Her Secret (Open)

To drive her wild. It took a few minutes of teasing, and she was under him, panting, breathing, needing everything. And she had been the one teasing him all this time. She just needed a gentle reminder of what it was like.

Surely, he could help her with that.

He grabbed at her legs, both of them, spreading her open for him, parting her legs. He felt her wanting to do it herself, but he stopped her. No, he would do all of this by himself. He wanted to control everything.

Control, how weird. How wonderfully odd. He liked the idea. He'd never done it before, never had the idea that control could be so wonderful, so thrilling in the bedroom.

Here he was though, over her, controlling her, forcing her legs apart, up in the air so he could touch her.

He bent down between her legs, his hot breath coming between her luscious thighs. Lips trembling as they kissed, marking a trail all the way down.

"Don't move," He said, his voice commanding, authoritative, his hands on her legs, gripping just hard enough for her to feel it. It was a command, not a question or a suggestion, but something he expected her to obey.

He dipped his tongue out upon her waiting sex. To feel it, already dripping wet. The heat inside as his tongue slipped passed her supple pussy lips. He looked up at her, his eyes large, deep set, piercing into her own.

His lips found her clit. Succulent, sensitive, he began to tease it, lightly touch it, flick it softly against his tongue.
 
As David bent between my leg i automatically wanted to spread them for him, to allow him to enjoy my taste. But then his slow gentle kisses trailing down my legs made me want to pull them together to stop the torture, oh the conflicting emotions and sensations.

"Don't move,"

the command still the thoughts in my mind as i gripped the pillow tighter trying to obey him, not wanting him to stop and some how know he would if i moved. i held myself completely still.

As his tounge slid past my pussy lips and he found my clit it was all i could do not to rock my hims to increase the pressure between us.

I moan deep in my throat "um....oh....god....oh.....yeah" My body tremble with the pleasure of him sucking on my clit, the feel is amazing, god if he stops i don't know if I could handle it.

When he flicks his tounge out over my clit my whole body tenses as I try not to move try to obey his commmands, my hands have the pillow in a death gip as I toss my head to the side trying not to arch my back.

"oh...god...please" what exactly I wanted I could not say i just know that he could give it to me.
 
Ginny winced the harder Scott fucked her. She could tell that he was getting closer to his climax. She kept telling herself to just wait a bit longer and then it would be over. She didn't want to like this. She didn't want to like him. Her body began to betray her though and her cheeks reddened as her juices flowed easily over his hard cock.

He brought a hand up and began to tease one of her nipples. She immediately arched her back and gasped. The little nub hardened immediately and she turned her face not wanting him to see her expression. She tried so hard to ignore it but she couldn't. She was beginning to feel intense pleasure and with how he was rubbing her sensitive clit at the same time she was sure on the edge of cumming herself.

She tried to stop it but the more he fucked her hard, rubbed her and pulled on her nipple she found that she couldn't hold back the pleasure that suddenly became her orgasm. She bucked her hips and cried out letting the sensations wash over her. Her inner walls clamped down hard rythmatically against his cock and she could hear him groan and feel him pumping her harder. Just as soon as her climax ended his began and he shot his hot cum deep within her body over and over. It was primal and intense. He stayed inside of her for a few seconds before slowly pulling out. Some of his cum began to drip down her legs and she turned around to face him. His cheeks were flushed and his eyes wide.

"Are you happy now? Are you happy that you got me not once but twice now?" She had a feeling that he would continue to pursue her. He had his eyes on her and he would stalk her until he had her completely. He wanted to own her, to control her.

"I have to return to the party. Everyone is going to wonder where I have been. I take it that you are staying here for the weekend. I am sure David invited you to stay." She looked down at the ground and then back up at his face again. "We better get something to eat. There will be fireworks later on tonight. The parties usually last all night." She suddenly didn't know why she was being nice to him. After he raped her in the woods she didn't think she could ever be nice or trust anybody ever again. She suddenly wanted to go find David. She hadn't seen him or Amber around in awhile and she wondered what they were up to.

