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She had to play this part even if it killed her as she was doing so especially at his words, she looked at him softly but confused as if she didn’t understand what he was saying. She could see he was angry and it made her angry inside as well, oh Arnold if only knew she thought to herself.

She wanted to cry for her brother that had been treated so badly and she still didn’t understand why her parents did treat him the way that they had not that they had a right to, she remembered the night of the accident and remembered every word she said to them her anger and hurt for how they had treated her brother… he can never know they were still his parents he could never know she was the reason for the accident.

She looked at him sadly wondering what he meant, she damn well knew but she had a role to play. “I’m sorry.” She said but more so apologetic for the fact she didn’t remember any of this. She bit her lip as he told her it didn’t matter she wanted to trace his lips and kiss him and tell him his feelings did matter that he was valid and allowed to feel this way wanted him to see how bad she wanted him, but now wasn’t the time. She sadly shakes her head no at the mention that she didn’t remember.

She nodded her head and smiled as he walked away and she wondered what he was up to, she always forgot how handsome her brother was and every time she looked at him her breath caught.

She almost gave herself away right then and there cause she knew exactly what he was holding. She looked at him carefully wanting to say she remembered everything but looked away sadly.

She smiled as she looked at a map yes it did but she couldn’t admit that to him so she just shook her head no.

She would not deny him and she couldn’t even if she wanted to. “Yes I would love to.” She said her sad smile turning into a happy smile.
 
Arnold smiled to her and said, "See that place that says start... well... that is the patio over there... the rose bush. We need to go there."

For the next half an hour, they followed the map all around the garden, past the swings, over the little stream that ran through the place, around a pair of oak and magnolia trees. They stopped only once when they got to the spot that had them climbing up into his old tree house in teh oak tree that their parents had cut down and destroyed. The reminder of how little his parents loved him him once again but seeing her staring up at him, he brushed it off and said, "Well... we can keep going. He played it off as if it was nothing though it tore him up.

They continued down the path to the rock wall. He would tell her about stories of when they were kids... the time he had put a toad into her dress when they were like 7 and 10... the time they both tried to catch minnows with nothing more than an aquarium fish net.... the time that she got lost in the back of the gardens during a game of hide and seek which caused everyone in the home, parents and staff alike to break out into search parties. He smiled with each memory that came back to him though he was very careful to avoid the more recent ones. He would like to think she didn't encourage their parents to push him away, but there was no way for him to know for sure.... absoluletly no way... even if she eventually fessed up and told him she fought against, there was no way he could be able to know for sure....

Eventually they got to spot marked with an X and chuckled when they found a white river rock about 6 inches around in a very conspicuous location.... It had their initials on it and was their way to point out where to dig. He laughed and said, "I guess we needed the help...."

She rolled the stone away and he pushed the shovel into the ground... and started to dig.
 
She looked at him smiling it had been a long time she had spent any alone time with her brother and she was grateful for this tender moment between the two of them. She nodded her head as she followed behind him to where he was leading her, she had to pretend and if she did not know this area well.

“Seems we made quite the pair.” She said and looked softly at him as they followed the map together with Arnold leading the way. She could sense that when they stopped he was hurt and she knew why but she couldn’t say anything about it either, therefore she had to stay quiet. She nodded her head when he mentioned they could keep going. She knew he was hurt, hell she hurt for him, she had to look away because seeing him this way broke her heart.

She smiled to herself as she remembered when they had done this together. She loved hearing the stories she was surprised he actually remembered this about her, maybe he didn’t completely hate her she thought hopefully but then realized he was just trying to help her get her memory back. She smiled at him tenderly loving how he shared the memories with her. She hated the fact that he thought she could ever intentionally hurt him god if he only knew she thought to herself thinking back to her diary that held her darkest desires and secrets and even all the times she fought and argued with the parents especially that fateful night.

She smiled at the rock and than at him sadly not wanting to let on that she knew exactly where and what was happening. His laugh was like music to his ears.

She moved the stone away carefully and watched as her brother started to dig, it didn’t take long for him to find the box they buried together but then she remembered oh fuck she thought…
 
Arnold waited to hear the sound of the shovel hitting the metal case of the secret treasures they had buried together... only ... it never happened. Perhaps they buried it deeper than he had thought so he kept going... 1 foot... 2.... 3.... no way it would have been buried any deeper. Growing increasingly more upset, he tossed the shovel aside and dropped to his knees and began to claw his fingers through the dirt, looking for anything... something....

Realizing the box wasn't there, he drew the only conclusion he could.... and said, "They took that away from me too...."

He felt a deep heart wrenching sadness growing in him as he stared at the empty hole a few minutes longer before finally pulling himself to his feet and muttered, "I... I am sorry sis.... mom and dad stole that from me too.... I hate them.... I will always HATE them...."

He picked up the shovel and said, "I... need to go... you going to be okay for a bit?"

He saw her nod also sad and he said, "Okay... I need a drink."

Arnold headed back to the mansion dropping the shovel near the gardening house before slipping into his dad's office. He walked to the wet bar and rummaged through the bottles of liquor and settled on a hard whiskey. He picked up a bottle that was nealry full and an empty glass and then walked over to the chair his dad sat in that gave him a few of the coast... poured up his first glass and began to drink....

His phone buzzed and he picked it up on his third glass and said, "Yeah?"

Candace said, "Baby... you okay?"

It hit him what he needed right now and said, "You were right baby... there is nothing here for me.... my sister doesn't know me... probably never will... my parents destroyed everything I fucking owned.... "

"Are you drinking baby?" she asked.

"A bit..." he muttered.

"I am coming over.... " She said as she picked up her keys and headed out to her car....

By the time she arrived though, he was through a 1/3rd of the bottle and not remembering much of anything.
 
She remembered she dug the box up and hid it in her closet... dammit that was not what he needed to see at the moment she thought to herself fighting the anger boiling inside of her at herself and her parents, but that box was also all she had of her brother after all and that's why she dug it up albeit adding some things to it as well. She wanted to stop him knowing he wouldn't find it there, but then she thought of another plan forming in her head, put the journal in the box making it like she had forgotten that as well she knew where the box and journal were, later she thought to herself. She looked away from him pain tearing through her fucking heart. She wanted to stop him but if she did he would see right through her.

She looked at him a little confused as to what he meant once more she had to pretend as if she did not quite understand what he was saying.

"I--I am the one that's sorry, I don't know anything, I wish I could remember." She said softly looking away from him once more. She wanted to say he should fucking hate them because she fucking hated them too.

She nodded her head gently her heart still breaking for him, what else could she say not wanting him to hurt anymore?

She sighed at his words only good thing about that was she would be able to look for her box and journal and send a message to her best friend so she could put all of her plans in place, god what if all this was for nothing she thought to herself, oh well that was a chance she was willing to take.

She took a deep breath and headed back to her room, shutting and locking her door she had to make sure Arnold could not see or find out what she was up to. She went to her closet, all the way in the back, and found the box that she had labeled "My Arnold" and took it down putting it on her dresser so when he would come in or walk by he would see it and she left the top off a little catty-cornered. She took a deep breath and then went to her desk unlocked the drawer pulled out the journal and laid that right on top as well. Step one she thought to herself. She bit her lip and walked over to her laptop, okay here goes nothing she thought as she opened it typed the password in Arnold's birthday of course, and then went to work sending a message to her best friend.

She pulled the messages app up and typed out a message, looked for Donald, and typed out her message. "Hey, bestie... it's me I know you know about the accident and I need a huge favor you owe me one and I am here to collect." She waited for his response.

She heard the ping on her laptop and smiled. "Girl I've missed your ass, I am glad you are okay, but they said you had no memory." Oh fuck she thought to herself how the hell could she explain herself, half-truths she thought half-truths... he knew about her and Arnold's strained relationship he pretty much knew everything aside from her true feelings.

She sighed to herself. "I did kind of, well I told Arnold and the doctors that I did, I know this is wrong before you even say it but Donald I miss my brother and with Candace and the past he still hates me, and I can't live this way anymore so I have a plan I don't trust candace hell you even said you did not trust her, what I am going to ask you is a big one... but I want you to seduce Candace I need Arnold to see her for what she is." She blurted out all at once good thing she was texting or she would not be able to breathe at the moment.

"Are you insane Maria? I mean Candace is hot for sure, but I do not want your brother coming after me." He texted her back. "I can handle that part." She texted back. "You are going to have an answer for everything aren't you." Donald knew how Maria was when she wanted or needed something she was relentless and in a sense he did not blame her. "You know me." She typed back sweetly.

"I'll do it, tell me when and where." He responded and her heart raced her plans falling together. She went on to tell him where she worked, her favorite coffee shop, and places she liked to go now she would just have to wait for him to be able to set something up. "You are the best." She said. "Don't I fucking know it.'' She said and they ended the conversation.

She deleted the message afterward she did not need Arnold to see it, fuck how would she check her messages, she would just have to make sure her laptop was locked and she would have to check it every day every so often.

She sat at the bay window in her room staring at the moon, beautiful she thought to herself even if her life felt less than that at the moment.

She heard a car pull up and looked out when the lights flickered on, fucking Cunt. God she hated her she thought to herself.
 
Arnold barely registered when Candace walked over to him and knelt down at his side. Her eyes were clearly concerned for him, genuinely concerned. She did love him... mostly. She was having doubts though that she would be able to pull him out of his tailspin when it came to his family which had eaten the core right out of him. She got up quickly and locked the door before returning to him and kneeling before him. She said, "Baby? Arny?"

