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Hey.

I don't know.

Dude, it's just... I know.

No, it's just, dude, he's... I know he's cheating. Like, there's no question

about it. I know he's cheating.

That fucking Wendy bitch.

What do you mean, how do I know? Obviously I know.

She likes everything he posts. Always posts in those freaking smiley faces.

Always responds.

He's hiding his phone.

He's coming back home from work later and later.

Like, what is he really doing?

And it's not like I don't know, like, when he leaves.

I know he's on a set schedule.

Dude, he's not allowed to have overtime.

I know he's cheating.

Like, why the fuck would he want to cheat on me?

Dude, I don't want to go out tonight. Come on.

I'm not in the mood.

Dude, it's because I'm pissed.

No, it's not going to help me get over it. I'm going to still think about it.

Dude, it's just... I know, but still, come on.

Dude, it's just... I don't want to deal with it.

I just want to stay home.

I don't want to be around people.

Like, why the fuck would you want to cheat on me? That's all I can think

He's like, come on, have you looked at me?

Like, come on.

Have you looked at me?

Why the fuck would he want to cheat on me?

Yeah, I know, I know. But come on, like, have I been gaining weight or

something?

Like, what's up? Why would he want to, like, do this?

I mean, come on.

I'm looking at myself right here. I am.

I'm totally checking myself off the mirror.

I mean, come on, dude.

No, I know he is. I'm not stupid.

I'm not fucking stupid.

Dude, I've been hitting the gym.

He practically calls me fat.

And I've actually lost weight.

Dude, it just... Come on, I don't want to go outside. I'm just going to stay

home. I've already made myself a drink.

I don't want to drive anywhere.

I'm too cheap to pay for a lift.

I'm not losing it. No, don't come get me either. I just want to stay home.

So I'm just going to stay home.

You guys go have fun though.

Go to your girl's night.

I'm just going to stay home.

Maybe I'll clean my messy ass room.

I probably won't. I'll probably just drink and pass out.

Like I normally do.

No, it's just, come on.

I love you, girl. I really do.

I really do love you.

But tonight's just not the night for me. I'm just in a really bad mood.

Okay. I love you, though.

I'll text you later.

Or text me, whatever.

You guys are probably going to text me drunk anyways, but I'll talk to you in

the morning.

Okay? Love you.

Bye.

Man, why does my step sister have to be so fucking hot?

Hey, Kira, are you home?

Yeah, one second. I just got out of the shower. Oh, okay. I'm sorry. Should I,

um... Hold on. You're fine. I just grew up really fast.

My bad. I'm sorry.

Should I come back? No, you're fine. You can come in, actually.

Please, come in.

Are you sure?

Yeah, please.

I'm not having such a good night.

What's wrong?

Fucking boyfriend's cheating on me.

Jackass is cheating on me.

Wait, Brad's cheating on you? Yes!

Fuck, I'm sorry. You know what?

Do you want to talk about it? It would be nice.

Well, how did you find out?

Oh, I had a feeling. He's been coming home later and later from work.

Him and that Wendy girl who he works with.

They're all over each other's social media.

Oh, you think it's Wendy? It is. I know it's Wendy.

I know it's Wendy.

When did, um, when did you find this out?

Oh, I figured it was something that's happening, like... Oh, yeah, there.

Yeah.

I figured it started happening, like, I don't know, like, a couple weeks ago.

He's been acting weirder and weirder.

He just, he, like, barely wants to touch me.

Well, okay, maybe I shouldn't be having this conversation with you. It's fine.

He, like, barely wants to touch me. He's distant.

It's weird.

He's just acting different.

But they're constantly fucking texting.

Constantly talking all over each other's friggin' social media.

They took it there?

Like, you can, like, tell. They're commenting on everything.

Smiling, kissy faces and winky faces. Like, bitch, who the fuck do you think

are?

Why do all these guys freaking fuck me over?

Like, fuck man, dude.

Nothing towards you, it's just... Well, yeah, don't blame it on me.

He's a douchebag.

And she's not even pretty. She looks like a freaking blowfish.

Unfortunately, that's how guys can be, you know. Don't... I don't know.

I told you I didn't like Brad, though.

I know.

Am I ugly or something? Why would you want to cheat on me?

Don't let him even think that you're ugly.

Don't let him get you down like that, you know?

I don't know.

Maybe it's my tits. Are they big enough?

Sorry.

It's not a big deal. They're just boobs.

Yeah, but I'm... We're not kids anymore. Come on.

They're just boobs.

You can see boobs anywhere.

Walking down the street, you could probably see about three pairs.

We're not kids anymore. We're fine.

I mean, honestly... Come on, like, do they need to be bigger?

No, no, don't ever... This is so... Here, take another. Take another.

This is, um... You don't need a boob job at all. Like... Okay, if

you weren't my sister...

But you are. So this is awkward.

But if you weren't my sister, I think you have a really

nice chest.

Well, thank you.

I need another drink.

Holy shit.

Oh, jeez. Calm down. You're fine.

I mean, they look nice.

Thanks.

I mean, I think they're pretty decent.

I mean... Like, they're perky.

They're... They're very perky and... They feel nice too.

I bet they do.

Tell me if I'm wrong.

Tell me if I'm wrong.

I don't care.

Just do it.

Finish the drink while you're at it.

Tell me if I'm wrong.

Are you sure I can... Tell me if I'm wrong. I wouldn't say that multiple

if I didn't want you to tell me if I'm wrong or not.

Okay.

I mean... Am I wrong? I mean, I think they feel decent.

Like, they feel great to me, at least.

No, they feel good.

So?

Why is he cheating on me?

He's an asshole. I don't know.

He's an asshole. You're right.

Are you not wearing panties? Oh, my God.

I just got out of the shower.

I literally threw on the flannel to cover up.

Obviously, I don't need to.

Can I make a confession?

Uh, yeah.

You gotta promise you can't tell anyone. Like, you can't tell Mom.

You can't tell Dad.

Pinky promise. Like, we've always been close, right?

Mm -hmm. Like, super close. Super close.

I mean, I've always found you attractive.

Really? Alright, I'm out. No, no, stay, stay, stay.

That doesn't freak you out?

Not really.

I can say the same about you.

Shut up. Don't toy with me right now. I'm not toying with you. Have I ever

to you before?

I hope not.

I haven't.

And I haven't lied to you.

Good. You know? Kick your ass if you did.

I think you're like...

Your body's perfect to me. Mm -hmm.

Can I kiss you?

Yeah.

This isn't crazy.

Mm -hmm.

I love you. I love you. I love you.

Can I touch it up here?

Okay.

Are you gonna fall off my face?

You

feel so

fucking good.

I don't know. I don't know.

I don't know.

Hmm.

Mm -hmm.

Fuck. Mm -hmm.

Oh my god, my fucking cock is throbbing right now.

Please.

Hi, you. Don't worry.

Don't fucking worry about it. Just fucking come in here. Please.

Please.

Please. Please.

Oh,

fucking spread those legs. Hold them back. Hold them back for me.

Yes, bro.

Yeah, I can feel the tightness.