"So, why put a group of lesbians together? That doesn't sound like the smartest plan if you don't want anything to happen." The receptionist's mouth fell open at Gem's statement.

Well, Gemma isn't wrong. The head of the program greeted us and motioned for us to follow him. Gem and I looked at each other and took a deep breath. Here goes nothing.

The man led us to a room and had us change into hideous blue button downs and khaki pants. This uniform is making me rethink attending this 3 day excursion. Gem hissed every time her hand touched the cheap fabric. I even saw her scratch herself.

We walked out to see the man smiling brightly at us. He had on a white button down with a blue tie. His khaki pants were a little too big for him, so his belt was pulled tighter than necessary. He motioned for us to follow him.

"Hey, Gem." She turned at my whisper. "Why'd you tell grandmother you were a lesbian?"

"Because she was going to send you away and I thought that you may not want to be alone." She shyly admitted. I just smiled at my kind hearted sister.

We entered a room with 7 other girls. Gemma and I pulled up a chair to the circle. The girls smiled in acknowledgement, but they seemed so sad. I mean I would be too if I was sent here without a choice, actually...

"We are her to cure you all of the homosexual disease inside of you." The man held a Bible. Oh, so he's one of those people who is going to use scripture to justify his reasoning. "Together, we will beat this-"

"What if we're not a lesbian or homosexual." The man looked at Gem in confusion. "Like what if we're bisexual and like guys as well?"

"Yes! That's good. The demon hasn't fully occupied-"

"I think it'd help if we saw some hot shirtless guys." Gemma suggested while I face palmed. "Like I think it'd help." The girls looked at my sister in confusion.

The man quickly stood up to set up a projector. He then displayed some pictures of shirtless men. I rolled my eyes as Gemma assessed the pictures.

"I said hot, not bat shit ugly." She complained. "Like dark and handsome. Yep, exactly like Michael B. Jordan." At this point, she pushed the man away and googled pictures of the actor. "And then this picture of Jason Derulo would help." She pulled up the picture where you could see the outline of what he's packing. "He looks like at least 8 inches, right?" She turned to the flustered man. "Yep, I think this therapy is working."

"Umm... I'm glad you are feeling the effects of the program so quickly, but I beg you not to engage in sexual relations outside of marriage-"

"Which is more of a sin... homosexuality or sex?" The man stuttered to answer my sister's question. "Would you rather me engage in sex?" He honestly had no idea how to answer. "I'll settle with sex." She smiled and sat next to me.

I just shook my head in amusement at my sister's antics. The man was able to compose himself and continue with the program. He called the staff to assist him as he prayed for the demon to leave us. All the girls made eye contact with each other since it sounded like an exorcism. I can't believe it's barely been 10 minutes.

Ya, so Gemma's actions caused us to have chores! Note the sarcasm. Because Gemma embarrassed the guy, we have to clean the stables, milk the cows, and pick the eggs. I'm starting to think that Gemma is the actual sister I should be killing.

I convinced Gemma to clean the stables since she's so accustomed to working with horses. She scowled at me, but did it nonetheless. The cow milking was something else. Gemma began teasing me about milking boobies. She then asked if I liked milking the cow's boobs as I did sucking Nic's. I decided to squirt her with the milk and said it was like if Chico came all over her. She responded by grabbing the pail of milk and dumping it on me. I then jumped up, causing her to stumble backwards. Since she wasn't looking, she tripped and fell into a pile of horse dung.

We were both annoyed with our wet and stinky selves, but we still had to pick the eggs. Gemma and I flinched at the sound of the chickens. We managed to open the pen and reached under the chicken to pick the egg, but not without getting pecked a few times.

"When we reach under the chicken, is it like we're fingering it?" Her face scrunched up.

"Nah, it's like we're fisting it." We bursted out in laughter.

We were so distracted from laughing that we failed to notice the chickens escaping the pen. We heard the clucking and widened our eyes. We then began to chase the chickens around. Those little shits were so fast! Gemma tripped over some hay and fell into the trough and got soaked with water.

I skidded on some mud and went flying into the mud pit. I let out a stream of curse words. I then screamed when the hogs approached me. I tried to get up, but I kept slipping on the mud. The hogs snorted and jumped into the mud pit, splashing my face with mud. They then began to roll around and one actually rolled on top of me!