Arnold's eyes was somewhat glazed over, his mind lost in the pain of his youth and could barely register what was going on but he did manage a .... 'hmm?"

"Oh baby... I told you this was a terrible place to be... It would bring back all that agony they put you through... all three of them. Why did you have to come back here?" She moaned and rubbed his thighs... she gently took the glass from his hand and collected it and the bottle and returned it to the wetbar. When she returned, she was mildly surprise to find Arny looking up at him with a half stupored smile on his face. He held his hand up for her and said, "Slave.... my slave... my delicious fucking slave....."

She reached to his hand and he pulled her into his lap and wrapped his arm around her saying, "I... shouldn't have come back... I shouldn't have... it hurts too much... should have listened to you...." His eyes faded once more.

Candace said, "Come on... let's get you to bed so you can sleep this off. I have to go in a little bit though, I got to get to work, but I will come back as soon as I am done baby... come on..." SHe slid off him and tried to pull him up to his feet and realized quickly the bed upstairs was out of the question. He was so much bigger than she was physically so she set her eyes on a large leather couch instead near the wall of library books. She did manage to get him there and he collapsed on it... have blacking out in the process.

After about 10 minutes though, she had gotten him out of his shoes, unbuttoned his shirt, slid a blanket over him and tucked a pillow under his head. She looked down at him with concern. She had been with him since college and had been there with him during the horrible strife that his parents and Marie put him through. She had been there for his drunken binges... she had been there through those times he considered a bullet in his head as a viable alternative. She had been there for him through it all. Being in this home, near Marie, the source of his anguish was going to kill him she was sure of it, but what else could she do?

She sat down near the head of the couch and rested his head on her thigh whispering, "Oh baby... we have to get you out of here....."

THere was a click at the door and she looked up to see the door open a few inches to show Marie looking in on them. She gently slid out from under Arnold, putting the pillow back in place while he slept and then walked towards her saying, "He is in pain here.... I know the doc says you need someone here... but the torture he is going through to be here for you is too much. I am going to let him sleep tonight and tomorrow I am getting him out of here.... Helping you is killing him."

She said nothing else, just went for her purse and gathered her things and headed out... back to her car and off to work.
 
She was sure her brother had called Candace and deep down she did not blame him, she did belong to him after all that only hurt and angered her all at the same time because Candace had always been mean to her, but perhaps it was because what Arnold told her after all they were together he probably told her that Marie had been a part of their parents plan, even if she never had been, she thought back to the night of the accident and her heart started to race, she remembered telling her parents she wished they were dead all of this was in her journal and the guilt ate away at her every day, it always would she supposed to herself.

She hated what this was doing to Arnold, but she wanted no she needed and ached for her brother to be back in her life and she felt deep down this was the only way. She wondered what was going on with Candace and Arnold right at the moment but she also did not want to think about that either. She shook her head all of this felt so wrong to her and part of her wanted to say fuck it pretend she had her memory back and let him just go back to hating her and living his happy life with Candace, as much as she hated her, but could she live the rest of her life without trying to get Arnold to know to see how much he meant to her, sure what she wanted from him was very wrong, but at the same time, the old saying went you do not pick and choose who you love, in her case this was a true statement to fucking true.

She took a deep breath and thought about everything that she was doing, she did not want Arnold to feel one ounce of pain, but she was also tired of him blaming her she was just a kid herself she did not understand either, it angered her at times that he blamed her so much not that she had truly blamed him for doing so, she just hated it, she loved him so damn much and he fucking hated her, but loved a girl who constantly made her life hell, even if deep down Marie assumed Candace did love her brother, she hated thinking that way, but it was the reality in which she was living.

Fuck me she thought to herself wondering why life had to be this fucking hard, with that she decided to go sneak a peak at what the two of them were doing, great now she was being a fucking creeper she thought to herself. She chewed on her lip thinking against this, it was so wrong to also spy on her brother after everything else she was planning, then again she was already down the rabbit hole wasn't she what was one more thing to add to her book of getting Arnold to want and need and love her and only her, obsessed much she thought to herself. She gathered her strength and headed to his room nope not there, she knew there was only one other place where he would be after all he said he needed a drink, and the best choices were in her father's office. She hung outside the door for a minute she did not need to be spotted she thought to herself, but then again if the staff and or Candace saw her she would just use the the excuse that she didn't know who or really where she was after all.

She did not need to do this she thought to herself, it was wrong on so many levels but she was also curious. Maybe she should just run away she thought to herself she had thought about that a long time ago, she even told her parents that night she was going to move out, that is what started the argument and what caused her father and mother to get to drunk and well yeah the rest was history she did not want to dwell on that at the moment, she felt that sudden panic she always did when she thought of that night, but did the breathing exercises she had learned over the internet and was able to calm herself down.

She bit her lip when Candace noticed that she had opened the door and stood there stunned at the state of her brother but she had to play this out. Her words cut Marie like a fucking knife right through her heart, she was right god fucking hate that cunt but she was right... she needed to do something for her brother, but what... make him feel better, I mean she could pretend to be Candace right? God Marie, you are fucking twisted she thought but she waited to hear Candace's car pull out and then she walked over to her brother and touched his cheek. "I am so sorry for everything, so very sorry." She said a tear rolling down her cheek as she looked at him tenderly.

She looked at his pants and then his cock.... no Marie no this was wrong.
 
"Mmm.... baby...." Arnold said as he felt Candace's tongue flick the underside of his cock.... he had thought he had been dreaming when he first felt it and even when he had his fingers in her hair, he still thought it was a dream... but as his eyes began to open slowly and his awareness grew, he knew it was his slave on his cock...licking in in such as way she had never done before.

He kept his eyes closed though enjoying the moment as her lips moved up his shaft, then over it, then her down on his cock, her tongue swirling the tip like a pro.... He laid his head back in his drunken stupor moaning, "Yes... that's new... baby..." It sounded more like.... yzzz.... bby.... He locked his hands on her head and started pushing her down. She was used to this kind of hard oral... and she was.... fucking amazing at it....

Her mouth bobbed up and down on him... again and again and he moaned whispering, "God... baby... harder...." His actually words were essentially rubbish due to the booze...

He felt his cock swelling hard and then he grunted.... and a load of his seed burst into her mouth for which she drank up! He moaned and groaned.... tried to say something to his baby.... but sleep hit again and he began to snore.....

Arnold was not sure how much time had past when another familiar sensation pulled him from the depths of the drunken stupor.... his eyes flashed open to see a woman... naked riding him... her tits perfect and firm... his eyes were so blurry... he couldn't exactly recall....

Another flash... and he had Candace on the couch, ass up, his cock in her ass! Did she color her hair differently?!

Another moment and he had recalled seeing a bright red ass... and a very sore hand... and the smell of sex... a woman screaming in pleasures.... god why couldn't he wake up?!?!

He grunted as he felt his cock explode inside Candace's ass... something she had never allowed him to do before.... it was so fucking tight.... and he wanted to say something......

....

Arnold woke up with the most agonizing headache. He pushed his hands to his eyes to block the sun. He pulled himself to his feet stepping past his pants on the ground to the curtains and closed them. Oh he knew better than to drink whiskey! It did the craziest things to him.... He slowly opened his eyes and found he was in his dad's office, in just his boxers, his pants and shirt tossed on the ground next to the blanket Candace had put on him.

He walked to the wetbar and poured up a glass of water and glanced around saying, "Candace? You here?"

What the hell happened last night? That had been the best sex he recalled ever having before..... but why didn't she stay behind?
 
Marie was fighting an internal battle of right and wrong, she knew how wrong this was, and yet for her, it felt all so right, she took a deep breath, she felt like she was violating her brother, well is that not what she was doing she thought to herself, the war racing inside of her at how wrong this was, but also how long she had wanted and waited for him. Okay, Marie you want this and deep down you know Arnold would want this, or at least that was what she continued telling herself at least. She took a deep breath, she wanted to taste him, she wanted to make him nice and hard for her, but then again he thought that she was Candace, she shook her head shooting these thoughts out of her head. Now or never she thought to herself now or never, now it was then she thought to herself as she bit her lip a little and blushed.

She found her tongue finding the underside of his cock, god how long she had dreamed of this moment and she was finally doing something about it sure he wouldn't likely remember anything, and she knew at the moment he did not know what he was doing either, but she wanted him and dammit she was going to have him. God having his fingers thread into her hair made her moan she had wanted everything he had with Candace but so much more, and this was her only way at least that was the way she felt. She was licking him as if he was her favorite fucking ice cream cone one that she could not get enough of and she wanted and craved more and more of him and his cock.

She made sure to take her time learning every last thing that he liked every movement she did that seemed to make him tick, make him moan, and make him crazy, she would keep these in her memories for the future she thought to herself, knowing damn well this was not going to be a one-off for her and him, she wanted more and after tonight all her plans would be set into motion into making it happen. Oh fuck when he pushed her head down hard on his cock and started fucking her face, it was making her orgasm build, but she wanted to control herself she wanted to relish in this moment.

She could not make out her brother's words because they were more jibberish than anything but she knew damn well he was enjoying the onslaught of her mouth as she worshipped his cock moans escaping her lips and sucked him into her mouth harder, sucking him like a vacuum her hands reaching down to give his sack full of cum some pleasure.

Nothing had ever tasted better than to swallow her brother's cum, every last fucking drop not missing one ounce of cum that she swallowed, she was far from done with him though. She could see that in his drunken stupor, he was having a hard time staying awake but she needed and wanted more and more of him.

