"It's getting pretty late," he finally croaked and released her delicate wrist. "We should... we should pack it in."
His sister jerked her head up and down, trying her hardest not to shudder herself free from this crazy tension that gripped them out of nowhere. She climbed off of him, bid him goodnight, and staggered drunkenly to the bedroom. She shut the door behind her and nearly crumbled when she propped her back against it. Her knees were so weak all of a sudden.
She pulled her shoulder-length hair back with both hands, bosom heaving, n*****s at attention. "Holy fuck..."
***
Kimberly squinted her eyes open the next day and closed her mouth. She pressed her tongue to her dry palate and then fought to unglue it. Hungover, she gave a moan and shuffled to the bathroom. She opened the m