She suddenly grabbed onto his shirt and pulled him tightly, close to her. "Don't you ever tell anybody about this. If I have to keep the rape a secret then you better keep it a secret too" She then let go but continued to look at his angelic face. She couldn't be falling for him. No she shouldn't be. It wasn't good to fall for the person who raped you....
 
"I won't tell anyone," He surprised himself, by pulling his hand up to her face, pushing away a few stray hairs that had fallen down. As he pulled them behind her ear, he gave her a warm and comforting smile.

"It'll be our little secret. All weekend, and then once it's over, I'm gone. You'll never see me again, how does that sound? One weekend and it will be over, and I promise it will always be like that. Not like the first time. Never like the first time. Not like my father."

He stopped, realizing what he had said, and before he could continue grabbed the back of her neck and brought her in for a kiss. It wasn't hard, his hand just touched against the nape of her, pulling down for something hard, something deep and primal, just like they had shared.

Afterwards he helped her get dressed, looking no worse for wear than possible. He himself had to zip up, pulling his still hard cock, with leaking cum inside of his pants. He would make her clean it before the day was out. Good girl needed to clean his cock.

Then back at the party. A swing of the door revealed everyone. He mingled into the crowd all too well, grabbing a beer, eating a burger, joining in idle conversation about nothing in particular.

His eyes never wavered too far from her though. They would stare from time to time, deeply mezmerized, almost a longing forlorn look, not one of lust but of desperation.
 
David

She must like being teased. He had never felt a woman so excited over this before. Some of them would growl and ask him to take them right now, others would squirm and just take charge themselves, knowing he wasn't going fast enough. She, on the other hand, only tugged at her restraints and begged for more.

That, he would have to give her.

Standing up, he didn't like how free her legs were. He had told her not to move, and she'd done such a good job. Now, her legs were parted, pointing up in the air, bent at the knee, just like any common whore's stance right before she got fucked. He loved that look on her, loved how she didn't even try to move.

Under the bed he found what he wanted, a couple of old belts. He took them, lapping one around each of her ankles, and putting those up against his bed posts. He laced them tight, tight enough so even if she thrashed and pulled, she probally wouldn't break them.

He got on top of her, leaning over his. He had taken off his clothing, his skin coming in contact with hers. She would move against every touch her, even as his hands ran up and down her sides.

She couldn't move, and that's just where he wanted her.

His cock touched against her sex. It was a slow and desperate touch. The head pressed against the slit, and then moved up to the clit. The underside of his cock ran along her slit, parting her lips just slightly. He began to thrust himself, moving back and forth, teasing her with his cock, but never actually entering her.

"I want you to beg for it," He told her, the head of his cock threatening to push inside, wanting to slam itself home into her wet heated core. It thrust, growing so hard, right at her entrance. He wouldn't let it though. He held himself steady, just against her, so close and yet so far away.

"Tell me, Amber. Tell me what you want."
 
As soon as Scott brought a hand up to push aside a few wisps of her hair she flinched thinking that he was going to hit her. She was surprised at his sudden gentleness. She even gave him a confused look. How could he be so cruel one minute and then so soft the next? It was like his looks. He was beautiful to look at with his pretty boy face but at the same time he held darkness inside his mind. He was a very conflicting person.

she listened to him. He claimed that after this weekend he would be gone, out of her life for good. She didn't respond. She didn't know how to respond to that. Maybe deep down she didn't want him to be gone. Maybe in a sick twisted way she wanted him in her life. Maybe she wanted it to be like a game of cat and mouse where he had to hunt her down all the time. Maybe, just maybe she secretly wanted to be the victim..

After he kissed her she straightened herself up and then walked back to the party and had to make excuses to everybody asking where she was. Oh she was talking to other guests or preparing food. Never could she say that she was being fucked on the other side of the house. She caught Scott's eyes looking at her from time to time. He seemed so lonely and there was a sense of desperation in his gazes. She studied him, like she had done in the past and began to wonder what was going on inside that mind of his. What did he want? What was he feeling?

