Then she told me that she’s seen my diary which I’d packed at the bottom of my bag and read what I’d written about her. I have to admit I’d ha... a bit of a crush on her and had said so in my diary because I figured nobody would get to read it. I was almost mad at first but was kinda worried how she felt. `What were you doing going through my bag anyway?’ I asked. She was obviously scared to answer but I felt so relieved when she did. `I was… looking at your bra’s, I was wondering what size you. It was these moments that made me think, and if I haven’t said it before, I’ll say it now, when I think, I think fast and hard. Days, weeks, months speed by in my mind as I picture myself with Zoe, going through school together, driving on dates, getting engaged, married, having a family. With the happy things came the what-if’s that always planted doubts in you mind. But I figured I’d ignore those for once, since usually they were enough to deter me. I didn’t word my thoughts, but. I arched my back as he swirled his tongue around in my twat. It was so amazing to feel. I groaned, my thighs clamping down on his head. I humped against him, loving the feel of him licking my twat.His whiskered lips rubbed into my labia. His tongue fluttered around in me. I groaned, my boobs jiggling. The rakshasa watched as my brother devoured me. My hair flickered with red light as I enjoyed his incestuous mastery of my body.He knew how to lick and lap at me. He knew just what to do to make. Finally I said, "Do you always go braless?" Yes. I hate wearing a bra. Does it bother you?" Not at all. In fact, I think its very sexy." Me sexy?" She laughed."I think so." Well I'm fat and ugly. But some guys do like it. My last boyfriend said he liked bigger girls. God rest his soul. He was shot by gang members right out in the front yard. I'll never forget seeing my mate's lifeless body. It was very real. When you're dead you are gone." That must have been very disturbing." "Yea, especially.