She needed to fuck her brother and ached to have his cock inside every single orifice she had, begging him to feed, and fill her with his seed, there was no worry about pregnancy she was on the pill, so that worked in her favor as well, it was one thing to fuck your brother against his will, becoming pregnant with his love child was something that was unspeakable and something she would never do. She sucked her brother hard again, and then climbed on top of him taking his cock into her very wet and slick pussy moans filled the room as his cock sunk deep inside of her wet but very tight pussy she had only really ever been with one man and they were pretty standard and vanilla at best, she needed more and wanted more and she needed and wanted it with Arnold. As she rode his cock she reached down and put his hands on her pert breast and held him there as she rode him like it was the last thing she did her hips circling and rocking against him almost like a stripper would. He felt so good inside of her...

The next movement however was all her brother well with the help of her of course he was after all smashed. This was a new experience for her and she wished he was alert to fuck her the way she had spied on him fucking Candace one night, or the videos he had left open on his laptop one time when she had stopped by.

The way that he spanked her ass had her moaning and writhing for more, her moans were so loud she was glad no one could hear her, and her pussy was drenched. When he first slammed her cock into her tight ass, she could not lie and say it didn't hurt, but it quickly subsided to a pleasure she had never quite felt before.

She found herself lost in the pleasure screams racked through her as her orgasm hit her hard and fast, nearly staggering her when she felt her brother's cum shooting inside of her ass only turning her on more and prolonging her orgasm. It took her several long minutes to catch her breath before she dressed and put her brother back to bed and then headed to bed herself, she did not want to wash her brother's cum from her ass, so she went to bed with his cum still inside of her as she moaned at the feeling of his seed seeping down between her legs in bed.

~The next morning~

She woke the next morning with a bright smile on her face her heart pounding against her chest as she remembered the night before and the way it made her feel. She needed a shower and headed to her adjourning one that was attached to her bedroom as she looked at herself in the mirror, everything inside of her changed in an instant she knew she would do whatever it took to have Arnold want and love her again, but not love her in a brotherly way. The hot water on her skin felt amazing, washing away her and Arnold's now-dried cum off of her body. She took a long deep breath as she finished her shower and then dressed for the day. https://pin.it/6SJi0zigM

She decided on just a simple outfit, she mostly dressed up a lot but she just wanted comfort. She took a deep breath when she walked to her laptop to quickly see if there were any messages from her best friend, there was one telling her his plan was set into motion and he would be in touch.

She felt guilty for so many things at the moment, but she wanted her brother back, she needed him back. She knew this was not the way, but she also could not see any other way either.

She decided to get something to eat, she was now starved for some reason, but then again she had to pretend as if she did not know where things were... she needed to make sure if someone saw her she would ask them where the kitchen was. She left the door to her room open but put her laptop on lock making sure she deleted her messages, she left the box and journal on the table and made her way to the kitchen to find something to eat.
 
Candace walked into the kitchen entrance to the house that Marie owned, looking exhausted and tired. She worked through the night and was ready to go home. But she was worried about Arnold as well. She hated when he drank and often did when issues of his family came into it. She had tried to introduce him to her family as well, both her parents and both brothers.... they had taken too him very well, her dad and brother offering to add them to the men's monthly breakfast and the shooting range to practice their firearms. Arnold had taken them up on it and seemed like he had gotten along them too.

Until a few days later, she found him nearly drunk once more. Turned out, rather than helping improve his family mindset, her actions had made him realize just how fucked up his own family life was and drove him to drinking once more. She spotted Maria and said, "How is he?"

She tipped her head to the kitchen and she walked in to find him cutting up some apples and sipping on a strong cup of black coffee. It was his tool to sober him up. She said, "How ya doing baby?"

He winced as she spoke and realized he had a hangover. How much had he drank last night? He could handle his liquour for sure which meant he must have drank a lot. She softened her voice and said, "You ready to come with me now?"

He looked up at her, squinting his eyes at her and said, "Do you know where my sunglasses are?"

"What? Oh. Here." She plucked the glasses off her head and handed them to him. He slid them on and sighed. Yeah... it had been a bad night.

She said, "Well?"

He bit into an apple slice and said, "Due... you remember what happened ... last night?"

"Of course... " She said looking confused, "You got drunk and basically passed out on me...." She set her purse down and looked at him saying, "Why?"

"Is that... all you remember?" He said curiously as he dipped a slice of apple into the peanut butter and bit into it.

"Yeah. I put you on the couch and headed out to work. I really need to get some sleep... can we go?" She asked.

Arnold shifted his glance over to Maria who he spotted just around the corner as if listening in unseen.

"I... can't go. She needs me still." Arnold said with a sore throat. He must have been really drunk because he had images of a whole lot more than being tucked onto a couch.

Candace rolled her eyes and said, "Do you trust me?"

Arnold nodded... and sipped his coffee.

"You need to come home with me. I will help you forget everything... please. This place is bad for you. It's going to destroy you if you stay here...." She said pleading....

Arnold said, "If I leave her, she won't get her memory back. Once she gets it back... I am gone. Okay. I swear... then we can get back to our normal lives."

Candace gave an exasperated sigh and said, "Fine.... whatever.... you know the biggest problem you have isn't me.... it's this place... it's your past.... it's her. They hated you, destroyed you, cast you out, treated you like you had leprosy and you have never been able to get over it... You are going ot have to make a decision and soon as to how you want the rest of your life to go. You either live it with me.... free of this... shit storm.... or you live it here.... because you will never be free or happy here and you will NOT have me. I am going the fuck home!" She grabbed her purse, spun and headed towards the back door.... knocking past Marie as she did.

Arnold winced as she slammed the door, the sound wracking through his head.... and plopped onto the stool muttering, "What the fuck am I doing here.....?"

he bit into an apple once more... and wondered what that was abotu Candance not realizing what she did with him last night? Had he really been that drunk?
 
She had noticed Arnold in the kitchen and she was not quite ready to meet his eyes as she bit her lip and just kind of stood in the hallway watching him, she hated that he was going through this if he only knew that she was the one he fucked last night... her ass was still a little sore, thinking of last night had her juices flowing and made her nipples are. He would hate her had he known, but he already hated her so what did it matter in the long run she thought to herself, she would give all of this up just to have Arnold love her the way she loved him and if he couldn't love her the way she wanted, she at least wanted him to love her as her brother again. Arnold thought he was the only one hurting, but he was not there for her parents arguing back and forth, for the way she defended them, for the way she cried every night without him there, and for causing the accident that took their parents life. She shook her head stop thinking of the past this is about the future she thought to herself. She took a deep breath, she was really hungry but facing him after last night even if he did not remember she did and that was enough, she did not know how she was going to face him now. She was almost ready to turn and leave her spot and find something else to do but she also wanted to hear what Candace had to say fucking cunt that she was.

God Arnold why do you hate me so much I was just a kid too she thought to herself. She knew he had every right to be angry but he could have come to her, could have talked to her, instead of resenting and shutting her out, instead of blaming her and not listening ever to her side of the story... she realized in that moment she was just as hurt... she loved someone who wanted no parts of her. Maria nearly jumped out of her skin at Candace's voice when she asked how he was.

She nodded towards the kitchen but said no other words to Candace what was there to say she wondered to herself, she knew her brother loved Candace and that is what bothered her so much more about what she was doing, but deep down she knew Candace was no good, she had good instincts about people and something about her rubbed her wrong she thought to herself. She shook her head everything she was doing was for a reason she thought to herself, for her it had always been Arnold if she had him she had everything, she just wished he felt the same she thought sadly.

She knew she should have just walked away gone back to her room roamed the lands something, anything other than spying on her brother and his slave. Fuck she thought what if he asked Candace about last night, what if he did remember? Calm down Marie one thing at a time she told herself. Her breath hitched when She heard Candace ask if he was ready to leave with her yet... she wondered if he said yes she would probably tell him it was okay to go, she loved him that much.

She then went back to her thoughts for a moment she stopped paying attention to the two of them and went into her thoughts thinking how she would explain last night to him had he mentioned it to Candace then she thought to herself, easily lie and say he was so drunk that he had just dreamed of fucking his slave.

She knew this was all horrible every last thing she was doing but at the same time she felt it was all she could do, she needed him back in her life he was all she had. She just wished he felt the same. She was sure he did not rather knew he did not. She fidgeted with her sweater why the fuck was she still standing there she thought to herself as she brought herself back down to earth and listened in once more. She shook her head, I am going to hell she thought. Then after a moment of continuing to watch, she thought yup I am for sure going to hell.

She could hear the annoyance in Candace's voice. Oh fuck she thought when he asked Candace if she remembered what had happened last night, she was screwed she thought to herself. Her eyes got wide for a moment as she waited with bated breath for her brother's answer.

Breath Marie you have a backup plan she thought to herself. Please say yes she thought to herself wondering what Candace was going to do or if Arnold would let it go. Her answer made Marie smile in victory. That part was true she thought to herself, oh Candace if you only knew what happened after you left, she thought and once more felt the juices going down her inner thighs at the memories of the night before.

Her breathing hitched again every time Candace mentioned wanting to go she felt her heart sink. She wondered how he would respond... She knew then and there her brother caught her spying and yet she still could not find herself moving, she could play it off if he asked her about it she thought to herself she knew how to think on her feet.

His words touched her but at the same time bothered her, he was only doing this because he felt she needed him, so she wondered if he even actually cared at all. She needed him more than he knew she thought to herself. She bit her lip feeling that guilt hit her once more. Her breathing was heavy but slow as she listened to every word being spoken when all she wanted was some food.

