I invited Edward for dinner one afternoon. Elizabeth was there as well. Over dessert, I made straight to the point. "Edward, as your brother I grow co...cerned that you do not have a position worthy of you."He rocked back, surprised I think at my boldness. He glanced at Elizabeth who simply smiled as if there was nothing at all amiss at this simple declaration of shared paternity. "Lord Northam," he said."Edward, at least you could address your brother by his name," I said. "It is Jeremy.". "Ummmm - no. I have some other things to do," you replied. Even at this moment you were not sure that you would meet him or go straight home. But if you did go, those other things would be something that she could not have ever possibly imagined. Truth be told, nothing you could have ever imagined.In a bit of a daze you leave the classroom and then the school building. You get into your car and still undecided as to what you will do. In fact, until you drive past the street you need to turn to. "I can't go like this." Sure you can. Go fuck that bitch and teach her a goddamn lesson inmanners." You can't be serious," he began."Oh I'm serious all right," I said. "I'm dead serious." But Honey, th-that's... that's rape..." he said.I poked him in the chest with a finger, causing him to flinch. "Whatwould it have been if she killed me yesterday? That would have beenmurder, wouldn't it?" But she didn't -" he began."But she *could* have. And she wasn't even sorry," I said. "Someoneneeds to. ” his voiced dropped silent when he watched me sliding my hands up my thighs and begin to push the bottom of my shirt up. He watched but he made no effort to stop me.“I mean I know you like looking at my tits.” I literally moaned as I pushed the fabric of my tank top up over my young, firm tits. His cock was beginning to throb against my foot.“Emily, you need to put your top back on and go home.” he said it but didn’t seem to believe his own words. I ignored them entirely.“You ever wonder what.