"I would have liked a baby." You could've had a child any time," I said."Not without Santos," she said between her teeth."We should be getting back, S...rah," I told her."Are you ever going to call me sister?" she asked."Technically, you're not," I said, repeating an answer as old as the question."And spiritually?" Remember what you said once: with Joshua dead childless, Jacob genetically anomalous, and your Santos murdered, the Director's line was ended," I told her."I was very angry at daddy. The way the cabin sits you have to park thirty feet away and walk up a slight rise to get to the door and since the south wall has no windows no one knows you are coming unless you have a real noisy vehicle. I parked and walked up to the cabin and as I rounded the southwest corner of the cabin I glanced in the window and saw Frank fucking my wife. They were on the floor lying on a bearskin rug in front of the fireplace, Brenda's leg were up on his shoulders and her hands were on his ass pulling. You begin to move your hands down towards my clit as I beg you to stop. You slap me in the face and tell me that if I say another word, Ill be sorry. I shut up. But start crying. You slowly force three fingers into my cunt, not giving me the privilege of feeling one or two first. I let out a sharp yelp, and thats when you decide to slip a nipple into your mouth. You hear me start to moan, uncontrollably. Except this isnt about my pleasure, its about yours, so you bite down on the nipple in your. ‘Because you want me,’ she bluntly put. ‘And I want you.’ Rogue couldn’t help but feel a little hurt, being assumed to be such a sex crazed maniac that she would abandon all she stood for so she could have a roll in the sack with a murderer. Sad thing was, she was considering it. Despite what Cat had done, it was all being trumped by the fact she had given Rogue control of her powers. She couldn’t admit that though, she had to do the right thing. ‘In any case, Cat,’ Rogue spoke up, noticeably.