.======================================================================================It's at this point where d**gs take a much more prominent role ...n the story.If you've never done the d**g I'll be writing about, please understand that I am not advocating for you to do so. This is my story, based on real life events. My brain got rewired that night, and it's something I think about often. I haven't touched it in years, but I still want to. I'll always want to. I wish I didn't. I wish I. What are you doing in my bedroom? How did you get into my house?” I matched his tone once more, “I know I locked my windows.”Raphael ignoring the questions gets up and strides towards me. “Let me tell you one thing sister” putting his finger to my chest, “Donnie may be an annoying know it all nerd but he's still my brother and if you mess with him, lead him on or hurt him you'll need to answer to me.” He holds his stare to show he's serious. I hold his stare back and slap his hand away from my. Sean is a freelance ad writer and graphic artist who works from home. Trish is 25 years old and the adopted daughter of Sean’s wife, adopted before Sean married Trish’s adopted mother. Her mother spoiled Trish, Trish only works part time at a clothing store for clothes discounts, and is very petite. Trish is about five feet one inch, weighs maybe 110 pounds, and has dark hair and dark eyes. Trish is Asian, therefore has slightly dark complexion. She probably fills a 34A bra cup, has a waist of. ” Aiko began before Kei cut her off.“Get used to it, Mother. I am part of the Matthews clan now, and the women do not wear, or need to wear, bras unless we are going out. My husband does not like them, and I feel freer this morning than I can ever remember. I am a married woman and loyal to my husband and my sister-wives.”Aiko blushed, but hugged her daughter, quietly asking for forgiveness.“You have done nothing wrong,” Kei assured her.Jeff, who had been standing close, said. “You are my guest.