She came in, sat beside me, and put her arm around me. She asked, "Do you feel better now?" I do feel like a lot of pressure is off me. I also wonder ...f maybe she could have waited six years. I didn't want her to wait for ten, but maybe six would have been OK." Britt, you have to let April go. Six would have been too long as well. Six years with the unknown of what could happen, is a long, long time."She kissed me and then went back to John. I picked up the phone and called Darcy. She was home. I meant— are you sorry about this? About us? Do you regret it?”Sighing, I contemplated the scruffy, patient, kneeling man beside me who I used to detest above all things. He was carefully guarding his emotions. It had to be rough on him, too. In all his confessions, he never once said he hated or even disliked Chloe.Was I sorry? Sorry seemed like such a silly word when applied to our situation, to what I’d done to my only sister. ‘Regret’ fell short, too. I acted so selfishly, aware of the. I was sitting there staring at the report when Barrington came back into the room. He sat down opposite me and then sat there watching me. After a bit he said:"I'm sorry that I had to be the one to ruin your memories of your wife, but unfortunately I not the kind of person who when accused of something just shrugs and walks away. All I did where Sammi was concerned is take what was offered."I sat there staring at the report and finally he said, "Are you all right?"I looked up at him and said,. 'What are you doing here?' I asked her. 'I can't stop thinking about you'. 'Katie you're 19, I'm 42, what happened between us was wrong' l told her. 'Don't you want to fuck me Dirk?' Katie said as she moved towards me, l couldn't stop myself and we kissed passionately. I could feel my cock getting harder and pushed against Katie so she could feel it. My hand squeezed and groped her tits though her top. I led her to the bedroom our clothes being discarded on the way. We both were naked on the.