She heard Candace ask if he trusted her, he may but she sure as hell did not. She was not sure where Cunt face was going with this. She listened to Candace pleading for him to go home with her. She almost felt a little sorry for her...almost. She was right though this place was bad for him, and she wanted nothing more than to make this a happier place for him, they had good times here, even though he shut the memories off. She sighed to herself, she was in between a rock and a hard place, between right and wrong, hell she wanted to sign everything over to him right then and there at that moment and let him live happily ever after with his Cunt, but she could not do it... not without trying this her way first.

She chewed on her lip as she once more heard the pain in her brother's voice. She knew he meant that when she got her memory back he would be gone...she could sense Candace was not happy with his response and proof came right after she had that thought. Stupid cunt you know nothing of me, just what he's told you, because he does not know any better! She felt horrible the way she was talking to him made her want to claw this bitch's eyes out but that would give it away that she indeed had her memory. Was she giving him an ultimatum, who does that? God, she knew she hated this fucking cunt. She took a deep breath calming herself down from going in there and knocking this bitch down a few pegs. Maria moved quickly enough before she was knocked to the floor would have served her right she thought to herself.

She heard his words and they only made tears come to her eyes... she lightly padded into the kitchen when he looked up at her. She shuffled nervously on her feet. "I---I am so sorry, I don't want to ruin your life... If you need to go, please go, I don't want to come between you and your girlfriend." Her heart broke saying the words. "And--I am sorry that what she was saying happened... I, I must have been a monster, you hate me I am sure... I don't blame you I don't even remember anything and I hate me." She admitted as she turned to leave the kitchen losing her appetite at this point.
 
Arnold didn't even see Marie at the moment.... he was lost in his own thoughts.... and as he heard the car start up, he dropped the apple and ran past her out into the driveway yelling, "WAIT!!"

He watched as Candace was backing out of the drive, her head turned away. He knew deep down she was right adn doing what she thought was best. How many times had they him and Candace fought over this. He had opened his soul out to this woman. She had known every little secret in his life essentially... she had stood by him through it all... when other's had thought he was too broken and fucked up in the head... she had stayed with him.... He loved her for it....

He hit the hood of the SUV with his hand causing her to brake suddenly.... and spin to look at him from the driver's seat. As she rolled hte window down, he pushed his head in and kissed her hard and deep.... He wanted this woman who had been with him through the worst of it... He felt her arms wrap around his and pull her to him. She loved him too and he knew it.

When they broke the kiss, he said, "Don't give up on me please.... please baby..."

Candace's bottom lip trembled as she stared into his eyes and said, "I don't want to... I love you... but I can't do this with you. You have to give this up... if they had any love for you at all.... I would think differently but none of them do. They disowned you, they destroyed you, and you finally rebuilt yourself into a wonderful man, but this place is an open wound that will never heal as long as you are here."

Arnold nodded as he leaned the front half of him into the car looking at her. He said, "I know... you are right. I know you are right here baby... Listen... I know something else too."

Candace cocked her head towards him and said, "And what is that?" She reached up and wiped a tear from his face.

"I know I love you. Let's get married? What do you think? Let me wrap this up with Marie, then I will turn and leave this in my rearview forever.... and I will turn all my attention to you. We will get married, have a honeymoon to Belize like you want, buy a house and grow a whole nest of kids." Arnold said in a growing excited manner.

Candace's eyes studied his a long moment and said, "Don't play with me.... I can't handle that..."

Arnold's resolution grew in him and he said, "I am not. That is what we need to do. Let's get married. I will take us to Vegas once this is done and get it right then and there if you want."

Candace's eyes shifted past him to Marie who stood in the doorway about 20 feet away watching.... Candace said, "What about her?"

Arnold glanced back to her and then to Candace and said, "She is my sister.... always will be. But she burned me as bad as mom and dad did so she will have to unburn that bridge once she is right in the head. If she wants to be in my life, she will be a bride's maid or something...."

"Fat chance on that. She hates me even more than you." She said calmly and then said, "You are serious about this? Getting married?"

Arnold began to nod his head slowly... then it got quicker and quicker and a smile grew wide on his face. "Yes.... Marry me." he asked again.

A smile grew on her face as well.... and she nodded saying, "Yes.... I will!" she pulled him into another kiss once more much more passion filled!

By the time Candace had left 15 minutes later, Arnold waved as she drove off and he knew his course was set. This time next year he would be married to that amazing woman and live happily ever after.... he just had... one thing to do first. He turned and saw Marie just inside the house door looking out at him. He couldn't hide his smile. He was actually going to get married! He said, "Hey sis! Let's get some breakfast? ARe you hungry? I will make your favorite! Banana pancakes!" He kissed her forehead and walked into the kitchen to prepare her food.
 
She was surprised at the suddenness of everything that was happening... maybe he belonged with Candace he seemed to love her, maybe she was not as bad as she thought, she was again fighting her own emotions of right and wrong. She knew he did not hear a word she said and it broke her heart more than she would have liked to admit.

She went to the door she already knew what direction Arnold was heading. She felt guilty for spying and she knew she would not be able to hear a lot from where she stood, it was not Candace's fault that she hated her, in a sense maybe she was just trying to protect Arnold hell she wanted to do the same, but she was also tired of everyone hating her for something she could not control. She still hated the cunt, she had everything she wanted and she only wanted Arnold to continue hating her, she pretty much told her this, it was sad that neither of them knew all of the secrets of this house especially after Arnold left. She wanted to cry her heart was breaking more and more every second she watched him with Candace. She bit her lip and looked away for a moment debating on going back and just leaving a letter setting him free, but she missed him, she wanted him to remember that at one point he loved her...

She could see how desperate Arnold was to stop Candace from leaving... her heart continued to break more and more, but she could not blame him for finding someone that he loved he deserved that after the way their parents treated her and also the way he thought she treated him... watching him kiss her, she knew deep down Arnold as soon as she got her "memory" back he would leave her and go back to hating her all over again she just could not bear that thought. She could see they did love one another, but there was something about Candace that nagged at her and she could not put her finger on it and no it was not just because of how she felt about Arnold it was something else...

She heard a bit of what Arnold said, god she did not want him to hurt...it was the last thing she wanted, but wasn't she hurting as well she thought to herself. She wished she could hear exactly what they were saying but she could not. She knew Candace thought she was like their parents she said so herself that was what caused the accident when she ran off cause she tried to explain things to Candace and she just was not hearing her out she even told Candace she had proof... but there was no talking to her. She had wished for once someone would listen... the only person that listened was her best friend thank god for him she thought to herself.

She shook her head, as much as Arnold didn't deserve what had happened, she felt she did not as well... that night she left this out they had planned to take her out of the will if she went on about Arnold once more, she told them to shove it up their ass that's when they left... She did not want to remember that night this moment in time she wished she had lost her memory. She felt her heart racing as she watched the two of them, the love was evident, but so was her's even if Arnold could not see it.

She shook her head knowing she had to follow with her plan or she would lose him forever especially if Candace had anything to do with it. She watched as her hand reached up and touched him, she had to look away for a moment. She heard the word love, she could make that much out.

She thought she heard married... no oh god no, if they got married she knew she would never see him again, she knew she had to really push her plan and maybe add some elements to said plan. She did not think she could even listen or watch the two of them any longer she felt as if she was going to throw up at the moment. She walked back into the kitchen and had to hold onto the counter, for a moment she thought she might pass out. She felt tears fill her eyes but she fought them back in case her brother walked back in. This was the worst thing that could be happening she thought to herself, she had by this point lost her appetite, and felt a little lightheaded.

She had to compose herself or she would give everything away, that was the last thing she wanted to do she needed some air, she needed to get herself together and her mind. She would wait til Arnold came back in before so, she did not want him to worry about her, but then she doubted that he would. Things would never be the same again she thought to herself this was killing her slowly, she wanted to cry more and more by the moment. Get it together Marie or you are going to blow your whole fucking cover. She sighed, she could not live like this anymore she was miserable, all the secrets she held and all the lies she was now telling, this was not who she was, but at the same time, no one listened to her anyway, so she had to do these things her way.

At this point, she walks back to the door, and notices when Candace looks at her as she shifts her eyes down. Again she only noticed a few words here and there, she heard sister and her heart pounded once more he was probably telling Candace that when he was done she would no longer have a sister, she knew he was only there for obligation not because he truly cared about her. She bit her lip and once more had to fight back her tears, she was doing this to herself standing there and watching them slowly torturing herself. Finally, she walked back into the kitchen once more...she would take her walk and then go to her bedroom to send a message to Donald.

She knew things were complicated always had been she still never understood why her parents acted that way with Arnold, she wondered had she ever gone through their room, maybe she would find something anything to explain it... yes, she would do that tonight when she knew Arnold would be asleep she knew they had once been a happy family she had pictures that proved it. She looked at the fridge before opening it and pouring herself a glass of orange juice her hands were shaking. Come on steady she told herself when she took a long drink of her juice. She held onto the juice but she felt as if she was a million miles away.

Her head was spinning and she was starting to get a worse headache. She closed her eyes for a moment trying to control the headache that was forming. She wanted nothing more than to pretend life was not this fucking hard but it was. She knew deep down all of this was very wrong, but what other fucking choice did she have, if only Arnold knew that it was her last night he had been with...

She hated feeling this way, fuck she wished she could just shut her feelings off she knew this was the reason she and her boyfriend had problems she could not think of Arnold and it always caused arguments cause she would never really open up to him. She shook her head at the shit show of a storm she was in. She looked up as he walked in waking her from her thoughts. His words and the kiss on her forehead warmed her making her wonder if what she was doing was worth all this.

