Travis often found himself mulling over Katelyn's enigmatic behavior, pondering the complexities of her hidden desires and secret actions. Despite her outward appearance of innocence and reserve, Travis couldn't shake the feeling that there was a side to his sister that remained shrouded in mystery. His curiosity only grew stronger over time, fueled by the shocking and forbidden acts he had witnessed her engage in.
As he continued to observe Katelyn's clandestine activities, Travis couldn't help but wonder about the deeper motivations behind her behavior. Was she seeking thrills and excitement in breaking societal taboos, or was there a more profound reason driving her actions? The dichotomy between her public persona and private escapades only served to deepen the mystery surrounding her.
Travis began to question whether Katelyn's seemingly contradictory nature was a reflection of inner turmoil or a deliberate attempt to hide her true self from the world. Was she longing for acceptance and understanding, or did she relish the secrecy and forbidden thrill of her actions? The more he pondered these questions, the more he felt compelled to delve deeper into his sister's psyche in search of answers.
When he was introduced to the internet, Travis started to assume that maybe she was just acting or even worse a masochist. He never really got an answer to that question. Yet now, with his newfound powers, Travis wants to explore whatever is going through his sister's mind. And what she truly feels inside.
'The question now is how am I going to do that. I mean I barely speak with her. Hmmm, we do play games together, maybe I can get closer to her and make her aroused and see how she responds. Yeah I'll try that. Maybe tomorrow after dinner ' he thought to himself.
Katelyn shifted in her seat, feeling the buttplug press against her most sensitive spots, sending waves of pleasure through her body. The slight moisture between her cheeks made it easier for the device to glide smoothly, intensifying the sensations with each subtle movement she made.
As she adjusted the angle of the buttplug, she couldn't help but revel in the newfound pleasure it brought her. The subtle scraping against her inner walls sent shivers down her spine, igniting a fiery desire within her that she struggled to contain.
Despite the overwhelming arousal that pulsed through her, Katelyn fought to maintain a calm facade, a subtle blush creeping onto her cheeks as she tried to appear unaffected by the intense sensations coursing through her body. But as her mother, Jane, turned to her, a flicker of concern in her eyes, Katelyn's facade began to slip, the thrill of the forbidden causing her heart to race with anticipation.
"Katie, are you alright?" Jane asked in a worrisome tone. "Do you have a stomach ache maybe?" She continued.
Katelyn raised her gaze to meet Jane's eyes, smiling slightly and shaking her head. "No, I'm fine, Mom. Just tired, that's all," she replied.
Jane nodded and went back to eating. Across the table, Travis was staring at Katelyn with narrowed eyes. When she caught his gaze, she saw the suspicion in his expression, and it sent a jolt of panic through her.
Does he know? Katelyn wondered, her mind racing. He did see what I had in my drawer, so it's not surprising that he might suspect something.
Fidgeting nervously, Katelyn tried to maintain her calm facade, even as Travis's eyes bore into her. The weight of his scrutiny made her uneasy, and she couldn't shake off the feeling of dread that crept over her.
As the silence lingered between them, Katelyn felt the tension in the room grow thicker.
' What a slut, don't really care though. Makes my job easier ' he thought.
A few minutes later, everyone was done eating. Travis got up with his stuff and went to wash them in the kitchen. Samantha followed after him, carrying her own dishes.
"What are you doing after this?" she asked as she washed her dish, glancing at Travis from the corner of her eye.
Travis turned to her in shock, wondering why in the world she'd care for what he had planned. "I don't know. Why?" he asked, his voice tinged with curiosity.
"Well, I just wanted to hang out," Samantha said, her tone casual but sincere. "I mean, we did promise to study together, but I'd like to just chill for now since we have nothing to do. It's better we start today before we get to studying," she explained, her gaze meeting his with a soft smile.
He nodded, understanding what she meant. "Sure. What did you plan we do?" Travis asked, wiping his plates dry and setting them aside.
"Let's go to the living room," she answered, a hint of excitement in her voice. "We'll see what we do from there."
As they finished up in the kitchen, they went and sat in the living room. Samantha grabbed the remote and turned the TV on. Travis settled into the corner of the couch, watching as she flipped through channels before finally landing on a show.
'This feels weird,' Travis thought, a mix of nostalgia and awkwardness washing over him. 'Then again, we used to do this back when I recently moved in. Time sure does fly.'
"Oh, since when did you start watching anime?" Travis asked cautiously, trying to bridge the gap in their conversation.
"A few weeks ago," Samantha replied, her eyes still on the screen. "I got interested in this anime called *Demon Slayer*. Do you know it?"
"Yeah, I know it. Is that all you've watched so far?" he asked, his tone carefully neutral.
'Man, I pray she doesn't set a standard with anime, especially with *Demon Slayer*,' he thought to himself, slightly worried. 'There are way better anime out there, even if they don't have the same level of animation.'
"I'm watching *Attack on Titan* now," Samantha said as she sat next to Travis, only a few inches separating them. "So yes, that's pretty much it. Pretty good show, not going to lie. What about you?"
"Um, I've watched a lot of anime," Travis admitted, feeling the familiar pride of an anime veteran rising within him. "If you want, I can recommend some. After you finish *AoT*, you should try *Bleach*."
'Bleach is slept on, but it's a good show,' Travis thought, his mind already planning how he could introduce her to it. 'People just don't have the attention span for it. If she can't push through, I'll watch it with her.'
He glanced at Samantha, feeling a mix of excitement and responsibility. He was proud of his anime knowledge, and whenever he met someone new who shared his interest, he couldn't help but flex his knowledge. For Travis, anime was more than just entertainment—it was a way to connect with others, and he wanted to make sure Samantha's experience was as rich and fulfilling as possible.
[A/N: Why did I write that? I can't remove it though. ]
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