It's morning on day two of my stay. I'm going to need better curtains. I have to have a pitch-dark room to sleep. I lay in bed and masturbate, picturing Kate on her knees with her brother's c**k in her mouth and the feel of my sister's body on mine. She was drunk, I say to myself. Just because Kate and Sean are doing it, doesn't mean everybody does. It doesn't help and I c*m imagining what my sister looks like naked. I feel guilty, but I c*m like crazy. It's that thing I got back then, it never left, I just adapted to it.
Sitting at the glass table on the Lanai, Kate comes in with my coffee and food. She's blushing hard and not making eye contact. She's worried I'll say something and f**k up her life here. I mean, who could blame her? Incest is illegal and immoral, but based on what I saw