"Are you okay if I hold off on the offer, I kind of have a headache, are you good here if I take a walk alone, it may help me remember something." She knew she looked downtrodden but she did not want him to pity her and at the moment that's what he was doing. "I won't be long." She said thinking about the things she left out in her room... would he notice she wondered.
 
"Of course!" Arnold had said with a chipper tone. Candace had agreed to marry him! HIM! Candace!!

He looked to his sister as she walked away looking defeated. He couldn't understand why though... He said, "Are you okay sis?"

She seemed to stop in her steps a moment, shrug, then walk away. Strange. He turned back to cleaning up the kitchen and putting a load of dishes on. Once he was finished, he headed back to the bedroom he was in... the empty lifeless bedroom and opened his bag. He rummaged around till he found a pair of shorts and slipped form his jeans into the shorts and flip flops.

He headed to the bathroom and pulled out an oversized towel, slung it over his shoulder and then headed down to the pool... one of the places that didn't look to have been modified at all. As he reached the pool, he found one of the oversized adrionback style wood chairs and tossed his towel down, then pulled off his shirt and kicked off his flip flops.

He studied the water and smiled. If there was one thing his parents had gotten right with the house, it was that swimming pool. It was olympic size though oval shaped with a large waterfall and hidden grotto. He knelt down by the water and tested it... it was the perfect temperature. He glanced about a moment, not seeing anyone and then dove into the water....

Whe he popped up, he smiled to himself and spit a little water from his mouth, then swam to the grotto. It was a hidden little cave like structure which was hidden behind the waterfall. He remembered it had been one of his favorite places to go when he wanted to hide from his mom and dad... he remembered Marie being in here with him too sometimes....

The water cascading down his back felt amazing as he slipped into the little hidden alcove. He found the set of underwater pool benches that formed a semi circle and he took a seat....and looked up.... at something he hadn't recalled before.... his eyes narrowed as he looked at something that had been scratched into the underside of the grotto by a nail or something.... it was a shape of a heart about 6" in height and width. An arrow ran through it and in the middle, the initials... 'AM & MM Forever'

When did that get there? he muttered to himself as he stood up and touched it. AM and MM? It was evident AM was him.... most likley but MM... that must have meant Marie. But a heart around them? Sure they loved each other as brother and sister back then... but a heart?

His fingers touched the scratches when suddenly.... his mind flashed to images of bad things happening in this grotto.... things that should have ever happened..... things taboo and immoral.... He pulled his hands away unaware of a visitor entering in from behind...
 
She loved and hated seeing him happy all at the same time how was that even possible she wondered miserably. She shook her head inwardly she had to start setting her plans in motion one way or the other, or lose him forever and that was something she could not let happen. She bit her lip and looked down at the floor. She started to walk away... this was too much and she needed to clear her head.

She knew she had never been well at hiding her emotions, so she tried to get herself together, or her little charade would be over with. His tone made her want to tell him everything, but she could not she refused to lose the one person she had loved unconditionally even if he did not believe that.

She could not really respond without giving herself away, but she stopped for a moment and shrugged as if to say she did not know, and then headed out the front door to straighten out her head for a moment. She walked outside and walked the grounds everything here felt dead without her brother here, I mean he was here now but at the same time, he was not here if that made any sense whatsoever. Her stomach chose to growl at that point but she just did not feel up to eating. She went to the edge of the house and looked out at the ocean it was the one thing besides the pool she loved at this house, she remembered many nights spent just watching the waves staying away from her parents as often as she could. She shook her head it felt like nothing even mattered to her anymore, but her brother, she had to stick to her plans...even if they made her feel like scum.

She shook her head and walked back towards the house she had pretty much walked the whole grounds and covered a lot of space... but she had things to get done. She noticed then her brother walking towards the pool and a crazy idea came to her head... what if no... wait she felt like something was coming back to her, what she was not sure... no she thought couldn't be.

Yes she had a plan... would it work maybe not was she going to do it fuck yes she thought to herself, as she headed back to the house to get to her bedroom. She bit her lip as she practically jogged the rest of the way, making sure she was out of view as she ran up the steps to her room. First, she pulled out her laptop and logged in, she texted Donald... "I need that solid done soon please." She sent it and waited. "I'm on it doll." He typed back and she smiled to herself that was only one step in her plan of many. Now she thought where is my bikini she had a few but wanted to pick the absolute best one. She deleted the messages just like before locked her laptop once more and put it away.

She would have to find the sexiest bikini she owned she thought to herself. Yes, that was what she had planned, maybe try and seduce him... she did not know if it would work maybe at least make him look at her as something else than his little sister. She finally decided on a black bikini she was not sure if it was that sexy but it was her favorite one she found... https://pin.it/QXiikmHLU

She grabbed a tee shirt to pull over her bikini then pulled on some sandals grabbed a towel and started to make her way out to the pool, as she passed her mom and dad's room she touched the knob she hadn't been in this room since they died... she knew this evening she had to do it, she needed to know or try to find out where it all went wrong in their family she needed to make it make sense. She took her hand off the knob and then she headed towards the pool once more.

She bit her lip she could not believe she was going to go through with this. She had to make a choice... her choice was him. She struggled inwardly with herself she felt as if she had an angel on one shoulder and a devil on the other and they were both pulling her back and forth, if you believed in that type of thing after all. She took a deep breath and noticed her brother, she put her towel down took her sandals and her tee shirt off, and put them in a neat pile. She knew at this moment she was going to back part of the pool she would enter through the waterfall.

She bit her lip and thought to herself, that she had to play it off that she did not know her brother was there, that she had asked one of the staff if it was okay for her to use the pool that she had noticed when her brother had been showing her around when they got there. Play it cool Marie play it cool. She then slowly started to come through the waterfall hoping he would notice without her saying anything.
 
Arnold didn't notice Marie walking through the waterfall into the grotto. He was running his fingers along that heart shape.... and broken memories of him using some kind of nail to scratch it in place. Mom and Dad had been livid about it when they saw it but, they must have forgotten about it when they got rid of him.

He felt hands wrap gently around his sides causing him to jump and spin. He saw Marie there in her bikini and his eyes bulged. She had developed into a woman from the kid he had recalled. He said, "Umm... I am sorry... I ... I didn't hear you come in." He turned back to the mark on the ceiling of the grotto and looked at it once more. He felt her arms wrap around his waist once more and her chin rest on his shoulder as she looked up. He wondered why she would do that... it felt more like a lover kind of thing than brother sister. He ignored it for now as he said, "Do you remember what happened here?"

He then realized how stupid that was to ask. She had amnesia so of course she wouldn't remember! He said, "Oh... I forgot a moment... sorry.... I..." He ran his fingers along the initials and said, "I don't really recall this. Why would our initials be in a heart though?"

Feeling confusion, he gently eased her arms off him, not aggressively or anything, but gently and walked to the underwater bench once more and sat down, his eyes looking at that heart. Why were their initials in a heart? Brother sister love usually doesn't get pictured that way... maybe two stick figures holding hands or something. Then he felt her do something he hadn't expected. Rather than taking a seat next to him as he had presumed she would, she took a seat... on his lap.

His eyes shifted to her and said, "Wh... what are you doing sis?" For some reason as he said those words those, a feeling of... familiarity crossed through his head. It was like she had been here before. He said, "Are... are you remembering anything?" This was familiar yet really weird to him.... her sitting on his lap and yet he didn't realize his own arm wrap around her waist in another familiar way....
 
She knew this was so wrong and yet she felt as if somehow this was so right as she looked at him as she walked through the waterfall, Jesus but was her heart racing ever so fast? Be a woman Marie for once in your life take the lead on something she thought to herself, however the many times she did take the lead on anything, especially with her parents nothing ever turned out the right way. She noticed what he was touching, and she remembered that day... well some of it at least.

She then found herself wrapping her arms around his sides, she was shorter than him and she smiled, god this felt right... wait she remembered something, this happened before right? He looked at her a little shocked and she wondered why. Marie, you're not stupid your his sister and you are touching him far more than a sister would she thought to herself as she bit her lip shyly. She felt a little awkward but memories were resurfacing and not the kind when you had amnesia more from the kind your mind blocked off when something bad had happened. "It's okay, I did not realize you were here, I-- asked the staff if it was okay to come down here, I thought maybe, something would help me remember." She said innocently another lie, how many was she up to she wondered. She watched as he looked at the ceiling of the grotto once more, a little more than confused she noted. She then boldly again wrapped her arms around him once more she knew what she would do if he asked her why she was so close. She figured she would tell him that the closeness might just help her remember. She almost looked at him as if to say I can't even remember my life... but she knew that was a lie so she did not say that.

She could sense him tense a little at his question and guilt once again surged through her. She actually, did vaguely remember but at the same time in the sense that he was asking she did not. "It's okay I am sorry I cannot remember anything, most of all I am sorry I can't remember you... I feel as if I am ruining your life." That part was true she thought to herself well at the least the last part anyway. She looked at it again and wondered that herself, then a little memory shot through her she had done that part...she remembers her dad being so bad, but her mother saying kids will be kids. Huh, she thought to herself strange.

When he took her arms and pulled himself away from her she felt sad and lonely once more, she never realized just how much he meant to her and just how much she truly missed him. He looked so lost looking at that heart and she wanted to tell him they were kids and it did not mean anything but for her it had meant everything even if she could not remember the entire thing. She took a deep breath and looked at it trying to force herself to remember but it just made her head hurt, she still had much to do after all...She was kind of shocked at her next move herself. She bit her lip as she crawled into his lap, her heart thumping in her chest wondering what he would do, hell he may push her off of his lap in mock horror she thought to herself.

