I watched her beautiful eyes as she said all I have to do is say OK, he has already told me he wanted to fuck me. I almost begged her to do it. She sa...d it's a Saturday I'll have to see how crowded the gym will be. So that's a maybe I said, she said yes. Then her phone chimes it was the guy she just left. I read the screen over her shoulder, it said . " Had a great time, let's do it again soon". I watched as she typed " Sunday". He agreed. I said sweetheart that will be awesome, you just fucked. Anyway, I got away with it, for now. "I have left him!," Emmy bleated."I have decided to move out. I have had enough and I walked," Emmy now quite animated. "I haven't come around for a shoulder to cry on, that is all I am going to say about that bastard. Come on put your jacket on I want to go to the Pub and get thoroughly pissed!" With that she threw my jacket at me and pushed me out of my front door. Walking up the road I shuddered so hard I stopped myself in my tracks. I just realized I was. I’m the little brother that would always pop into the bathroom, unannounced while you were in the shower or sitting on the toilet. Getting a rush watching you scream and try to cover up and then yell at me for doing so even though you seldom locked that bathroom door. I’m the little brother that was amazed one evening when I barged into the bathroom and found you lying on your back in the bathtub with your legs in the air and your cunt positioned under the faucet. At first I thought you fell. We knew it was time to really talk about what we were doing one Saturday night as we were lying in bed with Louisa between us.She turned to Wallace, stroked his cheek, and said, “I love you.”She then turned to me, stroked my cheek, and said the same thing.Without even looking at each other, Wallace and I said, “We love you, too.”“Wallace,” I said, “I don’t want to play the game anymore.”Louisa sat up in a panic.“You don’t want me?” she cried.I took her in my arms, patting her back gently.“No,.