"Don't act like you don't want to, I can see right through you." "I want to stay, but how can I leave my life behind like that?" "Well you don't have a choice, you're going to die soon and join me in death." You rub your hand across your bite marks and realize the horror of what he told you, after a brief moment. "I..am?" "In a short while, yes. And you will serve my hunt in death too, maybe you will appreciate my point of view when that happens. Better prepare for your new existence, plaything." He grins and meets your gaze. My twenty-year-old sister stated “I think I'm pregnant.” The cold, bold statement took me by surprise “What?” She looked voyeur at me, sad eyes, a small frown on her mouth, “I missed my period, I'm way late, I'm fucking knocked up.” She had stopped by to visit me at my apartment, we were sitting face to face, cross legged next to the fireplace which had a small gas flame flickering, lighting the otherwise dark room. She moved her feet together, raised her knees and crossed her arms over them then laid her head on her forearms and murmured “I'm gonna have a fucking kid, give me the bottle.” She didn’t seem to care that I was getting a good up-skirt view of her pale blue panties in that position. I handed Lisa the pint bottle of rye whiskey and as she tipped it to her lips I asked “Are you sure, there are a lot of reasons you might miss?” She put the couple bottle on the floor next to her foot “I need a knocked-up test, I have to amateur go to CVS and Hardcore get one, will you drive me?” “Right now? She twisted her wrist and checked her watch and mumbled “11:30.” She looked back at me “They're open 24/7, it's late, not many people will be there, I can get one and probably not see anybody I know.” I took a hit off the pint and handed it to her again, Lisa sipped the last drops then looked at me “God, this sucks.” I stood and offered her my hand to pull her up, she stood, sighed deeply “Fuck.” It was cold; dirty snow and slush covered the ground in patches, the streets were wet from the melt. I'd had a couple of shots of rye whiskey so I drove cautiously the two miles to the drug store. It was an opportunity to ask my sister how she got pregnant. “What happened, I thought you and Troy were being careful.” homemade Her next words shocked me “It might not be Troy.” Troy and I were best friends, he was dating Lisa and I was dating his sister, her best friend Krista. The whole arrangement was tight, close, damn near incestuous. Lisa and Troy had been a couple for almost two years and I had just talked Krista into bed only a couple of weeks before. My eyes left the road as I twisted my head and stared at Lisa. Oh god, don’t stop! Somehow, I managed to help her out of her clothes. You win. How can I help?” “Don’t you worry, tell me what to do and I’ll take care of it.” Hank said and smiled. “Right, right,” our mother said. He reached out and placed his hands on her hips and pulled her homemade close. Hermione, finally given permission, scrambles to cover herself. And just like that the feelings subside as her expressions fade back to nothingness, then a smirk appears on her face. Mom amateur didn't say anything just smiled,got up cleared are supper dishes. Hold on baby! voyeur I knew it was all end of my lies. couple Moving back into the kitchen he set his plate. Miles stood back, hands in his Hardcore pockets as he watched everything play out. His eyes flicked up and down, smiling at the sight of my daughter. “Oh, my god. I leaned in closer.