All her guests seemed to really like him. He had a way about him when it came to interacting with others. It was a sort of charm that pulled people in. She had to admit that when she first met him at the gas station she was pretty taken in by him as well. Then he showed his teeth when he gave her that sinister grin. There were two sides to him that he tried desperately to keep under control. He had a hard time keeping one side in check. She noticed that he was drinking. She couldn't help but wonder if his personality would change once the alcohol flowed freely through his veins. Would his angry side come out once again?

She looked around to find her brother but he wasn't in sight, neither was Amber. She sighed and decided to go look for them. She knew without even looking that Scott was watching her. He kept his eyes upon her like a hawk watching it's prey...
 
I lay still as he gets up a questioning look on my face. As he bends down and retrieves two belts from below he bed I want to squirm but stay still.

I lie there as he uses the belts to tie my to the bed, legs spread, ankles at the post, still i don't move.

I watch my eyes drinking him in as he takes his clothes of I want to reach out and touch him but i am unable and unwilling to do so.

As he crawls down the bed between my legs the contact sends shivers up my spine I moan.

When his cock slids from my slit up rubbing my clit I arch my back, twisting the skirt that bind my hands, wanting him to do so much more, yet not knowing how to get him to do it.

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. "I want you to beg for it," He told her, the head of his cock threatening to push inside, wanting to slam itself home into her wet heated core. It thrust, growing so hard, right at her entrance. He wouldn't let it though. He held himself steady, just against her, so close and yet so far away.

"Tell me, Amber. Tell me what you want."

I look at him my eyes telling a tale of desire and need.

"Oh god David please, I want you deep in side me, I need you deep inside of me."

Once again my back arches so close to my goal yet he still holds back, what is he waiting for??

"Please, David please."

I turn my head to the side moaning in frustration, my pussy gettign slicker by the second.
 
It felt so good, to hear her like that. Moaning in pleasure and frustration, her desperate need running through her. She had no control, her body taking over, telling her that her mind could not.

He bent over her, grabbing her head, forcing it up to look at him.

"Look at me," He ordered, harsh words coming through gritted teeth. He wanted to see her eyes, wanted to feel that connection between them. He waited, his cock poised, angry, throbbing with pain, wanting to be buried deep inside of her.

"Watch," He said, a small kiss on her lips, their eyes together, the moment intense. He stared deeply into her eyes as he pushed his cock in. One single thrust, running himself all the way inside of her. It took no effort, her slick pussy walls were wet and running, they proactically guided him into her heated core. He shook with frustrated passion as he finally felt her all over him, clinging, desperate, her pussy as wanting as she had spoken to him earlier.

"You watch," He said, lifting her head up so she could see him enter her. See his large cock spreading those poor puffy pussy lips wide open. His cock somehow finding room inside of her, going all the way inside, locking them together in a desperate pleasure, and then pulling out, to see just how big his cock was. He repeated it, slow, desperate, wanting her to see all of it, see just what he was doing.

Then, he grabbed her legs, and began a pace. Fast, hard, fucking her, his cock ramming deep inside of her.
 
"Look at me,"

At his coommand I look into his eyes waiting for the plunge of his cock into my wet waiting pussy.

"Watch,"

I look down and watch has he thrusts forward driving his hard cock home in one sure stroke.

"You watch,"

I watch as he lifts my ass higher into the air driving himself into me once, twice again and again each stroke harder then the last, I moan, my body bothin pleasure and in pain, my hands twisting the skirt that binds my wrist. I ache to rake my nails down his back but I am unable to do so.

"Oh god fuck me David, fuck me hard, um you feel so good, god don't stop."

As he grabs my legs I arch my back taking him in all the way as he rams his hard cosk into my wet tight pussy, my hips thrusting, my ankles pullin against my restraints, the tension make the pleasure all the more heightened.

I can feel the belts cutting into my flesh yet I don't stop thrusting up to meet him.
 
How much did it pain her to move? He could see that she strained against everything. Against the binds on her hands, the belts on her legs, his body slamming into her, his cock buried deep inside of her. She had nowhere to go, nowhere to hide from every angle, constantly fighting between his pounding.

