Please becareful," he whispered to me."Thanks for looking out for me bro, I will and they probably are." Igave him a peck on the cheek and left.We got...back to my flat and went upstairs. Time for the chat."Do you want a drink? I'm going to pour myself a wine," I asked Richieas he sat in the front room."Just a water, thanks." Wow, he was taking this seriously.I poured our drinks and sat on the sofa next to him. Then I had athought. If this goes as well as I thought it would, I wanted to look. As for Selma, his ex-fiancé, she could go fuck herself. Ethan unlaced his shoes and set them aside before sifting through the rest of the correspondence. When he got to Rajagopalan’s mail, he blew a long-suffering sigh. The phraseology of the mail was pure Sanjit, but the implications were going to make life more difficult. ‘Liberal use of manure enriches soil…’ was his favorite line from the mail as there was no shortage of bullshit he was going to have to put up with from Rachel. So much for. We think it’s time for her and dad to meet.”I wasn't mad at my sister, I wasn't appalled at her motives, but what I felt shocked me. The cloud of shame from the night before closed over me again but this time it was jealously. Pure, 100 percent, stay the hell away from him jealously. The bacon was smoking and popping but I ignored it.“I don't know Clarice, maybe dad is okay.”My little sister, wise beyond her years replied, “Dad hasn't been okay since mom died, he needs someone again and you. “It was her.” I grinned evilly as I leered at Elizabeth.“Me and my big mouth again,” Elizabeth murmured. “Can we talk about this first?” She looked ready to bolt for the door.“No!” I let go of her mother and grabbed my prey by the arm. Elizabeth let out a squeak, but didn’t struggle as I pulled her into my bedroom. I pushed her onto the bed, joined her and started kissing her. I felt a lot of tension leave Elizabeth’s body as she returned my kisses. The bedroom door was wide open and I heard.