dad had to work long ours to support them. When he was home, Jessica was Daddy’s Little Girl and could do no wrong. Even if she did get in trouble it was never anything that a smile, hug and some dimples couldn’t get her out of. She had him wrapped around her little finger.

Don’t even mention having to move to a different school and make new friends. It took her all year to find and infiltrate the “A list” at her new school. Now to be told she could go out with her friends? Jessica was fit to be tied! She had watched enough CSI shows to know she’d never get away with killing him. They always get caught and with her olive complexion she would look horrible in one of the orange jump suits. She had to figure out something . She had tried everything . She even went as far as offering to set him up with one of her girlfriends. He said no! Seriously, her and her friends were easily four of the hottest girls in school and he said no. She figured he must be gay! There could be no other explanation! Jessica figured she would wait till after dinner and then she would try one more time to convince Ryan to let her go out with her friends.

Ryan was in the kitchen making dinner and muttering to himself. What an selfish, self centered Bitch! She had no respect for their parents or this house. The only reason they had the house in the first place was because of the lawsuit from the wrongful death of Ryan’s dad. He was a fireman and when his station responded to a structural fire at a local manufacturing plant, they had no idea that the company had not been disposing of their waste chemicals but merely stockpiling them in the basement until business picked up and they could resume having their waste disposed of properly. No one expected the fire and the fire department had no idea the amount of combustibles that were under them when they entered the building. They place went up like a roman candle taking the lives of two fireman in the process. Ryan’s father was one of them. He would gladly trade everything to have his father back.

Jessica’s mother ran off when she was just a baby . Apparently, she was a party girl and felt she was too young when she got pregnant with Jessica, So, she left her with her dad and was never heard from again. Ryan was almost 11 when his father died, It was the day before his 11th birthday, Ryan felt sorry for Jessica at times for not having a mother, but that was no excuse for treating her mother like the hired help in her own house.

Ryan had a good, strong relationship with his mother. He talked to her about everything. He had learned that if he did his chores without being told, got good grades, obeyed his mother rules without argument that he was had earned her trust. Ryan was no boy scout mind you! Ok! well technically he was a boy scout when he was younger. But he had also earned a few new merit badges for partying, carousing and just plain old mischief that they never had in the scouts.