“Thanks, Paul…“It doesn´t come for free...i hope that you realize that, Anja…“I do, Paul...and thanks again..He leaned back against the kit...hen counter and took his glass.“I need a blow job, Anja…She gasped. Then she squatted in front of him. When she pulled his apron to the side, she found that he already had unzipped and had taken his cock, semi-hard, out, well before she came back from the cellar. “I...i don´t think I am very good…“Then you need practice..” he interrupted and pulled her face. When he entered me I saw a flash of Alex’s intense gaze. It didn’t help that they were brothers and looked so much alike. When I fell over the edge of ecstasy I was no longer sure if I was picturing him or Alex inside me. We lay spooning afterwards with his hand tracing light patterns over my skin. My mind was back to the same cycle and I was wracked with guilt. I loved Cameron, what was I doing fantasizing about his brother while we were making love? I now felt worse than ever. “I hope you. "How about we fuck each other?"She nodded, her eyes burning with a heat that started to exceed the combined energies of all the candles in the room. "I want you on top again, from behind." Her eyes widened. "Now."Well, that answered why she was on her belly again.Getting up on all fours, I moved around her. She watched me until I passed her shoulder. Then she laid her head down and gave herself over to what she would feel.For a moment, I sat behind her and just took in the sight of her. From. Way before I did anyway. And then she came along and stole that girlish fantasy. And then you…” Her fingers clench into a fist and she hits the doorframe.“Disappeared.”“Yea. That.”A door in the hallway opens and shuts. A muffled voice leaks out.“Fine, Miss Laney. Just finishing up with an old friend. I’m all right... No, I keep telling you I don’t handle Roscoe’s case. I’ll ask. Bye, Miss Laney. ”The round of a walker rattles off into the distance and I walk towards the door, put a hand on her.