LOGINWhat had Britney used earlier to pull me away like that? She was so thin and fragile. How could she have done it? I should've been the one to die…No. Not dead. Britney had to be alive.There was a hospital not far from the hotel. The ambulance arrived within ten minutes. When the medics arrived, Annie pulled me aside.Through broken sobs, she said, "It'll be okay… Britney will be fine. The medics will find a way. Don't worry… There's nothing to worry about…"She was clearly saying it to comfort herself as much as to reassure me. She was trembling even more than I was, her hand ice-cold as she clutched mine."Confirmed deceased. No pulse, no respiration…"That was what I heard one medic murmur quietly to another. The news hit me like a bolt of lightning. I could barely stay on my feet."Inform on-duty traffic police or the police traffic unit that there'll be no need to hand things over here."When Annie heard that, panic overtook her instantly. She grabbed one of the medics an
I turned to Britney and asked her, "Who changed my underwear? Did you?"The moment I said it, a vague memory from last night surfaced again. It felt like I had done it? Or was it just a wet dream?My raised voice woke Annie. I looked at the two of them and asked bluntly, "Did you two put something in my drinks last night? I've never gotten drunk that fast before."Britney answered, "No… I changed your clothes. After we finished showering, we saw you were sleeping too soundly, so we thought we'd at least wipe you down a bit."I looked at Annie, who met my gaze sleepily. I couldn't tell whether she was putting on an act. I opened my mouth, only to let out a frustrated sigh and drop the subject.We still had plans for the day, so it was better to act as though nothing had happened for now."Never mind…" I said. "Since we're up, let's get ready and head down for breakfast."During the meal, Annie seemed to sneak glances at me now and then. Every time I looked back, she would quickly
After dinner, the temperature dropped, so we headed back to the hotel earlier than planned.Annie spotted a deck of cards and some dice on the table, looking excited. "Let's play some drinking games!"I shrugged. "Fine, we can play, but why the drinking?"She pouted a little at that.Britney laughed and said, "She's an adult now. If she wants to drink, let her. It's better that she tries it with us instead of ending up overdoing it outside. We can also see how much she can tolerate."I flipped through the menu for drinks and scanned the options. There were some low-alcohol cocktails, so I agreed. Britney leaned over to take a look and ordered three bottles of stronger liquor instead.Smiling, she said, "We're here to have fun, so we might as well go all in. And didn't we say we'd test her tolerance? Those light drinks won't do. I mean, I wouldn't even get tipsy."I frowned, hesitating for a moment, but ended up going along with her. Once the drinks were delivered to our room, we
Suddenly, a loud thud came from the next room, followed by Britney crying out in pain. I jumped to my feet, then hurriedly put on my clothes and rushed into the master bedroom.Inside, she was lying on the floor, clutching her stomach, her face covered in cold sweat. "Honey, my tummy is killing me…"By the time I got her into the car and drove to the hospital, dawn was just breaking. Two days later, the results came back. Britney had uterine cancer.A week after that, I took her to the hospital for surgery. Her life was saved, but her uterus had to be removed.The first year after the operation was the hardest. Her emotions were all over the place. She knew it as well. Sometimes, she would tell me not to take her temper to heart.I did everything I could to take care of her, and I took on more of the housework without being asked.After losing her uterus, Britney fell into a constant gloom. She kept blaming herself, thinking she had failed to give me a child. In the end, she co
I went into Annie's room and opened a drawer in her wardrobe. Rows of cute underwear were neatly lined up. I grabbed a pair with a strawberry print and walked back to the bathroom door, knocking lightly and handing them through.She cracked the door just enough, quickly taking the underwear and slipping it on.Steam from the shower drifted out, and she stepped into view, wearing just a camisole and the strawberry-print underwear. Her skin was still glowing from the hot shower, and her decision to go braless left little to the imagination.The way the fabric clung hinted at the curves beneath, and I could even faintly see her headlights. The underwear was snug, emphasizing her round butt in a teasing, almost perfect way.The sight of me at the door made her pale skin flush a sultry pink. "Go on in, Michael… Thanks for waiting."The scent of her natural warmth was almost overwhelming. I wouldn't even believe myself if I said I could hold myself back. As such, I went up to Annie and
Ecstasy rushed through me. I didn't expect that Annie, as innocent as she appeared, would spy on her sister and brother-in-law making love.To ensure Annie could watch more clearly and make this a valuable class, I disregarded whether Britney would notice Annie and lifted her abruptly, making her arch her back and stick out her hips.That way, we would turn to face the door and the living room. Not only that, but I also stripped her naked before repeatedly thrusting against her like a wild bull."Oh, honey…" Britney whimpered. "You feel so good…"Her breasts jiggled with every movement, and she couldn't contain herself from making sounds even if she tried. I had her hands restrained, so she could neither cover her mouth nor groan freely."Please… I'm coming… Don't stop…"Her cries left her as she collapsed on the bed like a pool of softness. Only the firm curve of her hips, which I was holding, was still lifted high.I slipped into my underwear and stepped into the living room,







