I compose myself and say to Amy, "I'm really sorry about that" "Lauren, its okay to cry, to show emotion and feeling" "I feel so cringeworthy right no..." "Don't be, whatever gets said in this room, stays in this room, okay?" Amy gives me a look. A look that just sparks off my arousal. So fucking sexy. "Amy, the person I... oh god... I never thought I'd say this... the person.... the person... is you." I look at Amy's face. It is one of shock and disbelief. "Right... I'm going to go..." I then. I was frozen to this spot, unable to move. I wanted to just go over to her, cover her with her robe, let her out of her restraints, and then just run. I figured I would do that, retreat to my room as quickly as possible, then abuse my penis until it was chafed and raw. But that’s not what fate apparently had in store for me that night.I went over to the side of the bed, intending to reach up and unhook her. I wanted to just unclasp the hand restraints, throw her robe over her, and high tail it. You know the old saying, "You don't know what you've lost until it's gone!"Anyway back to my struggles with love or finding the right girl for me at least. Shirley's friend came down to stay for the weekend a couple of times. We made wonderful music together, but I'm afraid there wasn't much in the way of chemistry between us. It appeared to me that I could find plenty of women to bed and have a good time with. But I just couldn't find one who could ignite my fire like Emily could and she was. Here I was my parents had just died and I walk in on my sister making out with her girlfriend and had gotten a boner. What kind of asshole must I be. Just as I finished my first drink my sister walked in as she did I poured my self a second drink because I new I was not ready for the whole my sister is a lesbian talk not after everything we both were going through. I began to wonder if my parents had known about this or if this was something new cause as far as I knew my sister hadn't told them.