“He had a girlfriend that he was fooling around with up until a few months ago. That is part of the reason I wanted to tell him so bad, got tired of...hearing about all the action he was getting,” he said. “Fucking guys. You are so fuckin’ silly with that shit,” I said rolling my eyes. “What shit are we silly about?” Drew asked as he reentered the room. “Men’s need to compete by telling each other stories about getting some,” I explained. “Ahh, well, I’m not counting his stories unless you’re. You're so cute with your imagination...", as she started to walk towards the bathroom again trying to minimize the damage."No, I'm serious, the feeling of Dave slamming his dick into me from behind while I sucked off James... You have no idea!! Honestly it wasn't even the sex, it was the fact that I knew how bad I was being, that I was getting away with something, that's what turned me on more than anything. And at the end when I was wiped out and Dave climbed back on me for a third. It didn't matter if it was in my way, if it was on the floor it might be in her way, and that was a bad thing. Then it was time.I headed down the hall into the kitchen for my usual orange juice and toast. Surprise! There was a pan of those pop-up cinnamon rolls fresh out of the oven. Last meal for the condemned? If so, then don't waste it. I grabbed a small plate and snagged a couple. Of course you can't properly appreciate fresh cinnamon rolls with orange juice, and I'm not really a coffee. You’re a killer.”Now, I understood so much of the distance I had felt growing up. I had been unwanted and feared. It hurt my heart to feel I had somehow let them down and disappointed them just by living. I loved them, and craved that they love me back.“He was protecting me! He’s my brother! He’s a good person!” Eliza started to shout back. Dad just put up his trembling hand to soothe her and quiet her down.“That may be, and you can’t say it’s not a better world without that devil in it” dad.