I just hoped he'd make it. "Please God, let him pull through. "I hurriedly ran out to the car.We rode out to the apartment. It was very quiet and nobo...y said anything. I silently cried for Curly, tears streaming down my cheeks, careful to not let Rick see. When we got there, Rick said "We're leaving here tonight. Get all your things together. No time for showers, baths or anything. We've got to go now!"We packed up up the car quickly and locked the door and left the key and a short note. Over time the fantasy grew, a magnificent tree on the barren plains of her mind, offering erotic comfort, a place to escape from the growing intensity of her own loneliness and despair.It wasn’t long before the ‘what if’ fantasy was overshadowed by an ascending need to have brother and sister carnally bonded. She dreamed often of increasingly erotic encounters between the two and each dream ended in a powerful climax. She had all the time in the world to envision a liaison between her children. I felt sodeliciously slutty.The game started at 8 o’clock and by 10, four of myhusband’s friends had their hands up my skirt far enoughto feel my bare ass and one of them, the one I wasattracted to the most, was rubbing my pussy lips withhis fingers and then sucking them clean, looking into yeyes as he did that. Man, was I ever getting wet! Fiveguys other than my husband telling me how hot I was andI’m eating it all up.By the end of the poker game two more of them had runone. ”Handing me the food, she asked, “Do I know the girl?”I sat down and ate the food very quickly. It’s hard to be upset and hungry at the same time.“I promised her I would keep her name to myself for now,” I said answering her question.She sat next to me, “I had no idea that my little brother was a player. How many times have you ‘done it?’”“Four, each one better than the previous time!”She took a fry off my plate and ate it, “Where did you go to do it?”“I’m not ready or willing to talk to my.