“This is so dirty, James. What if your Sister wakes up and catches us?” He doesn’t reply, he rarely does in these situations, simply pushing her...back towards the other double bed in the room. I know he’s going to fuck her, I’m resigned to that, so close my eyes and resume the pretence of sleep. “I want to fuck you doggy style, Emily.” Moments later I hear the thud of his cock slamming inside her. She sounds so wet, and very vocal, gasping and moaning as he gathers pace. I turn slightly to face. I... just don't want to see you do anything stupid that's all." She wasn't so worried now. But she was still a little confused. This was probably the longest she had gone in the presence of her brother without a violent argument.We sat there, finished our sodas and walked back home.My foray into madness had lasted several weeks. School had already started. The next morning was a Monday, a school day.It was also a day I discovered some disturbing changes in me.The lockers in this school were. She quickly shut down her laptop and ran downstairs to greet her father. “DAD! Welcome back!” She said happily as he walked up from the garage. It had been two months since she’d seen her dad, George, he had been away on a business trip, and she had been left alone in the house for what seemed like years. “Love, its great to see you again, I’m so sorry for being gone so long. This job is bloody ridiculous. Are you sure you were fine without me?” he asked seriously, his features locked in a. "Ti amo," was written across the obligatory season's greetings. There were x's added. She stared at them, thinking how it seemed ages ago since she had been with Carmela. She sniffed at the card, wondering why it all felt so distant.There were twenty messages on her voice-mail, mostly business. Two were from her best old school friend Paula asking her to call back so they might have lunch together. The sweet normalcy of it all touched her enough to make her cry. It just felt — real. She.