“Cheers.” We both toasted. Natalie took a very large gulp of hers.“Do you have it, my phone I mean?” She asked.“Can I just check that this i... yours?” I pulled her phone from Andrea’s bag, making sure first that it was hers & not mine.“Why wouldn’t you think its mine?” She asked.“I’ve seen some of the pictures, and the video.” I replied. She looked aghast at this.“And I can’t help but wonder, if Bobby was the one who secretly recorded the two of you fucking without your knowledge or consent as. I concentrate on the script, seeing myself deliver the linesas I emote for the camera, embodying the part of the heroine, MelanieDavis."So?" he asks eagerly, after I've returned the script to the envelope."What do you think? Do you like it?" I love it." Really?" Truly." It's good?" It's fantastic!"Each of my responses make him more excited, more eager to hear myanswer to his next question.His eyes shining, he asks, "You'll be my star, then?" No."He frowns, as if he's unsure he's heard me. She was wore pajamas so skimpy even Mom remarked. They were like the shorts and top for a 10 year old boy. They were in fact what I wore when I was ten. I always liked them, because the cotton was so thin and soft. My sister's theft of them was years old.Angela just shrugged. "I get so hot under the covers." Once settled on the sofa, she pulled an afghan over her shoulders. Not under the covers, it was a little chilly. I took a glance enough at my settled sister to see how she let the afghan. He is up off the floor, leading the girls to the bedroom. They climb onto the bed and lie there for a bit, kissing before Riley slips away with the vibrator in her hand.“Fuck her, Justin, while I watch,” she says, plopping down in the reading chair and turning on the toy.Sola rolls over toward him and they embrace. They fit together with his pale flesh against her blue skin in perfect contrast. Their tongues quickly slip into each other’s mouth. Justin catches his sister using the vibrator.