She knew exactly what she was doing. "Trying to remember..." She said softly and looked at him gently. Goodness Marie one more lie, she was going straight to hell and she knew it. She felt right in his lap, as if this was not the first time thing, again another flash of a memory, the day they did the heart, did she not do the same thing, yes she remembered doing that much, back then she did not think much of it she had just wanted to be close to her brother, she had admired him more than he could ever know. She shook her head no, yes, yes I was but not what you think I should she thought to herself. She felt his hand slowly move around her, and she felt herself acutely aware of how it was making her feel, and how it made her feel before, she thought to herself. "I... feel like I've been here before with you...a long time ago, but I can't remember." She admitted.
 
Arnold's eyes turned back to her and said, "Yeah.... me ... too." He did recall having memories of playing around in here as a kid and hiding things from her when they were young, but..... His eyes lowered down to her voluptuous chest and how very exposed it sat on her body. The bikini top seemed to barely contain just the aerolas. He cleared his throat and said, "Umm... perhaps we should...."

Her eyes looked down to him and he flushed when he saw her recognize what he had been looking at. He looked away and up to the mark as well saying, "I... I really don't remember this though...." Flashes of her and him in this grotto began to hit him hard..... and he suddenly and unexpectantly stood up, nearly dumping Marie into the water. He immediately reached out and caught her by the arm and returned her to her feet saying, "I... am sorry. It's just...."

A flash of hair in his hands... her hair... while his cock was.... no... that had been Candace! It had been a dream! A stupid fucking dream. He backed up and said, "I think I should go swim a while. WHy was his cock as hard as a rock.

He started to turn and felt her hand grab at his arm and he turned to look back at her. Before he realized it, he had pulled her ample chest into his hard one and pulled her into a hard deep kiss!!! His memories of this running wild in him!!! His cock raged as he pressed her back into the side wall of the grotto. He had forgotten the truth... forgotten everything... the memories filled him hard and deep!!!

Arnold half expected her to slap him, knee him... something but nothing happened... instead her leg coiled around his. He moaned again and kept kissing on her till his eyes opened... and he realized who he was kissing once more... the staggered back saying, "Oh god... I... I didn't mean that.... what the fuck is wrong with me?"

He turned and dove into the water, ashamed of his actions and wanting to drown himself right then and there.
 
Her breathing was becoming a little heavy, especially by the way he was looking at her, still looking lost she would do anything to take that away from him. She noticed where his eyes were and how his looking at her that way made her feel, again another flash of memory, she had remembered being in his lap in this pool before... when how long ago was that she wondered to herself. With her breathing so heavy her breasts were rising and falling and neither of them was saying a word at the moment. She turned her head slightly and smiled at him she did not want him to let her go... and she felt as if that was where he was going with this.

She smiled wanting him to know she did not mind him looking at her breast at all she wanted him too. She looked up to where he was looking and smiled softly as she looked at it, she was trying to piece together that day, it almost felt similar to something like this, but she could not seem to put it together just yet. He jumped up so fast she wondered if he was okay. She gasped a bit but he caught her before she tumbled and she looked at him softly. "It's okay." She says, not wanting to make him feel awkward. She wondered what he was going to say but she also did not want to think too much of it either.

Her own heart was racing at the nearness of him...she looked so sexy, so mouth-wateringly sexy and she could not look away. She wished she could tell him about the night before, but at the moment this was something he just could not know yet. She took a long deep breath and tried to tell herself this was not the time or the place to think about that in this moment, she could feel how hard her nipples were as she did think about it, she could not stop thinking about it. Her face flushed red at those memories, she realized she had always felt this way for Arnold.

As she thought of that she remembered a lost kiss a stolen kiss, her eyes went wide for a moment. Oh god... she kissed her brother all those years ago! She remembered her father... oh god he caught them... why could she not remember what the fuck happened after that she wondered to herself. She did not want him to go, and she had to think of a way to make him stay. Here goes nothing she thought to herself her heart racing the entire time. She grabbed his arm, well more so touched it and she smiled warmly when he turned back to look at her.

Her eyes went wide in shock when he pulled her to him and then she found his lips pressed hard against his own, It was hard and deep and she found herself moaning against her lips. He tasted just like she knew he always would she thinks to herself. Her moans were more intense against his mouth as her tongue searched for his almost desperately. God she would love to wrap her fucking legs around him and have him fuck her right then and there. It felt good being against the grotto if he would only give her what she craved. She did not want him to ever stop kissing her, he tasted of everything she had ever wanted and so much more, her leg coiled around him showing him she wanted and needed so much more.

The moan that escaped his lips made her juices flow and she was completely going mad for him and she wanted and needed him more. There is something wrong with me not you she thought to herself, she had wanted him so long that she was ready to tell him the truth right then and there but she knew now was not the time, she still wanted him, but she needed him to want her as well, and the way he looked at her when he pulled away looking more than mortified broke her heart. "Arnold wait..." She said but he was already gone, feeling sad she hurried out of the water, her tummy grumbled she rushed into the house and made a sandwich before taking a shower, she had a headache and was hornier than she had ever remembered suddenly another thought of an idea formed in her mind...

Oh god, Marie, this gets worse and worse by the minute she thought to herself, before changing into her lingerie pulling on a very thin silky robe and crawling into her bed she did not bother to shut her door, wait she needed some inspiration she thought, as she pulled her laptop out and pulled up the same familiar porn her brother had watched, she lost her memory of her life but not the ability of how to do things, plus the nurse that had helped her in the hospital had taught her a few things about looking things up and such, she already knew it but she was playing it off well.

She lay in bed with her laptop beside her, the porn she wanted to open her robe and pushed it aside. https://pin.it/CkV2HQf6N She then closed her eyes when the porn started and spread her legs wide pushing her panties to the side and slowly started circling her hard nub, moaning lightly as she started...
 
Arnold remained as deep in the water as he could go for a time... holding his breath and letting his mind process! He had kissed his sister.... HIS SISTER?!?! What was wrong with him?! Why had he done that? He looked up through the water to the sky feeling like the ultimate shit heel. The problem wasn't just that.... the problem was he had felt her kiss him back, hard, deep and fast. He could feel her heavenly breasts pressing into him, her eagerness... her desire.... What was wrong with them both?

Unable to hold his breath any longer, he pushed his head above the water, took in a long deep breath, glanced at the Grotto now seeing it empty, he slipped back under the water. It was an old trick he remembered doing when he wanted to be alone. When his mom and dad nagged him or the staff bothered him, he could slip under the water, no one could talk to him or interact with him in any way and he could be alone with his own thoughts.

His mind went back to the grotto, that heart, the two sets of initials. Why would he had put that there? He knew he had done it, but why? And that kiss.... what was up with that kiss?

Was he not on his way to being married to Candace? Did he just this morning propose to her and did she not say yet? How could he have betrayed Candace like that by kissing Marie? And... what was up with that strange dream. It was all so confusing....

Realizing he wasn't getting many answers while under the water, he finally popped up to the surface and pulled himself out of the pool, heading to his towel. He used it to dry off some and wrapped it around his waist before slipping into his flip flops again. He glanced at the grotto one last time and turned and walked back inside.

"Oh baby...." He heard Marie whisper as he reached the top of the stairs to the bedroom and froze. The sounds of a whip or flogger caught his attention, followed by a woman's scream and the sound of gagging. He then heard the sound of Marie gasping.... and he stepped forward, towards her room. As he reached door, he stood off to the side and listened... was Marie doing what he thought she was doing?

A quick peek in validated what he thought, she was laying on her bed, mostly naked, legs spread, fingers inside herself as she watched a bdsm video on the laptop. He started to turn away to give her her own privacy, this was her home after all and why couldn't she do what she wanted and when. That was what his gut had told him to do after all, yet he stayed close... watching her... as she massaged her breasts, flicked her own clit, and moaned, grinding....

His eyes gazed along her perky nipples, her trembling form, he heard the sounds of her fingers sliding in and out, fighting a natural suctioning sound her body made to keep those fingers in. He felt his cock swelling. She was not the girl he remembered so long ago. She was a woman.... a beautiful woman.

His eyes widened huge though when he heard her say, "Bubby!! Oh fuck bubby....." He heard her scream through her bit lip as if trying to keep quiet. She was ... thinking of him?!?! while watching that?! He staggered back in shock, causing one of the floor boards to squeak revealing his hiding place.

Her eyes spun to look at him and for a moment, their eyes locked, then he looked away and muttered, "Sorry... umm... I thought I... oh fuck me..." He bolted in a fast walk to his room, closing it behind him! What was going on in his mind?!?!
 
She knew it was rather dumb for her to leave the door to her bedroom open but at the same time she wanted her brother to see what she wanted to do for him. She could see the guilt in her brothers eyes when he practically pushed her away from her and she understood this was all wrong so very very wrong but she also could not help the way she felt now and all those years ago, she knew she was going about this the wrong way and she did not want anyone to get hurt, but she was tired of being the one hurt and the one that was the blame for everything.

She felt bad that he felt bad. She never wanted to hurt him. She loved him, she would always love him, no scratch that she was in love with him. She had to play this all out, every time she was moving forward guilt ate her and she wanted to tell him the truth and see what would happen, but she lost him once because of her parents she refused to lose him again. She knew there was something wrong with her, deep down she knew it, but she could not deny how much she wanted and needed her brother. She closed her eyes and just told her body to let go and just feel... she hadn't cum in god she did not remember the last time maybe three months ago if not longer.

