But truth be told I was still confused, the last time I masturbated and I had a fantasy of my brother watching me play with myself. I still felt a bit... turned on by it and a bit ashamed by it. It was my brother after all.I knew it was wrong to think of my brother like that but my body was turned on by it. My head was so messed up that I couldn't bring myself to play with myself. Slowly over the course of next few days I did began to fell less ashamed and less guilty. Part of it was that I. Two weeks after I was hired, I was running tables and taking orders like I usually was, when I noticed someone sitting at another waitresses table. I stopped and stared for a moment, then grinned to myself. Perfect, I thought to myself, seeing Rick seated with another man at what was obviously a business lunch. I knew that if I waited here for very long, that he'd show up. After all, this was his favorite restaurant, which was why I'd chosen it. After bribing my co-worker to trade tables. The sun was down so I must have been out like a log. She kissed me so passionately, with so much tongue and so much tenderness. She saw my open eyes and pulled her face away. “Brian, please don’t me mad at me,” she said. “I truly, deeply love you. That is why I did all those things with you.” “Your father hasn’t touched me in ages. And I’ve been noticing how you’ve looked at me around the house. I been hearing you jack off for ages. You seemed so sad, not having a girl next to you, I wanted to. "Oh," she sighed, blushing. "I just thought..."I naturally thought this was a prelude to her telling me she was engaged or something, so I bit the bullet and just asked."Is there a ... guy ... who might not like us going out?" I asked.The look on her face was unreadable, but there was obviously something going on inside her head."I didn't date in college," she said. "I couldn't." You couldn't?" That pretty much confused me."Of course I couldn't," she said. "I had a boyfriend back home."Now I.