When it was time, when it was night and time for bed, only then did it become about sex. Again without urgency. Slow and loving. More rediscovering. B...dies and reactions. Eyes having intercourse as well as lips and tongues, penis and vagina. But Joe being Joe and Cheryl being Cheryl, it became relentless. Three orgasms for Joe. Several for Cheryl.Enough for Cheryl to need a break. At least her pussy. So the third night, in Miami, they just relaxed in bed and talked. It was making love. And. We have to forget everything and be a normal family.My mother was in her late 40’s by then, and she got us by blackmailing us emotionally. My sister and I had no choice but to forfeit our relationship. As days passed, I entered into the final year of my degree, and my sister Kavya had started working for an MNC in Mumbai. She shifted to Mumbai a year ago.We had to move on with our lives. My mom was the happiest of all. I still miss my sister sometimes, but after the incident, we only rarely. HENRY: Bet those two bitches go straight to prison for murder! You know who they are?MARTIN: From what I hear, the cops are calling it an accident, so they’re not releasing the girls’ names. Nothing happened to them. They got off Scot free!HENRY: Really?MARTIN: Sure! Several guys die down at the pool every semester, but no girl ever goes to jail ‘cuz of it. You know how it is, dude. Patriarchy! Men are disposable.HENRY: Yeah, I know how it is. I guess a guy knows the risks when he gets into one. I walked all over the house and eventually found her in the living room.I found her with Dave who was sitting next to her on the couch sitting very close to her. I was already aroused at what I knew was potentially going to happen.I don't know why I didn't see this coming, the flirting between Sonja and Dave seemed to be innocent enough, so not wanting to look insecure or overly possessive I let it go for months. Dave was the husband of one her girlfriends in her little group.On the weekends we.