You’re not a virgin anymore.”
“Thanks, genius. A rock hard, meaty, made-for-fucking tool. Kyle’s good looking… I mean, really good looking. I want it. I was hurt and angry, but mostly I was on the edge of freaking out over a brother I no longer recognized… and didn’t know how to help. When had he become so allergic to me? “Jesus fuck!” I moaned to myself. Everything will make more sense by the end. I knew what I had to… no… fuck that! And this is where I began my story. Kyle let out an exasperated sigh. You’re all I’ve ever wanted.” Kyle confessed. I wanted everyone to see what my brother was doing to me while I squirmed, squirted and screamed through my orgasmic ecstasy. Not true. “My name’s Emma. I’ll admit it. As noon turned to late afternoon, I must have texted him four ‘Where R U?’ messages before he responded, ‘Busy. I don’t care what it takes.
