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Background:
From the Journal of Ted Peterson
I'm 18-years-old, I'm 5'10" Blonde, have blue eyes and I play baseball, so I am athletic. I also enjoy hanging out with friends, and the like. I know this isn't very coherent or organized, but its my journal, so who's going to care.
I just wanted to cronical this, ok I needed someone to rant to.
My parents have been married since before I was born, and have been happily married since. This wasn't my father's first marriage, and he has an older daughter who I met like when I was 10, and have never seen since. She lives with her mother, or did until she got her own apartment.
I have always lived with my parents, and the twins, who are both 10 and were adopted from Romania, or I think It was romania, anyway that's not the point.
This summer, after I graduated from high school, the last summer before college, when I was to hang out with friends, and such, enjoy the last days with my friends, play sports and everything...this happens. My parents decided to go on a cruise for the summer, and decided it would be a good idea to rent out our house. Brilliant...not, They sent the twins to live with my grandparents, but there was no way in hell I was going there, I don't want to spend the summer shoveling cow shit on their farm. I thought to stay with friends, except last minute my friends said I couldn't stay with them. This Left me S.O.L. because I had no money, and couldn't stay at an apartment or anything. So, I got stuck either going to shovel cow shit, or going to stay with my elder half sister. She had offered, and so I was like fine, if I have to leave my friends, might as well go to where there's actualy a freaking civilization, not the middle of some poky town in grand freaking nowhere also known as Kansas.
Lets say, that I've dated girls in the past, and most of them have been like me, most have even looked like me. In fact I saw this one girl, who could wip my ass, ok I did more than see her, she actually did wip my ass, but that's a story for another day. The point I'm driving at, Is I never considered a woman sexually, what was the point, my parents had told me sex was wrong, masterbating was wrong, so I said Ok. Who Was I to know I was missing anything. Oh hell I masterbated, but not very often, I didn't see what everyone else saw in it. Yeah it felt good, but honestly, it wasn't the end all be all of life. Sure all my friends said it was better when given by the hand of another, but I had never found out, so who was I to care. No one had offered so this still left me shit out of luck in that department too. This seems to happen to me a lot.

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Ted Peterson was about to get off the plain, it was the point where they were just now filing off the plain and he hefted his lap top case in one hand, and glared at the person in front of him. He didn't know what to expect when he got off the plain, all he knew was that he was pretty sure he wasn't going to like it.
"Come move people." he muttered, not like he was in a hurry, to go and probably sleep on a couch for 2 months, sharing an apartment with some chick he didn't know who was supposedly related to him. Just what he would call fun. She had better not mother him, he thought, he'd give her what for, she wasn't his mother, and he wouldn't take it.
I'll not get a moment in the bathroom for the rest of the summer. he thought, didn't women take for ever in bathrooms, that's what someone had told him. None of the girls he knew did, but most of them looked uglier and more disheveled than he did.
Finally he stepped off the plain and looked around for his sister, he had no idea what he was looking for.
 
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Why did the Chicago airport have to be so huge. He thought to himself as he filed through the gate, he didn't see his sister anywhere, not like he knew what he was looking for, other than the fact she was a woman. That narrowed the possibilities to just about...ok just over 2000 people. He could already feel this was going to be one hell of a long day. He wished he had a microphone, then he could, This is Ted Peterson, if you are my sister, please stand up. But, he didn't, and...that wasn't the first impression he wanted to give, was it. Did he even care what kind of impression she got of him? He didn't even know who she was. I bet she's a bitch, he thought to himself, that'd be my luck. No friends, and all I have is some sister I don't know. ANd I bet she'll make me get a job too. Well, that wouldn't be so bad if she was a bitch, he thought to himself as he shoved his way through the throng of people. Did everyone have the same flippin idea? It was saturday night, didn't anyone else have anything better to do than stand here at the airport?
And so it continued, as he scanned the faces, looking for any hint of familiarity.
 
The person she had approached, the guy had dark hair and looked at her, "Lo ciento, pero no hablo Ingles." (I'm sorry but I do not speak english).

