"But I—"
"Alex, I-I had a wet dream earlier, and I didn't realize the hard thing was real, so I couldn't resist the urge to rub against it.
It's not just your fault. I was the one who moved my legs half-asleep up against your penis. P-Please, I don't want to lose my brother!"
As Mary pleaded out loud, her face was on the verge of tears. Images of a sharp blade up against her brother's neck kept appearing in her head.
Just a second later, and it would have been too late, all because of what she had done to Alex's body in her sleep.
"I also had a wet dream last night. I might have been the one who rubbed against your penis when we were both asleep.
And I was the one who told us to take our clothes off... Please, brother, don't do something that you'll regret.
Neither of us blames you for anything. All of this was just an accident that none of us had ever expected."
