I sighed and had one more card to play that might stave off this discussion. “I thought the four of you would understand why I wouldn’t want to ta...k about this in particular. Do you feel particularly like telling me all the details of what happened at Marlene’s that weekend? I don’t want to put you through it, so I don’t ask what they did to you.”I got slightly softer looks from them after that, but the topic wasn’t going to go away that easily. “I can talk about it,” Beck said. She’d gone back. But what could I say? ‘Sorry, I thought I was about to fuck your friend, not you? Or Whoops, I guess I ate out my little s!ster. My bad?’We managed to get home, and into our separate rooms, without so much as looking at each other. Sleeep came with great difficulty.* * *Being around Anna got awkward after that. I tried avoiding her, but couldn't do so forever. After almost two days of avoiding each other I manned up and decided I needed to talk to her."Anna?" I called out, knocking on her. Things were so grim for him, sometimes. He had a lovely wife, Osceola, who kept him locked in a chastity device 99 percent of the time. Once a month Osceola would stand before Emmett, usually wearing a tight pink T-shirt (she had lovely melons) and she’d berate him.?Don’t you wish you could touch these precious orbs, you pathetic, self-centered little crybaby?? Osceola would ask, as she tossed the key to the chastity belt to her grateful husband. ?You’re lucky I let you look at my boobies at. . I'm sure you get the picture. It was some time before Amy was able to do any meaningful work on her degree.After a few weeks, they did settle into a routine of sorts, and if we were both sleep deprived, at least I needed less than Amy. I got used to pushing a double buggy (I almost said, pram... ) and got into the habit of biting my tongue when I was taken for their grandfather...I knew about milestones; the time they began to hold their heads up, the moment they were able to sit up, or roll;.