Still, she moaned out her support for more, her very need to have him keep going. She wanted him to use her, use her like a fuck toy, like a hole for him to cum deep inside of.

He'd never done this before. He'd never even thought of doing it like this before. To him, sex had always been mild and easy. He would get on top of a woman, but never would he fuck her this hard, never would he tie her up.

"Such a good little slut," The words leaving him before he even realized he had said them. He watched her reaction, unsure if he had gone too far, but before he knew it, he was pulling her hair, hard enough to force her face up to him once more.

"Say it... say you're a slut. Say you want me to use you, just like this. You want to be my fucking slut..."

Such dirty words, had he ever said such things before? No, but right now, he wanted to hear her say them. He wanted to hear her mean it, begging him, giving him everything and taking nothing back.

His cock thrived on it, hard and thick, pistoning into her, fucking her soft sore pussy without abandon.
 
Scott

He made his way through the group, smiling and laughing at an occasional joke. He found what he wanted, as she moved inside. Her eyes were cautious, curious, running around the room but glancing back at him ever so often.

"Hey," He whispered to her as he got up close, moving in for an innocent kiss for all to see, the razor sharp teeth of his grazing across her neck, "What's wrong?"

The way she acted, he thought she might be looking for someone. He wasn't sure, her father, her brother? He wanted to keep an eye on her, in case she got cold feet about what they were doing, and wanted to spill her little rape story.

He took her hand in his own, squeezing it once, not hard... reassuring.

"You ok?"
 
"Such a good little slut,"

The words make me thrust harder, so a good little slut was I, um he was right, I loved being used, but why by him, I had never let a guy do this before, there was just something about David that made my want him to take me, use me.

"Say it... say you're a slut. Say you want me to use you, just like this. You want to be my fucking slut..."

i moan as he pounds into me, the words what were they, i needed to say them I couldn't let him stop not when I was so close, not when he flet so good.

"Oh god I want you to use me, no I need you to use me like a dirty little slut, oh god I want to be your dirty little whore."

Arching my back I moan loudly, my pussy convulsing around him as my orgasm hit hard.

"God fuck my little whore pussy, please, god David just fuck me."
 
Ginny was back inside the house again. A few of her relatives were in the kitchen striking up some small talk with her when Scott quietly walked in. He had been watching and following her. As soon as she slipped from his view he had to see what she was up to. Her aunt smiled approvingly when he kissed her gently and then took her hand. If she only knew what she endured the week before...

She turned her head and looked at him. It was as if they were a couple who had been dating for years by the way they were embracing. It was definitly an odd situation to say the least. "I'm okay" she said once they were finally alone. Her eyes darted about looking for her brother. He and Amber had been absent for a long time now and she was getting worried.

"You haven't seen David have you?" she asked Scott, although she knew he hadn't. "I am going to go look for him." She felt his hand tighten upon hers as if he was telling her to stay by his side. "I wonder if Amber went home or something" She looked down and thought about this. Something was definitly fishy about the whole situation.

"Come on, follow me" She began to look around the house, to see if he was in any of the main floor rooms. They were all empty except for an occassional guest coming and going. She then stood at the bottom of the steps leading to the bedrooms and looked up, her head cocked to one side trying to hear any voices or sounds. "Dave"? She called but there was no answer. Looking back at Scott she motioned for him to come upstairs with her and before he could get a glimpse of her room she closed the door quickly and then went to David's door. It was closed but she suddenly heard noises come from inside.

She pressed her cheek against the heavy oak door and listened. She furrowed her brow when she heard a females voice as well. It was a very familiar voice. Amber's. Her heart began to race in her chest. What was she doing in her brothers room? Sure they had been friendly with each other over the years but Amber never expressed interest in her brother. She always just looked at him as her best friends little brother, nothing more.

Ginny placed her hand around the doorknob and slowly began to turn. She was afraid at what she would find inside yet her curiosity was getting the best of her. Peering inside she saw exactly what was going on and she gasped. "Oh my god" she whispered and then opened the door furthur and watched as her brother was fucking her best friend.

