" Shelly smiled happily...."Well, alright then. Maybe it won't be as bad as I first thought." CHUG! CHUG! CHUG! CHUG! CHUG! CHUG! CHUG! CHUG-"Note to ...elf; never again trust my sister about anything. Ever.The scene of a shirtless guy with tattoos chugging down a gallon of beer as a small crowd encouraged him was the first thing to grace my sight as soon as we entered the house.Loud music played in the background, college students crowded rooms and halls to claustrophobic levels, a couple of. They told me to turn around, and Timothy started screaming and laughing, and the Gospel was swearing at him, and the smell was awful. I could hear them beating on him and buzzing sounds and screamings and the smell got worse and worse, and then it was suddenly quiet. I couldn’t breathe because it smelled so bad.I ran out and I ran down the road and The Gospel was shouting after me and I had to get away.By the time I found my sister, I couldn’t talk hardly at all. I never saw her again after. So she started asking about the girl and other thing. And I told her some fake stories.She – how often u have sex with herI – m not that lucky as u. U r already married s don’t have problem. U can have when u want.She – u know uncle comes once or twice a months for a day only.I – so you miss him in bed.She – sometimes really badlyI – so what do you do at that time?She – it’s my personal matter so why should I tell u?I just keep on asking indirectly for many times so finally she told that she. Had someone been looking at it while I was in the restroom? Does someone know of my secret fantasy?The rest of the day I kept looking over my shoulder, wondering who seen the video on my phone. No one said anything. By the end of the day I was thinking I imagined that my phone was moved. I had myself convinced that no one had seen what I had been looking at.That night after dinner I asked Michael if he had thought any more about what we had talked about last night.“Oh, you mean that threesome.