He hated being used as a chess piece, hated that he could not make his own decisions. His every move plotted out for him, only being a means to an end.....it was maddening. Nearly ironic, considering the devilish spirit of Wrath that raged within his body.But there was one solace in his grim life... Not that he would admit it, of course. That solace came in the form of his "sister", the vassal of Envy. Another of the Order of Sins. A slight smirk played upon his lips at the thought of her. She pulled away from him saying, "You men, always marking your property." Dad and I laughed, as I got up to Mom and held her close.We had a moment, and then I said, "I love you too, thank you for not kicking me out of the house."Dad chuckled saying, "What exactly are your long-term plans, or do you kids have any?" Daddy," Melissa said, walking over to him, "This is all new to both of us, so we haven't planned much farther then taking some classes together this coming Fall at CSUB." Melissa. "Wow, get a load of the view," whispered Alex pointing toward a seaward panorama of breathtaking splendor. Dark-blue ocean mottled here and there with lighter turquoise of a lagoon created a stunning vista all the way to the horizon."Beautiful," replied Julie nervously.Steps led from the entry landing down to a sunken sitting area near the windows. Four soft leather couches, situated like compass points, surrounded an enormous coffee table of burled wood. Seated on the couches already were. Even at five years old I love to take my bath every night because I was always left alone in the bathroom and I really got a thrill out of washing my cock and ass with a soppy wash cloth.Of course, nothing happened except the thrill I got from rubbing it.Even at our early age my sister and I both had chores and it was just my Dad and Mom’s nature the we never did them right. They were on our ass all the time about something. In all my live I never saw my Dad or Mom smile, hug or show any.