Her eyes were wide with surprise and she suddenly felt a flash of jealousy wash over her. This wasn't supposed to be happening. They weren't supposed to like each other this way. She then noticed the way they were having sex and it sent shivers down her spine. It was quite similar to the way in which Scott fucked her in the woods last weekend. She backed up a bit which caused her back to press into Scott's chest. She never seen her brother in such a position before. So full of control and dominance. He had her best friend tied up and helpless as he took her on his bed. The very same bed she had slept in countless numbers of times before.

Ginny tried to look away yet she couldn't help but keep her eyes glued to what was happening. She could see everything including the way her brothers cock glided effortlessly in and out of Amber's slick pussy. She could tell that Scott was watching this as well and she felt her cheeks burn hot.

She stood there watching and wondering if they would turn around and notice them...
 
Dave

He continued to pound away at her, feeling her begin to convulse around him. Her whole body getting into it, thrashing against the binds like she had never done before. He saw her skirt rip the way she fought it, grabbing hold of her hands, wanting her to be helpless, unable to move except to fuck him harder.

It felt like the most intense orgasm ever. To have her under him, doing all of this, saying such hard words. She knew what she was doing, knew what a total whore she had become. He wanted to take it further.

He wanted to take them both further.

His eyes were so drawn to hers, their bodies so intense, falling into each other he heard nothing behind him. He just grabbed her hair, pulling it once more, forcing her to have the pain as well as pleasure running through her brains.

"I'm going to cum," He said, low, dirty, gutteral, "I'm going to cum all over you."

He began bucking into her faster, his hips thrusting with everything he had, their bodies slapping together, loud and dirty like a porn movie. They were both doing this as if they were being watched, it was beautiful.

"Cum all over you. I want you to wear it... Wear it, you whore."

He pulled out, climging on top of her, his hard thick cock already spurting, cum shooting out in thick hot jets as it landed on her face, in her open mouth, on her breasts. He just shot it as it came out everywhere, the orgasm running through him, harder and faster than anything he'd ever experienced before.

"Oh God," He held his cock there, as the last of himself poured out, draining onto her, growing limp just inches from her face. He was exhausted, physically and emotionally from what they had done.
 
Scott

His hand went to her mouth before she could do anything. Once he felt her press into him, it just lashed around, cupping her, preventing her from speaking. He didn't want her to speak, she shouldn't. Why ruin such a perfect moment between two people?

Tied up, just like he had been, he knew those ties, knew how to make a woman helpless. Not like his father, no, not like his father.

"Just watch," He whispered, his cock growing hard at the sight of it. It pressed into her ass, lewd and hard and thick as he began slowly grinding into her, small thrusts that matched her brother as he fucked some friend.

"Scott likes to rape women too, is that where this all started?" He licked at Ginny's ear as he spoke, watching the wonderful show between them.

"Maybe you should go help your brother, he looks like he needs you right now."
 
"I'm going to cum," He said, low, dirty, gutteral, "I'm going to cum all over you." I hear David say through the haze of my orgasm my whole body tingling with the sensation of it.

"Cum all over you. I want you to wear it... Wear it, you whore."

I thrust my hips up to meet him one last time before he pulls out. I see his cum spirting as it lands in my open mouth I lick my lips, feeling his cum hitting my breast. I smile at him.

"Oh God,"

I hear him say as he holds his cock inches from my face. I lean forward my tounge just barley able to lick the tips, I feel him jerk back, sensative from his orgasm.

Thats when I see them between his arm and hip, in plain sight, Ginny and Scott standing in the doorway.

Every bit of ecstacy I had been feeling drained from my body.

"oh shit, Ginny, god," I try to get up but realise David is still on me and I am still tied down.

"Fuck David get up, untie me, Fuck Ginny I'm so sorry."

My eyes plead with her, how could i do this to my best friend, what had I been thinking. Shit how was I going to fix this mess, i wanted David but Ginny was like my sister. Oh gross thought there, crap, I lay waiting for David to do smoething anything.
 
