It was self deprecating enough to convince myself I wasn't hiding any ugly truths from myself. It worked very well as an explanation but for one litt...e thing. I knew it wasn't true. She said, "Well, we aren't on speaking terms at the moment so I don't see that conversation, or any other for that matter, happening." "What was the very last thing he said to you?" The waiter came and took our order. When he had left she said, "Fuck you," and took a prissy sip of her drink. . My parents were at the airport to pick me up but I was really expecting my sister to there along with her husband and kid. We reached home, I had a quick shower and slept for a while. Amma, Appa and I had dinner together and we spoke for sometime before going to bed.I went to my room, took my phone and laid on my bed. My sister had texted me on Whatsapp. Her message read, “Hey bro, hope you had a safe journey. Sorry, I couldn’t be there at the airport, I had a meeting in the office that I. I don't know if it was my imagination, but she seemed to take a moment or two longer getting the lemonade out of the fridge than it should have done. The thought occurred to me because I was treated to an extra long look at her delicious ass as she bent over. We moved into the living room which was nice and cool due to the blinds being closed. She explained that she really needed to take a shower before she could sit down and that she would not be long, inviting me to browse the newspaper and. Mind you, it had probably had suffered the most use by a long way; the juices released in Julie's room mostly having been hoovered up by her, or Vee's, voracious mouth before they got to the bedding!We carefully positioned Adrian's suitcase in the sitting room next to the sofa, and made it look as if he had been sleeping in Sian's sleeping bag on the sofa. We left Sheila's case in Sian's room, as if she was sleeping on her cousin's floor.The very last thing we needed was a row with either.