Jim and Carol wore me out.”“Yeah,” Candy said. “Can I borrow him some evening? Nancy wants to as well. In fact, she said she wants to be in a ...angbang, now that she does not have to be a good girl.”Carol blushed at that. She had, after all, told Jim to look around. She was not sure she wanted him looking around here. After all, except for Margaret, none of them was leaving here alive. “I guess this could be his own private brothel for a while.”“Hey,” Liz interjected “What about Peter? Can’t he. .... pain." Damnit. My sister had heard me grunting. I hastily get everything on and come out of the door."Hey, sis. I'm fine. I was...... Brushing my teeth and I bit my tongue.My sister turns away, and I can swear I see her blush.Later, my parents tell me and my sister goodbye, and my sister walks into my room after a while totell me she's getting a shower.I tell her okay, and I wait. Ever since I started fantasizing about my sister, I have hoped she wouldslip up and leave my bathroom door. Did it worked? Clara held her breath and hoped for the best. She gripped the bedsheet tighter, ignoring the aches on her limbs."How silly of me. I almost forget to prescribe you your medicine." the doctor let out a soft laugh.Holy shit! Clara face blanched. She eyed the doctor, hoping that he was just pretending to be. When he actually pulled out his booklet and started writing down prescription that Clara knew the command worked."Take it to the pharmacist." the doctor handed the piece of paper. Enough with the fairy princess Disney crap. "In case you hadn't noticed," I told her. "I am not a young girl anymore."Babette smiled. "No, but the question is still the same no matter how much you want to run away from the answer, Cherie," She sat forward. "Shall I invite him over?"Excuse me?My mouth dropped open in shock. "No," I gasped. "Are you crazy?" Then how are you going to meet?" she asked.Was that a trick question? Meet? Like right now? In front of the mob and their fucking mobile.