I never should have asked them to read and to vote for my stories. Perhaps they’re embarrassed that their little sister is a slut. Proud of what I w...ite and damn if I’ll apologize to anyone for all that I’ve written, I write erotica. So what? Yet and unfortunately for a writer of erotica, this is still puritanically moral America after all and my brothers are no different than most folks who haven’t gone through all the sexual abuse that I’ve gone through that has turned and twisted me in a. “Did you actually say that to me?” I said.“Julian, what you are looking for is revenge not money. I know it. Ava knows it. Hell, anyone who knows the story, and there are a few of us now, knows it. Twenty million, no strings! How about it?” he said.“No,” I said. “Not even close. And revenge? I don’t know if I would characterize things that way. I sacrificed everything for the woman, and you; and Candace too though I didn’t know about her at the time. I figure I’m entitled to what I’m asking. I also stretch myself, in the process my skirt rises up higher, you stare with lust filled eyes. I am enjoying at your cost, I sexily move my hips as my skirt rises higher even more.I wish you good night and pretend to be sleeping but I just lying thinking about how it would feel to have you touch me and feel you inside me. As if you have read my thoughts you switch off the lights and come and sit next to me. I don’t understand how to react so I just keep still making you believe that I am. She had a lot of lines to remember,and was a bit overwhelmed. I liked her a lot, so didn't mind helping herout.Everything was coming along nicely, and come opening night we felteverything was perfect. We were ready to 'wow the crowd' as the dramainstructor liked to say.You know how they say, "break a leg" in the theatre business as a goodluck omen? Well it doesn't always work out that way. During our lastrehearsal before opening night, Gina did just that. She tripped on astage light and.