Gemma jogged over and tried to push the hog off me, but he was so heavy. I cursed at Gemma and told her to move the heavy shit. Through chuckles and fake apologies, she continued struggling to push the creature off me. I was annoyed since the side of my face was pressed into the mud.

"This thing will crush me to death!"

"Stop being so dramatic." Gem switched positions so that her back was now against the pig.

"Oh my God! Put your back into it more." She told me to fuck off. "Gem, I'm ready to go home."

"Why is he so heavy?! And it's not even been a day, but I'm ready to leave as well." She ended up slipping on the mud and face planting next to me. "Yep, totally ready to leave." She groaned.

"What's going on here?!" Several staffers ran over. "The chickens!" They then had people run to retrieve them.

Several men came and lifted the hog off me. They then told us to wash up. Like they had to tell us twice. Gem and I hopped into the open showers to scrub the dirt off. Gem was confused about their approach to make us straight when there weren't even shower curtains. She didn't understand their logic. I reminded her that dad said many of them barely passed kindergarten.

We then went to eat something. I'm not calling it food because I have no idea what that slop they put on my plate was. I have no idea what the chopped mystery meat covered in gravy was. Gem looked like she was about to vomit. I think I'll just fast for three days. Then, Gem and I can get a burger or something because there's absolutely no way I'm putting that sludge in my mouth.

"You're so pretty." Gemma complimented a girl with purple hair. She blushed and thanked her, but then her expression turned into panic when the staffer marched towards us. "I meant in a total no homo way!"

"You need to go into isolation." One of the staffers grabbed my sister.

"Hell, no." I pushed him off her. "Do not touch my sister or I'll see you in court!" I then turned to Gemma. "I'm ready to leave."

"Right back at you."

We walked to the door, only to be stopped by the leader. He was trying to convince us to stay, but I told him there was nothing that said he could hold us against our will. I was so close to hitting him with a foldable chair.

"This life you're living is full of sin. Do you want your soul to burn for all eternity?" He lectured us.

"A few things for you." He nodded at me. "Gemma, quote me." She nodded. "You have pigs, meaning you touched an unclean animal."

"Leviticus 5:2." She stated.

"You're shirt is made from cotton and polyester. There should be no mixing of fabrics in clothing."

"Leviticus 19:19."

"You have different kinds of flowers plotted around the border. Planting different seeds in the same field is forbidden."

"Leviticus 19:19." Gemma stated with a grin.

"You've trimmed your beard and cut your hair at the sides. Two infractions."

"Leviticus 19:27."

"Are we done?" I crossed my arms and narrowed my eyes at the gulping man. "I'd start looking for a new job because this place will be shut down." Gemma and I then walked out the building.

"So... where are we going now?" We looked at the corn fields everywhere. "Because I'm pretty sure we have no reception and I think the major attraction is the local Walmart." She looked around. "And I have no idea where that is."

"Uh, I think we can hitchhike, right?" Gemma gave me an unimpressed look. "Ugh! And I can't leave because then Z's punishment will be over and I kinda want her to suffer a bit." I laughed with no humor. "Don't tell me we have to go back inside."

"And after the show we displayed." Gemma groaned.

We were about to turn around, but an expensive car pulled next to us. I didn't even have to look at the man in the driver's seat to know who it was. Gemma and I groaned before looking at the smirking face of my dad. I ignored his smugness and sat in the passenger seat while Gem sat in the back.

"So... how was..." He paused to check his watch. "Not even 12 hours?" He gave us an amused look. "How about we spend the night and tomorrow we tour the Seneca Caverns before traveling home?"

"Were you waiting for us the entire time?" I narrowed my eyes at him.

"I went to my meeting, the man put me to sleep as I expected, and then I flew back here. I was going to wait here until nightfall for you two, but you surpassed my expectations with the short stay. I was expecting at least a day." He chuckled. "So, how about the Caverns?"

"Does Z get to end her punishment early?"

"I won't say anything if you two don't." Gemma and I smirked as we pinky promised out dad.

"Oh, can we get a burger. I'm starving!" Gemma complained from the backseat.