X-rays and checkups, an eternity of them. I sat, aching, on a cot in A&E as the duty orderly strapped up my wrist. ‘You have some really bad bruisin...,’ she said, ‘but no broken bones and no fractures. You were lucky.’ ‘I don’t feel lucky.’ She snorted. ‘A fall like that can kill. Take it from me, you were lucky.’ I sighed. ‘How long do I need to keep my wrist bandaged?’ ‘Three days. You will have limited motion for a week or so, but after that you should be OK. Make sure you stop at Boots on. S I continued to stare at the door to the bathroom that Cloe had just gone through, I could still hear my sister laughing at me. Then I heard her sharp intake of breath, oh crap she'd obviously gotten to my deep thoughts of Cloe, I told my sister a little more forceful than I meant to. I turned her around, got her ass up and licked her ass and her pussy again. Just buried my face in there. I got my cock in her finally. Damn, she was so tight.Fucking her in doggy style was the best thing ever. Damn just pushing my cock in and out, and her moaning was the best thing ever. I now picked her up and told her to put her hands around my neck, so she holds me. I grabbed onto her ass.Because she was so short, I could put my cock in her and be fucking her in the air while she is holding. Frowning.I dropped my hands to my lap, squirmed them together; they looked sopale against my dress."Sorry," I whispered."I don't get it."I shrugged. "Sorry. I shouldn't have brought you here for this." Iground my teeth together, clenched my fists until I thought my nailsmust puncture my palms. Why should I have to be sorry? Sorry for beingme? For the accident of my brain's hardwiring and conflict with mygenes? Sorry because nobody who hasn't looked in the mirror and sees howwrong they are has.