I look out the window of my bedroom, away from the computer screen. I see the fence line and trees overhead. They might as well not exist. I remember ...o vividly each of the last eleven years. I run the months through my mind, and I wonder how I could have changed things to accommodate what I now know is true. I pour myself over the emotions and the feelings that you inspire in me. I no longer doubt the veracity of anything I ever felt, nor anything that comes to my mind in the present. When I. "Beg, Sherlock. Beg me to use you and fuck you into my desk." Please," he burst out suddenly, "Mycroft, please I need your cock in my arse, I need you to fuck me IneedyouPLEASE." He writhed against the fierce pleasure, seeking some form of relief, finding none. His brother pulled the dildo out roughly and spun his brother around, seating him on the desk before he pressed into him without further preamble. Sherlock felt himself being flipped by deceptively strong arms, and was seated. He wrapped. You are a conniving bitch, and I don’t want or need you in my life!”With that, she stepped aside and waited for Sydney to realize she had been serious and wanted her gone.“Fine, if that’s the way you want it, I’ll go. But keep this in mind, the man you are about to marry was this close to fucking me and he didn’t even realize his mistake. Doesn’t that bother you, sister?” Sydney said in her typical snarky tone.“Leave, Sydney!” Reina demanded. “I’m done playing your mental mind fuck games where. Rita quickly got things organized as she had the children go back upstairs to "watch the house" while Julia, Bill and she went into the kitchen for coffee and tea. The children wanted to ask and have answered a ton of their questions but they would have to wait a little longer for that.Rita began making tea and coffee as Julia and Bill sat at the table."Julia, we have to be at P&WA eight tomorrow morning for a meeting. We don't have a choice in this matter. We will also need my tux and a formal.