Ginny? He hadn't even thought of her. She had been running through his mind, but not since he'd been here with Amber. Such a memorable experience, something he'd never done before, and the wonderful look she had now covered in his cum.

Amber tried to get up though, fighting him off of her. For a moment he grew scared, thinking he went too far. She didn't want this, she didn't want any of it. She would run away from him and never speak about it...

Or she would tell people, she would tell them she'd been tied up, that he forced her.

But, then he turned around, and saw Ginny with Scott looking through the door. He stood up next to the bed, his limp cock still leaking out sticky cum, his mouth hung open, unsure what was happening.

"Ginny?" He had closed the door, he know he had. Why had she...

A twinge of guilt ran through his stomache.

He marched to the door, fast, slamming it closed in both of their faces, turning around, partly angry but mostly frustrated. He searched the room, finding his clothes.

Amber was still tied to the bed.

"I'm sorry," He said, half of his drawers on, a shirt plunged over his head but not through the arm holes yet. He loosened the belt buckles, ripping her skirt the rest of the way so she could get out of it. Her skirt was ruined, he felt sorry about that.

"We just... got carried away. I got carried away. I didn't mean to hurt you."

She still had cum all over her face.

He just finished getting dressed, hoping he could run out and talk to Ginny, explain something to her, try to make her understand.

Why had Scott been holding her mouth shut?
 
I watch the play of emotions on Davids face as I struggle to get free, god I would have to try and make him understand that i had wanted this, but not until later.

I watch as he gets up mouth gaping open as he sees Ginny in the door. Walking over he slams it in her and Scott's faces.

He gets dressed then loosens the belts, coming up beside me he tears my skirt the rest of the way.
*sighs*

That was one of my favorites but it was worth having David.

I climb up and stand on wobbly legs.

"Do you have a shirt I can through on maybe some shirts just til i get my over night bag from Ginny's room"
 
"Yeah," He shook on a pair of shorts, walking over to his dresser. He idly opened a drawer, searching for something she could wear, at least for a few minutes.

Was it so wrong? It had felt... different. Something different in the bedroom, that wasn't wrong, was it? He didn't know. He had never been sexually active. A couple of girlfriends here and there, nothing solid, nothing steady.

And then Ginny...

He felt like this betrayed her most of all. By doing this he had hurt her. Had he? The way she looked at him it felt like he had.

Maybe... maybe she was just surprised about the act though, Amber being tied up, some of the things he said. She'd never heard him say such things before, never even seen that side of him.

An old Spiderman shirt found its way into his hands. He handed it to Amber, sighing as he did so.

"I have to talk to Ginny. She just won't understand. I mean, walking into the middle of that, it could of looked like I was... I was taking advantage of you."

He hoped that is why Ginny was so shocked. Please let it be that.

"I didn't mean to take things so far, or hurt you. I would have stopped. It was intense, and it would have been hard, but if you asked me I would have stopped."
 
I take the spider man shirt and slide it over my head.

Walking into his arms I wrap mine around him.

"It's okay David, you didn't do anything wrong, anything I did not want you to do, I'm sorry if you thought you did."

I kiss him softly on his neck.

"we have to go find Ginny, good I'm so worreid, what well see think, god I can't lose her she is like family to me."

I step back putting some distance between us, looing into his eyes, they seem to be tormented by something, was it regret, if so was it regret for having been wih me or regret at having been caught?

"We should go find Ginny, maybe after that we can talk about this, about us."
 
He smiled, taking her embrace with a simple sigh. At least she didn't hate him, for what it was worth. At least he made her happy with what they had done.

He just hoped he hadn't hurt his sister in the process. Or made Scott think of him as a freak. He had just met Amber and already he could think she was some easy slut. She wasn't...

It just, kind of happened.

That is what he had to tell Ginny.

"Let's go. I want to find her, before she starts thinking all sort of things."

He opened the door, going out into the hall.
 
Ginny was just about ready to say something when Scott suddenly put his hand around her mouth to silence her. Her eyes widened and she suddenly remembered the last time he did that in the woods. She stood there watching as her brother fucked her best friend wildly and then pulled out to cum all over her face. She couldn't help it when some wetness began to seep out onto her panties. She never knew that her brother could be this way. So Dominant and intense...