Meanwhile ted was trying to get his bags from the bagage claim. He thought he heard a voice say his name and looked at the woman. Was that Jesica? He cleared his throat as he approached, "Excuse me ma'am, but were you looking for Ted peterson?" he asked, "I just thought you had said my name, so wanted to tell you that I am he." he said lamely. Fuck what was he supposed to say? He realized he was rambling and threw up his hands, "Are you Jesica?" he asked. He swiped a hand through his short cropped blonde hair as he waited for her response.
 
Ted noticed they seemed to have eyes of a similar color. He let her take his lap top as he hoisted his heavy suit case over one shoulder. "Yeah, I got it all." he said.
He walked in silence for a while, and as they stood at the back of her car stowing his stuff he commented, "So, how've you been?" which was a little lame because it wasn't like they were old friends, having just met, but it was the best he could come up with.
 
he nodded, "Yeah this is a bit awkward isn't it."
They drove mostly in silence, and finally they got to her apartment. He walked in with her, "So where am I setting up shop? You have an extra room, a pull out couch, am I dumed to the floor?" he laughed a little. He didn't know why he was shy, that wasn't like him. It clicked, she was gorgious, in a way he had never seen before. And he liked what he saw, although he was very descreat about his looking. He plopped his bags just inside the door and awaited her answer.
 
he laughed, "Sure, pizza sounds good, and heck I'd never tell dad. Nice place you got here." he added, "Better than I expected, what do you do for a living anyway?" he asked curiously as he sat on her couch and lounged back stretching his long legs out.
 
he scoughed, "Not likely." he said taking the beer. "I have had a few, but nothing serious. last one was homelier than my dog." he quipped, "Ok that was a little mean, but sadly, true." he laughed, "None of them looked anything like you, Had I known they grew them so beautiful around here, I would have made a visit sooner." he said, "Or are you an exception to the rule?" He sipped from the beer as he regarded her.
 
He laughed, "Oh thanks you're too kind." then he got a curious look on his face. "Wait a moment, you said dad. I assumed you were calling my father that because he lived with you, being the only father figure you knew, but I thought he wasn't your real father? I thought you were a product of your mother's first marriage?" H asked, "I'm just trying to understand, whether we have blood relation or not." he said with a smile, "Or is my father your father as well? he really doesn't talk about you or your mother much so I never had the situation explained to me." he said, "I don't mean to pry..." he said trailling off feeling kind of stupid.
 
"Yeah, we would have liked to get to know you too. I especially think Julian and Romeo would have liked you." he said, "They like everyone." he said with a smile. "They're good kids. learning to play baseball, just like their older brother." he said with a smile. "You play any sports or such?" he asked curiously.
 
he laughed, "Old? You're what, 21, 22?" he asked.
"Yeah I'd like to think I'm good. I play a pretty mean short stop or second baseman. Gonna try to play at the college level. I played catcher, until my knees didn't allow me to crouch like that anymore." he said. "I think bad knees runs in our family. I mean they're not that bad, its just courching for long periods is out."
he sipped on his beer. "I don't need to go to the jim usually, We do have a weight room at school, and I go there, but that's about it." he commented.
 
he laughed, "25 isn't that old. And you don't look that old. I mean you don't look like a kid, you look very...um, womanly maybe that's how I should put it. Oh heck you are beautiful, but yeah, nevermind, I'm shutting up." he said turning to stare at the telivision which wasn't on, but at least he wasn't looking at her as he took a long pull on his beer.
 
Ted caught the look at her lacy underpants and blushed as his cock jumped in his pants. This was his sister what the heck was he doing. "Sure, another sounds fine. As whe was getting the bears the pizza arrived. "That was quick he told the guy as he pulled out his wallet and paid the driver taking the pizza back inside. "Oy sis, where do you want me to put the food?" he asked as he walked towards the kitchen.
 
he pulled out his cell phone and dialed his parents. He got ahold of his mother relating that he had arrived alright and Jessica would take good care of him, and yes he wished her to have a good trip. He ended the call, "Love you too mom, bye."

He nodded, and took the bowl of ice cream she offered him. "Ah, thank you so much." he said, "So..." he said unsure of what to talk about now.
 
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