She looked up at me, still crying, and said, “Why can’t I turn on men, why do they have to go to other women” (At least that is what I think she...said, like I said – she slurred her words) This was my moment. I knew she was plowed. There was no way she would remember tonight if all she had was alcohol; but add the pain pills. This was a sexual mulligan! I had her in my arms holding her up. She was looking up at me. I pulled her closer. “Naomi, you are a beautiful woman” I lowered my head, my. I walked behind with some of my friends.Once we got home Emily went to her room and I went to mine. First thing I did was retrieve the SD card. I didn’t feel right about it and was going to erase it. The whole shower idea had worked out well, but it was wrong. Emily was my sister and I would never do anything to hurt her. I felt bad about the whole thing. Not the sex part mind you, but how it all happened.About a half hour later I was doing my homework, or at least trying, when Emily knocked on. "Dad whispered back, "I won't ask where or how you got it, but people will kill for that." They'll do that for the metal and to stop me helping people." You take care of yourself and your family." I try Dad, I try very hard."Old school friends showing up would never have bothered me before but I figured it was too odd to happen now. It may be a government agency of some country or somebody that wants to get in on the gold I seemed to have so much of. All of my family could read my mind and they. Thank your girlfriend who just lays there. Thank the hottie whose hot body can't hide her bitchiness. Thank the girls who ignore you. Thank every whore who daily says, "be Porn. Be an addict." Thank to poppers, weed and ....There is only Porn and the perfect Porn goddesses who reward our worship with hour upon hour of bliss, and load after load from our balls.Porn reaches out and holds me, carressing me, calling me to come deeper and deeper. I never think - how do I break from this cycle? I.