She felt Scott grinding into her backside and she knew that this was turning him on. Her eyes went right to her brothers hard cock and she watched as the last remaining drops of cum oozed out onto Amber. They were then spotted and she gasped. They both looked surprised but there was a flash of anger coming from David's eyes. It was gone almost instantaneously and was replaced with a sort of guilt.

She heard what Scott said but what did he mean by it? Why should she go to her brother and help him? She couldn't tell anybody about the secret relationship that she had with David..

She looked at Amber then and saw her remorse. She felt bad about what she had done yet Ginny could also tell that she enjoyed being with David at the same time. Ginny was very confused over all of this. She thought David was going to talk but he only came to slam the door in her and Scott's faces. She then pulled away from Scott and sighed angrily. She began to pace the hallway, her brow furrowed. She could hear scrambling coming from within the room and then suddenly the door opened again. Amber was dressed in her brothers clothes. She stood there looking at them both wanting an explanation...
 
When the door opens I see Ginny and Scott pacing the hall, her eyes seemed to be cutting me down demanding and explaination. What could I say, I had not planned on being with David it had just happened, but would she under stand.

"Oh god Ginny I'm so sorry, I mean I didn't mean to.........we didn't plan this.....it just kinda happend........god Ginny I don't whta to say.....I'm so sorry."

I look at her knowing she is upset but not knowing why she was this upset, I mean sure he was her younger brother and we had been best friends for years but it was not like I had stolen her boyfirend.

"I swear Ginny we didn't mean to. I didn't mean to."

I look at her my eyes pleading for forgiveness.
 
David

He couldn't even look at her. He saw her in the hallway, and his heart just crept up into his throat, thumping away at the boiling blood running through his system. He kept his eyes down, unsure what to even say. Unsure if he should even say anything at all.

Part of him wanted to yell at her for invading his privacy, like they were still 12 and she was sneaking into his room to play with his toys.

And part of him wished to explain everything and apologize, hug her and tell her how beautiful she is, and what a mistake he made.

In the end, he could do neither, he just leaned against the wall, his arms folded, unable to even look at his own sister.



Scott

It felt like someone had dumped a million pins and needles in the air, making it harsh and stuffy and hard to breathe. He loved it, the tension, familiar in too many ways to remember. (he didn't want to remember, good little boys chose not to remember)

He stood next to Ginny, one hand up against the wall she was next to. Not quite touching, but close enough for her to know he was there. He leaned over her like a bird, his eyes everywhere at once.

Poor little Amber missed a spot of her brother's seed on her cheek. He tried not to burst out laughing as she spoke of what happened.

"But..." Scott said, his voice scared and reasonable, almost sane, "It wasn't just that we saw you doing that. That's almost understandable..."

If nothing, Scott wanted to turn the knife in all of their backs, make it more painful than necessary. His eyes betrayed nothing, though, in fact, it even looked hard for him to say what he was about to say.

"It's just that... he had you down... like, like he was hurting you. And calling you such names, and... did he hurt you? I mean, were you forced to do that, Amber? Do you want us to call the police?"
 
Ginny looked at her best friend. She looked genuinely concerned and she was apologizing to her. She sighed and looked down. "I never knew that you even had feelings for David. You never told me that you did" She felt Scott moving up behind her and resting his hand on her arm.

"I mean I don't really care if you do like him but I was just shocked to see you..I mean you know, to see you the way you were on his bed and all" Her cheeks blushed as she thought of the nasty things her brother did to her.

"Look, it's not really a big deal. Let's just forget about it" Ginny didn't know why this bothered her so much. She had to act as though it didn't. She couldn't let anybody know about her real feelings for her brother.

She then looked at David. "So, I guess you want to be Amber's boyfriend now?"

She then heard what Scott was saying and when he asked her if they should call the police she looked over with wide eyes. Was he trying to imply that her brother raped her best friend? She then looked back at Amber and David...
 
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