...Well, yeah, I know that. But it's different then. They were supposed to be perfect and beautiful, not like me with my fat rolls and stretch marks! Besides, this is real life, not some stupid storybook! People can be cruel, and they take advantage of anything they can find against you. And I don't want any more pain than I already have...

You think so? You really mean that? I don't know... Sometimes it's hard to see past everything else and just accept who you are. But maybe if I had someone like you in my life... Someone who actually cared about me for me, not just because they wanted to... Maybe then it wouldn't be so hard.

The thought of how wet she was beneath her clothes only made her blush harder. She couldn't deny the pleasure that had coursed through her earlier; the desire to be dominated and taken by her own brother. "I-I don't know..." she stammered, feeling a mixture of shame and arousal.

Wesley smiled knowingly. "Well, let's go find something fun for us to do then," he said, leading her out the door and into the fresh air.

The sun was shining brightly as they made their way through town. Summer followed behind her brother, still feeling a bit dazed from everything that had happened earlier. The thought of him knowing her secret only intensified the arousal within her. "What is it?" she asked quietly.

He glanced over his shoulder at her before turning back to face forward again. "It's just that... I've always known about you." He paused, taking a deep breath before continuing. "I used to watch you when you thought no one was looking.