Lesbian Stepsisters

By: Tod Hunter - AVN
In-House Review - Apr 21 2015

A coming-of-age drama where a young woman finds that the reason for her lack of interest in sex isn't what she thought.

Pepper Kester is a moony, asexual, intellectual type-who can make an offhand reference about feeling alone in a crowd "like a person in an Edward Hopper painting"-whose lawyer mom married a Hollywood producer with a hell-raising daughter with a bleached-blonde bob (Miley May) who wears her sexuality on her sleeve and is not averse to tricking with gal pal Veruca James in her bedroom with the door open. "I hate her!" Kester says in voiceover.

Three guesses where this is going, especially when Pepper walks away from spying through the open door, lies down on her bed and flashes back to what she just saw. She talks it over with her shrink Sovereign Syre, who draws out that Pepper has never had sex but has sated her curiosity by accessing porn websites-watching a steamy scene with Lola Foxx and Misha Cross-and Syre thinks she might be a latent lesbian and not know it. Pepper rejects this ("I think I'd know if I was a lesbian!") but is amenable to Syre's experimental advances. "This is a special kind of therapy I do here. One we don't talk about." That night, she wakes up abruptly-or did she dream the whole thing?

The next morning, when Pepper brings Miley good news in the mail, Miley-fresh out of the shower-coquettishly says, "I knew you were watching the other day." Pepper denies it for a second. "I know you were watching. It turned me on a little bit to have my future sister watch me fuck someone." The scene that follows is credible and watchable, and in tune with Kester's character, who says in voiceover, "We never made love again after that. We pretended it never happened."

Kester has a good presence and can act, and May plays the bad-girl foil well.