‘Help,’ she whispered, her voice barely audible even to her own venture-hearing. But someone heard her anyway. ‘Of course I’ll help,’ a calm... soothing voice replied, speaking as much in her mind as to the open air. The speaker was a woman, with a cultured British accent that sounded like blessed music in Adventure Girl’s ears. She recognized it instantly. ‘Professor Psyche,’ she sighed in relief as the sensations of endless, irresistible pleasure cut off, leaving her free to think again. She. Her ankles crossed over my firm ass and she gripped me tightly, urging me to fuck her hard. “Oh, fuck! Deepa, I’m loving your cunt. I never knew my sister could give me pleasure like this!” I groaned “Deepa, you’re everything I dreamed you would be in bed with me,” I whispered. “I want you forever. I wanted to be with you. I never thought I’d get the chance. And it was amazing that you wanted to be fucked by me.” I looked over at her. “I love you. I’m in love with you, Deepa, my darling sister,. " I said to her, "How long this had beengoing on for," she replied, "About two months now it's been getting quiteregular, but it's been going on for a while before that. It was onlysmall things first, nothing major, but recently it's becoming quiteregular and the items of clothing have been getting bigger, it was mydress last week, it was hung up all wrong, as if the person didn't knowhow to hang a dress up properly. I think it may be one of Raymond'sfriends, but I don't want to accuse anybody. .. Just leave it alone, okay? Let them do what they’re doing and you just lead your life.”“Dad ... Daddy, did you...” My stomach clenched and then clenched again. I couldn’t speak. For years I’d believed that his macho honor was more important to him than me and Mom. I didn’t come to see him for almost a year after Mom passed.Was he rotting in that prison for me?The rest of our visit was quiet and subdued. I showed him photos of Michael and he wanted to see some of Ilse, who I talked about so.