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Her hands, visible at the edges of the sheet, were curled into fists. She'd fought. She'd tried to live. And someone had held her under until she stopped. "That's her," Alexa said. Her voice didn't shake. That surprised her. "That's my sister." She reached out and touched Alice's hair. Still soft. Still dark. Still Alice. But her fingers froze halfway through the second stroke.

"Henry, what are you suggesting?" "I'm suggesting we stop pretending we don't struggle with our vows," Father Henry said bluntly. "I'm suggesting that God has given us a gift...a sister who can relieve our burdens while we relieve hers. Sister Veronica came to me in confession. She's desperately lonely. Sexually frustrated. Missing physical touch. And her body produces this"...he squeezed her breast again, making more milk flow...."which she's been wasting. Pouring down drains. When she could be offering it to us." "You want us to....to nurse from her?" the Asian priest asked, his accent slight. "Like infants?"

"I have to live with this. I'm the sister who slept with her brother-in-law. Who is alive and pregnant with her dead sister's baby. If people find out the whole truth—" "There's nothing sordid about what happened to you," I cut her off. "You were manipulated. Used." "I still agreed to it." "Under false pretenses and emotional blackmail." She pulled away, wrapping her arms around herself. "I can't do this right now. I can't have this fight when I'm naked in your bed after you just—" She stopped, her cheeks burning with embarrassment. "After I just made love to you?" I finished softly. "We had sex," she corrected. "Let's not romanticize what this was."

To his left, his mother had neatly placed his unpacked bags against the wall. He stood up and walked to his window, right across the short fence was an unoccupied house. He could immediately tell that it was the house his sister had spoke about, that brought his thoughts back to their new neighbor. Andrew was not a virgin, he had seen quite a number of naked females in person and triple that number in pornographic magazines and videos, but none could compare to the glimpse of Ada he walked into. The way her thick ass cheeks held firmly, clasped against the G-string dividers, her cute slender waist and her smooth thighs. He could picture it all in his head.

Are the other two females members of your family? “Yeah, Anna is my cousin and Claudia is my sister.” “Damn, I should have kept Claudia here if I had known that. I would adore seeing two sisters fight. Do you ever sex with your sister? Could we please get on with this? When the stranger’s sexual arousal increased, he made fun of Maria for having sex with her sister. He would never have intercourse with her, but teasing her was more fun for him. “What do you like best about your sister?” What are you saying? Mary enquired.

He was looking at Savannah with a mixture of lust and confidence. She was too far away to hear what they were saying, but she could easily guess that it was laced with flirtation. The confirmation came when Savannah leaned into the car, placing her lips over those of the meathead jock. They lingered there, giving anyone walking by a clear image of their tongues colliding into the other. Mia curled her lip and looked away. Great. Her new sister was dating her bully.

I said, "Fantasies aren't reality. Standard disclaimer and all that." "No, I know," Jennifer said, "I just don't want you to think I'm into it. I mean, I'm into it. I just. Look, the story's fucking hot and I want to share it with you, OK?" "Go for it," I said. My phone beeped a minute later. I looked down. I don't know why I was so surprised. It was an incest story. A brother-sister incest story. The siblings get abandoned by their dates and end up having sex. The sister, of course, gets pregnant at the end.

This was something that only happened in books and movies. He looked at me with a calm, almost bored expression. “You won't ever recover with that amount of loan.” He stated like I was dumb not to know that. I still couldn't understand what was going on. His assistant walked into the conference room the same way he had walked in earlier. I think it came with working at Stone Holdings. She casually walked up to me and dropped a thick file in front of me. The heading was “MARRIAGE ARRANGEMENT” in bold letters.

My body still hasn't fully recovered. I told myself it was all worth it. And now, I find out that just as I got pregnant, my husband was already crawling into bed with his own brother's widow. Disgusting. 'System... can I take my daughter with me?' [No. That would violate the laws of this world.] I was silent for a long time. Finally, I replied, 'Then take me out.' The system flickered. [Protocol initiated. Countdown: 24 hours.] Harvey was watching me. He softened his voice.

I let out a small laugh. "Mrs. Gates, what are you talking about? What kind of elder are you to me?" "Don't forget–I'm your sister-in-law's husband now. We're equals." A wheelchair rolled into view. Lillian. "Silas, I–" I did not have the patience to listen. I turned and walked away. Mrs. Gates had it all planned. She knew about my ability to help women conceive, so she wanted to tie me down as her son-in-law.