"I don't blame you for f*****g her, Nick." Christina says, staring wide-eyed at my sister's recently f****d body. "Her shaved p***y alone would be worth thousands at one of our parties and her t**s; they're real aren't they?"
"Don't f*****g talk about me like I'm not here!" Susan yells as she approaches Christina.
"You want to know what I want?" Christina says, stepping closer to Susan.
While Susan is distracting Christina, I've managed to put on my underwear and pick up my jeans. Grabbing the transmitter from the pocket, I conceal it until I'm pulling my shirt over my head and she can't see me put in the earbuds. I glance up as Christina puts her hand on Susan's shoulder.
"I'll tell you what I don't want. I don't want to be left out in the cold while your loving family reconciles. Alt
