The problem was, I was no longer her boyfriend, and I was going to say quite clearly that I wasn’t going to marry her.It seemed funny to me that I w...s actually calm and at peace with the idea of having a baby; that my biggest concern was ruining my year away. I admitted to myself that if that happened, despite all the grief I would get from my parents, I had done the single most important thing I needed to do, perhaps the most important thing for my mental health I would ever do — I had said. When her bra popped off and fell down her chest, her long black hair covered her exposed tits, my heart felt like it was going to explode. She pulled back her hair and I got a full view of my sisters breasts not 2 feet from my face, she slowly stood up and pulled down her pajama bottoms revealing her tiny pink panties. She spins around and pulls them down off her butt and down her legs, slowly turning back around and kneeling down again and peering through the hole I was looking into, instead. Are you sure you can stand this?" I sat back down on one of the double beds and licked suddenly dry lips."Do you have anything to drink?" I asked. He misunderstood and shook his head."No, but I think you should take this Valium," he said, offering me a tiny yellow tablet."It'll help calm your nerves," he said gently. I accepted it and then got a soft drink from the cooler that he had, in fact, brought with him.Carl had managed to get one high-end digital camera into the room, hiding it in the. Kidney beans, perfect. He couldn’t make out an expiration date, but he had no choice. He set the can to one side and walked over to the kitchen drawers, pulling them out and searching for cutlery or a can opener. Most of what was there was rusted beyond use, the blades of the knives and the prongs of the forks decaying into orange dust because of the pervasive damp. Eventually, he found a manual can opener that looked intact enough to use and brought it eagerly to the can of beans. He had never.