Dalton?" he asked."I guess so."He opened the door and went in first. The room seemed fairly normal, butit was my first experience in the stereotypica...l padded room. My sisterDanielle was dressed just as I had seen her surreally on the monitor a shortwhile ago. She was huddled in a ball on top of the bed in the corner of theroom. She did not even move as we entered.I took a closer look at her outfit. It was indeed the same dress she hadworn to our prom so many years ago. I was not surprised. "Do you have any questions, girlygirl?"Still on my knees and feeling powerless, I said in a hushed voice, "Well,I was just wondering if any of that had to do with you taking me home." Why would I need you to sign for that? Can't I just take you home anytime I please? Aren't you still my husband? Couldn't we walk out of hereright now, and go straight home? Wouldn't you like to see your oldwardrobe and get into a pair of jeans and a flannel shirt?" Oh, yes," I said breathily. "That would be. “I could tell Jack was having trouble. I asked him what was wrong and he said he was going to cum. He couldn’t help it.”“And I did,” I said. “I came inside my sister for the first time. It was great and it was disappointing at the same time. I was trying so hard not to cum and I just couldn’t help myself.”“I felt Jack swell up. He throbbed and I could feel the warm wetness coming out of him. It felt so unbelievably good that I came, too. That was the best orgasm I’d ever had.”I was fucking Lora. ’ Sarah gave Daniel an incredulous look. ‘You’re not serious?’ she said, narrowing her gaze. She already knew the story–we all did. ‘He was the one that got Chloe pregnant? He’s the one that–‘ ‘–made her lose the baby?’ Daniel finished grimly. ‘Yep. He’s the one. Of course he is–how do you think he knew my name?’ I gazed back towards the double doors, aware of how heavily my heart was thudding in my chest. This couldn’t be happening, I thought. It couldn’t be real–I had to be dreaming… Because.