She smiled as she felt the wetness between her legs she did not need much help in that department especially since he had kissed her. She spread her legs as wide as she could get them and had pulled her little panties to the side, if anyone was near her they would have smelled her arousal. She closed her eyes for a moment... she wanted to imagine her brother was touching her, she had already fucked him and he did not even know it...She bit her lip her finger started to move a little faster against her clit. She breathed deeply imagining him again she needed him wanted and yearned for him more and more.

Her nipples were so fucking hard so she reached her hands up and pinched and pulled and tweaked them moaning softly as she did so. God she felt so good, she knew just how she liked to be touched... it had been a long time since a man knew her body the way that she did or wanted without her having to guide him. She enjoyed touching herself, making herself feel good. Little sighs continued to escape her lips as she continued to watch the video, imagining that it was her and her brother in that same video. Her juices were starting to run down her legs as she continued to rub her clit, slowly then picking up the pace.

Fuck me, she thought to herself. Her mind continued going back to her brother and the way he made her feel, in ways he would never know she thought to herself. She moaned as she watched the video her hips rising to meet the now frenzy movements of her finger against her clit. Fuck it felt so good, she did not want to make herself cum too quickly and she wanted to hold off until her brother walked down the hall. She moaned again as her finger now worked slowly wanting to make her orgasm last. She finally heard a creek on the steps and again her tempo sped back up and loudly she moaned out oh baby.

Fuck but if this was not a hot video but she really was only really listening for the sounds, for she was playing her pussy for her brother and only her brother. She then this time plunged two of her fingers into her tight and soaking wet pussy a loud gasp escaping her lips as she did so. She knew he was out there so she kicked it up a notch, not that she really needed to. She was biting her lip moans escaping more and more as she gasped and cooed and moaned and almost screamed out, her fingers picking up speed, and her other finger moving furiously on her clit.

It felt so good, but she was holding out. She was still flicking her tits with her other hand, her hips rising to meet the tempos of her own fingers inside of her and rubbing her clit. She had her head thrown back enjoying all of the sensations she was feeling loud moans continued to escape her lips. She knew he was there, she felt it. It was a strange enough thing but she could always feel when he was around. She wished it was him in here touching her and bringing her to sweet bliss. All of a sudden her orgasm hit her like a fucking tidal wave and she found herself screaming out her brothers nickname, she would make up that she remembered him saying it at the hospital if he ever questioned her.

She was biting her lip it was one thing for her to want Arnold to hear she did not need the staff to hear as well. She was continuing to say his name over and over again. She needed him wanted him to know that she was thinking of him. She heard the floor board and looked up. Again he looked mortified and she felt bad... but wanted to jump up and follow him... she decided to give him a bit... she needed to clean up a bit she had made quite a mess of her blanket and of her fingers, she however licked her fingers clean and moaned at her own taste damn she wished he would have stayed around for that.
 
Arnold really wasn't sure what to do at the moment. This morning had started off pretty normal... other than the hangover... and Candace came to him... and he proposed to her... he fucking proposed though he knew it was to keep her. She was a wonderful woman for sure... but propose to her?

Then he found himself kissing Marie... his own fucking sister in the grotto and the most disturbing thing... was it felt normal to him! The day only got even more confusing when he found her in her bed in the sluttiest little number, her tits out, her fingers in her... calling his name and cumming?! What in the 7 levels of hell was going on?

He made it back to his room and closed the door, trying to lock it, though not quite locking it. He walked to the window that looked out into the garden and his mind was lost on Marie and her cumming and saying his name? She was his sister... was she actually sexually aroused by him? Wasn't there something deviant and wrong in that? And why... deep down... did he want to go back and watch her again?

This was wrong... terribly wrong.... He peeled out of his shirtr and shorts, tossing them in the bin, before heading to the shower and turning on the shower. Once it was properly heated up, he stepped in the stall and let hte hot water roll over his body, his head.... his legs....

Flashes of ancient memories kept coming back to him with that heart in the grotto. What was it there? He couldn't make it make sense....

He sat there and just disappeared into his own thoughts. There was a truth in there he didn't think he wanted to know... but he didn't want to NOT know either.... Marie's breasts.... fucking her ass..... grabbing her hair and making her scream his name...... He blinked.... no... that was a dream last night and it was Candace he had done that with... in his dream... not Marie.

Arnold moaned as he felt his cock swelling once more to the images that flashed, her on her bed, the kiss, the heart, fucking her ass... over and over like a wagon wheel they rolled through his mind.....

He didn't hear the other person walk into his room... or the bathroom to look at him....
 
She knew everything she was doing was wrong, but how many times had she tried to make things right with her brother, so many there were even times she called and left messages with Candace she wondered if he ever got them or if he just ignored them either way she had always tried, even if he acted as if she did not. She took a deep breath her pre orgasmic glow was now taking a different turn, she cleaned her mess up put her laptop on charge, and took her little bra and pantie set off and just pulled the robe over her...than she cleaned up her bed, and brushed her hair, she too needed a shower after the pool...but her head was spinning, and she was formulating yet another plan... this was even more far fetched then the pool and her masturbating, she was almost ready to just call off her best friend trying to woo Candace, she would never want to hurt him in any way... she just wanted him to love her... and want her... and realize he did not hate her.

She sighed to herself she looked at that lap time yes she was going to call it off with Candace maybe the memory loss and her seduction would work, but she had to wait until later she had something else in her mind at the moment, she could not stop thinking about everything that she was doing... but how many times had she tried to explain things not only to her brother but to Candace as well... no-one cared enough to listen they had both made her to be a villain when again she was just a kid herself. She did not want to think about any of that right now it did not really matter all that mattered was making him see her as more than a sister.

There was so many things that she wanted and needed to do but at the same time she was worried about what would happen at the end of all this, she knew at the moment that did not matter, she had to focus on the here and now of things and nothing else. Come on Marie you've made it this far no turning back now...the only part she knew she had to make right was Candace, she could not to that to Arnold...all of this was for him to see her for what she was... not for him to be hurt...she would have killed herself before ever seeing her brother in pain or hurt in any way.

She bit her lip, she looked at herself in the mirror knowing deep down what she was doing was wrong, but also feeling as if it was right and the only way... why was she so nervous about her next step... she had already all but forced her brother to fuck her while he was drunk, she chewed harder on her lip more and more as she looked away from her reflection because it also showed so much of her guilt reflecting back at her, she tried not to think of the past but at the same time her mind always seemed to travel right back there. This was fucked up on so many levels... but she had never wanted anything as much as she wanted her brother... wrong be damned she thought to herself then.

She still looked back at the box she had sitting there, would he even care...she knew he thought she was like mom and dad but that was so far from the truth...she shook her head, fighting back tears, why did he not remember how close they once were, sure she did not remember a lot either guess they both blocked out a lot of the bad times, she had to be in that house for it still, the arguments, the pain, the hatred...and it was all directed at her after he left... part of her wanted to smack him for never listening to her not once, the other part of completely understood.

She thought back to the day she had kissed her brother, she would remember it like it was yesterday she remembered him kissing her back, unashamed at the time... but then remembered yelling after that, but who at what she thought to herself... dad was kind of scary she remembered he always had a chip on his shoulder but mom was meek and mild mannered just going along with what their dad always said sometimes she wondered how her mom felt of Arnold... she knew her mom had some things hidden as well, yes tonight she had to go in that room... but at the moment she had to tend to something else.

She walked towards where his room was, at first she heard him shifting around she knew her brother well enough to know he hated the smell of chlorine and knew damn well he would be heading to the shower soon... it was then she would take another chance...then she would make her move...She stood at his bedroom door listening, waiting. She closed her eyes, bracing herself I mean she had lost her memory, so she really could not or did not see him as her brother... god if anyone was in her head they would admit her to the fucking psych ward right then and there she thought to herself.

She knew he enjoyed watching her... she knew deep down he felt something... as wrong as it may be she knew he felt something, he in a sense he felt the same way she had always felt. She started to hear him moving about, so she backed up some she did not want him to catch her yet... She heard him head towards the shower... now or never Marie she thought to herself. She bit her lip once more and then went towards the shower, her heart was racing so fast in her chest. She closed her eyes and took a long deep breath, it was like her feet did not want to move... but she continued on, with shaky hands as well.

She would give him a few moments to himself... for she still needed a few moments herself. She tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, as she finally got to the door of the bathroom, at first she slowly opened the door, luckily for her it did not creek and she was being quiet as a mouse as well. Here goes nothing, she thought as she gently shut and locked the bathroom door, fuck if she did not feel like some kind of creep, she supposed in a sense deep down she was. She stood at the sink and watched him through the glass door, all the bathrooms in this house were fancy she thought rolling her eyes, she defiantly did not get the love of Money and wants from her parents... her wants went a completely different way she thought to herself.

She could see he was deep in thought... they had that in common water seemed to sooth them and help ease there mind and help them focus and think, maybe that was why she spent so much time at the beach... She sighed as she watched him, he seemed conflicted and that bothered her...Oh Arnold I wish you could see what I see, know what I know, trust me, believe me, know that I've always loved and defended you...she felt a tear at her eye and hastily wiped it away, all in due time she thought to herself. She shook her head... focus Marie... focus.

She again closed her eyes and gathered her strength, come on Marie you can do this, she thought to herself. Did she hear her brother moan, but then she thought more and likely he was thinking of Candace not her...She hated that but it was his girl after all...she bit her lip and got her shit together, she walked towards the shower door making sure he did not hear her, she slowly slid the door open after pulling her rope off letting it roll off her body. She stepped in and found herself wrapping her arms around her brother from the back... wondering what his reaction was going to be.
 
