For a long while I just tried to sleep. I though that maybe if I fell asleep I'd wake up in the morning and it would be like nothing happened. My roommates would remember what happened. I'd forgive myself for acting foolishly. And I would stop thinking about my brother's c**k and daydreaming about it sliding in and out of my wet p***y. But it was no use.
I'd tossed and turned for well over an hour when I heard a soft knock on the door. Then it opened and I saw my brother slink in. I turned my bedside light on and sat up in bed, pulling the covers up over my chest even though I was still wearing my bra and gym shorts. Sammy was back in his own pajamas. For a long while we just stood there awkwardly.
"I'm sorry about everything," he said. I was confused. I was clearly in the wrong, he hadn
