Make me wet

Brandi

"Your cousin?" Giovanni whispers.

"Yes," I reply, still annoyed we were interrupted and by that asshole no less.

"Brandi, get out here now!"

"You fucked your cousin?" He asked wide-eyed as if it’s a sin. I frown. I had no intention of telling him or Brandi, but since he already knows, I might as well explain myself.

"He forced himself on me when I lived with my grandmother; it continued until left for college." This the first time I’ve told anyone, Jameis and my therapist, but I’m not ashamed; it happened. The only one who should be ashamed was that monster on the other side of the door.

"What?" He steps back, shocked, the desire in his eyes replaced by pity. "You never said...Does Gianna know?"

"No, and I’d like to keep it that way." He nods his head as Colin yells again.

"Brandi come on; I miss you." Giovanni clenches his fists and grits his teeth looking more pissed off each second Colin knocked on the door.