Congratulations, you're gunna be a big sister," he said patting my thigh. Oh, shit. Now what do I do?I remained quiet until we got home. Mom was in th... kitchen making something for dinner and I went into my room to think. I wish I had someone to talk to about this, someone to give me advice and help me do what I need to do. Pulling out my diary I began writing. So much has happened since the last time I wrote anything and I needed to catch up.Mom left for work on Saturday as usual and we were. Fingers brush my arms, sending a ripple of pleasure through me. I can’t help but smile and close my eyes as I feel her strong, cool arms wrap around me and her lips press onto my neck. She turns me around, still holding me close, and I wrap my arms around her neck. Her waist length yellow hair is flowing down over her shoulder, shimmering in the soft electric lights of the house. Her bright preternatural violet eyes gaze into my own, the pupils a tiny black dot despite the darkness. Her marble. It was like looking into a mirror of his former self, and this thought cut Edward deeply. He spoke to her softly, desperate to reassure, fighting the irrational urge to pull her into his arms, to protect her from the external world. She trembled as she spoke to him, refused to meet his gaze and to answer his questions with definite responses. Finally, she broke and the truth surface to her lips with chest wrenching sobs. ‘Please don’t make me,’ she begged, falling to the floor before him, a. I thought to myself, "this guy couldn't be masturbating in a public restroom, could he?" I bent over to get a closer look, but not too close to the hole to be seen so I would be caught looking. I was shocked to see that was exactly what he was doing. He wasn't huge, in fact I was bigger than he was and thicker too. What fascinated me was that his cock was rock hard and he had only been in there for less than a minute. And when I say rock hard, I mean rock hard, pointing straight out as he.