"You mean that h.ooker?" Daley raised an eyebrow.
I'm not happy that Daley used such a vulgar word to describe Mia. Soon he thrust himself into my v.agina. It was as if I had been lifted up on horseback, and Daley took the opportunity to pull me down close to him.
As I leaned over his naked upper body, he rolled over and pinned me under him. Now our positions are reversed. He was propped up on his elbows, his eyes fixed on me.
"What do you want to know?" He asked, the overhead light shining on him.
"Why did you and Frade fall out? What do you know about Mia?"
"Why do you care about Mia?" He asked.
"Because she is my sister," I answered truthfully.
His eyes glazed over. I had to tell him, in the shortest possible words, how I found out that Mia was my sister. He listened and thought, then he said in a mocking tone.
"Fate has a way of playing tricks on people."
