I helped her carry her bags from her rental car up to the apartment, where she once again collapsed onto the sofa. ‘Is there any reason you’re dre...sed like a tramp?’ I asked jokingly. Despite her messy hair and her unflattering oversized hoodie, she still looked good. She was my sister, but that didn’t make me blind, I knew she was a beautiful girl, in fact, dare I say it, hot. ‘Don’t be mean, Andrew,’ she said. ‘I’m trying not to be recognised. But if I look so trampy, could you point me to. Which sound was sweeter, a breath that had been stolen, or the one that was wedged sideways in her throat? You know the kind. It's the one where she sucks in her breath, making that little inbound squeal and it lodges there in her throat, unable to come out. What a sweet sound. It was hard to decide which one was the sweetest.The echoes of her broken efforts to breathe rang in Catherine's head like she was still with Karen. The bed still smelled of their sex. Catherine continued to replay the. More

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