Rachel Finklestein said, her voice dripping honey. “He was drunk when he left, so I imagine that you’ll find him wrapped around a tree in some dit...h around here.”“Guys like Gary Ross don’t disappear,” Alika said. “They crash and burn. I’ve known more than a few guys like that.” She spat the last sentence, probably in memory of some piece of crap boyfriend from her past.“He did seem to have quite a temper,” Rachel said. “But I already told you that part.”“The bruise on your hand?”“Yes,” the. So she let it go. This went on for some time and then my sister got a room of her own. This broke my heart. Now I was sleeping with my mom and dad and soon I turned my attention to my mom. But it wasn’t long before my mom felt it was uncomfortable to sleep with me and sent me to my sister’s room.But here our beds were separate, so I couldn’t continue with my cuddles and soon my sister was sent to college.For the next few years, we didn’t see a lot of each other. When she finally returned home,. I reckon they fucked in just about every room in the house: first thing in a morning, before school, then again as soon as they got home (I think they once managed a quick fuck in the school toilets when the need got desperate), and it didn't matter where. Danni got to the point of sliding her knickers off as soon as she was indoors, and Paul would be out of his clothes and into her as soon as they found each other (usually in her bedroom).And Rachel? She concentrated her efforts on getting me. "What happened?" he asks in a neutral voice."She ... she said it only in passing. Or at least that's what I thought it was. Something about wanting a little brother or sister." And when was this?" Three weeks ago. R-right when I was supposed to start the next month's worth of pills after my period."Robert nods, then wipes his face with his hand."I swear she was alone!" Dorothy cries. "I mean ... her friend can't be real, but she thinks it is, and that's when things happen."Roberts says nothing.