Please let me finish.”Me: “Are you enjoying this? Do you like having sex with your younger brother?”Kavana: “Yes. Yes. I love it. I love getti...g fucked by you. Now please let me climax.”I stopped fucking again. She turned and looked at me. She was a little tired. The fury angry look on her face was long gone.Kavana: “Please let me climax. Don’t torture me like this.”I smiled at her. Made her lie on her back. I pulled her to the edge of the bed, lifted her legs and started fucking again in the. There were dreams but none of them made any sense to her. All the figures were shrouded in a light fog and she was unable to make out any distinctive features. The only thing she was definitely sure of was that one of the things in her dream had been a dog, a HUGE dog at that. Something was familiar about the animal but it was lost in her dreams and she'd be unable to remember what it was once she woke up in the morning.Once she was sitting on the edge of her double bed she tried, in vain, to. She moved in with Amanda until she was ready to live on her own again. She missed her own funeral. I went, to support Amanda of course. I imagined that it was Annalise we were burying, because for all intents and purposes, we were. My sweet Anna had been driven from her own mind and body by Charlotte's Hostile Takeover. She was an innocent, but bad things happen to good people too.In the first few weeks after the funeral life got back to a semblance of normal. I avoided Charlotte/Anna as much. Shower satham vandadu. nan pesama hall la irunden. nan vandadu sumadhi akkavuku theriyadu. siridu nerathula sumadhi akka thalayila towela suthittu eerap pavadayooda roomuku poha vanda. enna kandadum “nee eppada vanda? yen enna koopudala” enru ketta. ennaku en kangalaye namba mudiyala, kanava endru thoonuchchu. sumadhi akka kulikum poodu katiyirunda melliya white petticoatoda en munnala ninna, avalum ada pathi marandutaa pola. Oh, my god! Odambula ottikondu irunda eerap pavadakulla ore busu busu.