I didn’t want to overreact. But, being in the apartment, the bedroom, it all made me so sick. How long had it truly been going on? I couldn’t help...but think it was more than just that time. That’s when I decided to take a shower, get dressed and go out. I was going to drink my hurt feelings away. That was the idea, anyway. That is what happened, at first anyway. I was happily content by myself, drinking far too many White Russians. I wasn’t in the mood to socialise, I even made sure to sit in. I was watching a movie just to avoid talking to her.Sis: what are you watchingMe: iron manSis: ohh! Can you change… I m not liking thisMe: take this remote and switch to any channel you wantSis: ok!!She browsed channels towards Hindi movie channels while doing so on one of the channels there was kissing scene going on. She paused on that channel for a sec, I was thinking what’s happening, and then she came to her senses and changed the channel. This is how we had dinner and then she washed the. The rocking was somehow soothing, like a cradle rocking a baby. With the crowds long gone and the animals asleep, the only other sounds were Cindy’s soft moans as I gently removed her pants and cast them aside. As I stood up and removed my clothes, revealing my rock hard erection, I was startled at the words that broke that summer evening silence.“Stop.”“Stop?” I asked in an utterly confused state.“Stop,” Cindy repeated.I could feel the blood draining out of what was once a proud and glorious. " Good night, Thule."-=-The next morning, when Thule came to the front door to pick Marigold up for school, Jonas answered the door. Marigold could see over her stepfather's shoulder as the smile on Thule's face faded slightly. Then, Jonas stepped out the front door, joining Thule on the porch and closing the door behind him.Panicked, Marigold ran out the back door of the house, looping around to the side yard and sliding in between the hedge and the house so that she could see and hear what.