His eyes were closed when he felt the gentle cool breeze of the open shower door.... and the touch of delicate hands on his back, creeping along his sides and then up around his thick muscular chest. He wanted so desperately for those hands and arms, those breasts pressing into his chest, and the head resting along his spine to be Candace's.... it would make everything right once again.... it would make everything... normal. But he knew to whom those body parts belonged and do his surprise, it didn't repulse him like he thought it would....

He did nothing at first, just let her stand, holding him, pressing her frame into his naked frame.. The hot water covering both of them already. Despite his pounding heart, he managed to keep his breathing slow and steady. He didn't want this ... but yet he hadn't reacted yet. He let her rest on him, knowing what she wanted. He didn't move as he leaned his hands on the shower walls, keeping him in the center of the showerhead saying, "We aren't just... brother and sister... are we? no.... we aren't." He answered for himself. He said, "That is... why everything went so bad... the heart in the grotto, our initials. Mom and Dad must have found out.... somehow. Found out and destroyed me for it."

He felt her just standing there, arms around his chest, his eyes moved to her dark purple colored toenails on her feet. Candace never used polish on her nails.... That deep dark hue of purple had always been one of his favorite colors. She had painted them... for him.

As his mind processed things, he wanted her to say something.... anything... but he wanted her silent and still too. He didn't need her confusing him with her version of things.... He pushed off the shower walls and turned towards her, facing her, her arms still wrapped around him, her eyes looking up at him, her breasts pushing up on his belly. His eyes remained locked on hers and said, "That is why... it felt right... to kiss you in the pool... " He reached behind his back to her wrists and gently released her grip on him. pulling her arms to be nearly perpendicular He stepped forward two steps, making her step back three. He stopped when she gasped from the cool tiles that hadn't been touched by the warm water.

He then lifted her hands up over her head...., locking both wrists in one of his thick hands. He watched her eyes close as he moved his free hand to her neck... gently squeezing her throat... and down to her breasts... cupping each of her perfect breasts in his free hand..... He heard her sigh as he let his fingers slide down from her breasts towards her flat tummy, then down to her hips.... He didn't keep her wrists so secure she couldn't have pulled away.... He then gently said, "Leave them... there..." He gently thumped her wrists... and then let his hand off them. When she remained still, he smiled to her and slowly lowered to his knees.... his eyes in front of her breasts... this was familiar too... so familiar.... cupping each breast, he licked each of the nipples.... circling the aerola's with his tongue and watching the nipples pop hard!

He let his hands move down to her thighs, his mouth caressing her stomach... and he gently hooked her left leg over his shoulder.... then her right leg so she straddled him at the face.... and slowly stood up, pushing her up the shower wall. The shower was nearly 10 feet in height so there was no risk of hitting the ceiling... He watched her hands, still in place where he had told her to leave them.... and then he rolled her hips, presenting her soaking hot sex smelling lips before him. This too.... was oh so familiar.... he wanted not words at this time... he wanted what was familiar... and she was familiar. He let his tongue dip in and take it's first taste of her....
 
She could not believe this was something that she was doing and yet... here she was doing it, she could feel the hardness of her nipples, the way her pussy clenched at the thought of being near him... she felt how wrong it was, but also how much she wanted and needed him after all, how she would and could not get enough of her... she was starting to remember things but all she wanted now was him, she felt her hands shake ever so slightly as she gently touched his back, her eyes closed for a moment at the nearness that was her brother, he smells so good she thinks to herself...

She wanted to touch him, she wanted him to touch her and she needed him to be coherent and want the same thing, she never wanted to remember that the only way she could have him, was for him being drunk out of his mind. She knew he was more than likely hoping she was Candace and while she understood that, at this moment it was her, and she wanted him to know what she wanted...what she has wanted and ached for, for so long now...She closed her eyes and enjoyed the feel of him...She loved him, she just needed him to understand how much...

She did not want him to feel conflicted, even though she had been for years...what was it she told her parents when she got a little older after the incident that a person did not pick the way they felt their heart made the choices...she was starting to remember more and more of that day, this was her fault she knew...but she was young and at the time, she did not understand consequences of her actions...but she was still young and she had no control over her parents and she was tired of thinking of everything as her own fault, dammit she went through things to especially once he was gone she thought to herself but she was trying more and more not to think about that.

She sighed, she wanted to forget the past...but that was impossible. She closed her eyes she wanted to touch him so badly at this moment, but at the same time she also wanted to wait to see what he would do as well, she remembered a long time ago something very similar to this...but at that time it did not seem to mean as much...now for her it meant everything. Breath she reminded herself realizing for a moment that her breathing had shallowed even more so than before, he did not try to get away however that was something right. She felt good pressed against his body as if she belonged there, even if she knew deep down she did not...

She wanted to run her hands along his body, but she also wanted more and more to see what he would do, but she was desperate to touch his body...to get on her knees before him...to tell him she wanted him to do anything and everything he wanted to do to her and more. She knew he probably had a ton of questions or so many things he needed and wanted to say to her yet neither of them spoke. Perhaps this was the last thing he wanted, but deep down she knew it was what he needed, she wanted to take all the bad memories they had and turn them into something good...

Please she thought, please tell me I am not wrong, she thought once more...She bit her lip, her breathing was becoming more and more rapid at every second that passed between the two of them. She was surprised by his words...a little taken aback and it left her a bit uncertain in the moment, but he was right, she knew they were by blood but for her it was always a much deeper connection. She had to continue her memory loss, so she really could not say much after all or it would give her facade up right then and there. She knew he was remembering everything she had started to remember, they blamed him, but he did not know the vile things they said to her either... she always kept that to herself, her mother never said much but her father... had said plenty... but there was a time and place for everything she thought to herself.

She knew right than and there he must hate her even more...and deep down she did not blame him... much like now she was the one that had came on to him. "I don't remember...but I am sorry...for them, I would apologize for myself...but.." She did not want to say more she had to pretend she remembered nothing. She noticed he was looking at her toes and it made her blush she had always kept them that color as well as her nails...there was a lot she did to keep her brother around and in her mind at all times, though he never really went very far from her mind in the first place after all.

She did not say much before...but she needed him to touch her or she may go crazy right here in the shower being so close to him was making her mad with lust...She looked at him softly, she was much shorter than him so she had to crane her neck a little and the way he was looking at her showed her that he was feeling the same conflicting things that she was but also wanting her in this moment as much as she wanted him. She bit her lip shyly as she listened to his words...it did feel right, she thought, for her it felt right then and even more so now.

She looked a little confused, she still had to play her part after all, but she did nod her head a gentle yes more to tell him that she wanted him...she thought he was just pulling her from him to stop him, when he gently took her wrist in his and unwrapped her arms from his body, she had tried everything and nothing was working she thought to herself...to her surprise he did not really let her go.. and he was coming closer to her, she was not sure what was happening...She had backed up a little more nervous than she had anticipated and when her naked bare back hit the coldness of the tile, she gasped out.

Her eyes never left his when he reached and put her arms above her head... She moaned when he locked both her wrist in one big hand of his, she had longed for a moment like this and she wanted to freeze it, embed it in her brain, because if she never had it again, at least she had the here and now. She closed her eyes, and enjoyed his gentle touch...another moan escaped her lips when he gently squeezed her throat...her eyes closed even more as she was lost in the sensations he was bringing forth from her...her nipples got even harder if that was even possible when she felt him take her breast in his hands.

Every touch was gentle, she sighed, her body responding to every single little touch he placed against her skin...had anyone ever touched her this way she wondered...no she was sure they hadn't...She bit her lip as another low moan escaped her lips...his voice sent shivers throughout her entire body and her pussy was gushing with her juices...she knew what he was telling her and she knew at the moment she would do anything he had asked of her...she nodded her head letting him know she would. His smile drove her wild, but when he got to his knees before her she was stunned this was really happening...but was he only doing it because he pitied her or because he wanted to, that thought was in the back of her head and she really did not want to think that was the reason at the moment.

Her breathing was rapid, her chest heaving, causing her small breast to rise and fall, but she did not allow her eyes to leave his...she thought about the night before and it made her moan out before he even touched her again...she sighed to herself, wishing he remembered but then hoped he would not remember the night before either, what would he think of her after she did something like that she wondered to herself? This time as he licked each of her very hards nipples she nearly cried out in need..."Fuck" She managed to gasp out...

Oh god she could explode at any moment, goosebumps aligned her entire body and she was practically begging him with her eyes and her body... each touch was building her higher and higher and she was teetering on the edge more and more...Oh dear mother of god she thought when he hooked her shaky left leg over his shoulder and another gasp escaped her lips...then went her other very shaky right leg...another loud gasp escaped her lips once more...she sighed when she was once more pressed against the shower wall...She closed her eyes once more, she had never quite felt this way before...

She never once moved her hands allowing them to stay where Arnold had told her too...Her breathing hitched more and more...he would clearly see that she was drenched and dripping her hot sex ready and wanting and needy for him. Her thoughts again went to the night before... for her it was everything...but this was so much more. This was something she had wanted for so so long...and something she had so longed for...it was really happening...she wondered for a moment was she dreaming until she felt her brothers tongue dip into her soaking box and took a taste of her, this time her moan was so loud it echoed in the shower...she found it almost hard to not reach down and run her fingers through his hair and yet the entire time she let her hands stay where he told her to...She needed more... "More...please." She all but begged him.
 
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