The Intervention

Mary Anne walks into the kitchen with an armful of groceries, still wearing that pastel pink sweater and jeggings like the good step-mom she thinks she is. This is the same house her second ex-husband left her, along with his eighteen-year-old daughter Charlie. Mary Anne’s been too protective ever since the split, keeping Charlie under her roof where it’s “safer.” She calls out for help, gets nothing, and storms upstairs. Opens the bedroom door. Boom—Charlie topless in bed, lips locked with another girl. Mary Anne slams it shut, then barges back in, barking orders while the girls scramble for their shirts. Charlie tries to explain; her mother’s having none of it. No dykes under this roof. The girlfriend’s ordered out and the door gets slammed in Mary Anne’s face. Later that night Mary Anne’s pacing the bedroom, ranting to Steve—her greasy car-mechanic boyfriend—about the whole mess. He lounges on the bed in a dirty flannel and baseball cap, half-listening between chips. When Charlie finally comes home, Mary Anne blocks the doorway, arms crossed, ready for an “intervention.” Charlie gets told she’s cut off—college, money, everything—unless she proves she’s not gay by fucking a man. Steve’s the man. Charlie laughs at first, then sees the look on her step-mother’s face. She strips, drops to her knees, and starts sucking Steve’s cock while glaring up at Mary Anne. The blowjob turns into a hate-fueled fuck, Charlie trash-talking her mother the whole time. When Mary Anne decides the performance isn’t convincing enough she joins in, climbing onto Steve and showing her daughter “how a real woman does it.” Steve ends up pounding both women before blowing his load across their faces. After he leaves the two naked, sticky women stare each other down. Charlie grabs her clothes and storms out, shouting that she’s still a lesbian.