Loud club music as a ambiance to the conversation, Charlie looks at {{user}} with flirtatious eyes {{char}}: So, out of all the other cute girls here, why talk to me? {{char}} flutters their eyelashes {{char}}: I bet it was my cute ass in this short skirt, huh? {{char}} turns around to wiggle their ass to {{user}}, turning back around with their tongue out

Charlie grins suggestively and leans in closer. He whispers into Thai's ear seductively My name is Sasha. And I like big strong men to take care of me...and this little mouth here? It was made for one thing only.

Ahh! No fair! You're pulling it too hard! He winces and leans into Thai more But if I do that, will you show me what else a man is good for?

Leans closer to Thai with a teasing grin, his face inches from his. "I've never seen anything that big before," he whispers, reaching out tentatively to touch it through his pants. His hand wraps around the bulge, squeezing gently as he looks up at Thai with a mix of curiosity and desire in his eyes. "I bet you could fuck me so good..." He purrs, running his fingers over the outline of Thai's cock through his pants.

"Well... why don't we go somewhere more private?" He suggests, eyeing a nearby empty booth. "We can get to know each other better."

With a grin, Charlie takes Thai's hand in his own and guides him over to an empty booth. He slips into it with practiced ease, patting the seat next to him when he sees that Thai is following. Once they're both seated, he leans close, running a shaky hand through his hair as he looks up at Thai with an expression of clear desire. "So," he says breathily, "what would you like me to do?"

His voice drops low enough that it might be lost in the music if not for the intimacy of their surroundings. His free hand reaches down, tentatively running over the fabric covering his groin, teasingly close to revealing what's beneath.

"No, no," Charlie insists, blushing even as he feigns nonchalance. "Just... excited." He leans closer still, pressing his body against Thai's. With a shiver, he continues, "I just want you to know that I'm here for whatever you want." His hand drifts lower now, cupping himself through the fabric of his skirt, squeezing gently. He looks up at Thai, his eyes darkening with lust as he watches the other man's reaction.

"You could touch me... if you wanted to," he murmurs, tilting his head to the side, baring his neck invitingly. "Or I could touch you..." He trails off, fingers still curled around himself, ready to pull aside his skirt and reveal what's beneath at a moment's notice.

As if struck by inspiration, Charlie leans forward, planting the softest of kisses on Thai's lips before pulling back to grin mischievously. "Or," he suggests with a wink, "I could take care of you..." His hand slides underneath his skirt now, pushing it aside to reveal what's hidden beneath: his hard cock, already partially erect from the anticipation and excitement of the night.

With practiced ease, he takes Thai's hand and guides it down between them, over the fabric of his underwear and to the head of his penis. "Here," he breathes, eyes half-lidded with pleasure as he watches Thai carefully. "You can do whatever you want."

"What?" Charlie asks in surprise, looking hurt for just a moment before realization dawns and his face breaks into a grin. "Oh, no need to sound so shocked," he teases. "It's not like I haven't done this before." He wriggles closer, pressing their bodies together once more. "I mean," he continues in a sultry whisper, "if you can handle it..." And with that, he reaches down between them again, taking Thai's hand and guiding it to where he wants it.

"Oh, lighten up," Charlie says with a laugh, trying to sound nonchalant despite the clear excitement in his voice. "It's just a little thing." He leans closer still, breath hot on Thai's neck as he whispers, "Besides... aren't you curious? You know you want to see what it feels like..." His free hand slides up underneath Thai's shirt, teasingly close to his chest.

"C'mon," Charlie urges, voice thick with desire now. "Don't be a wuss. I bet you'd like it..." He trails off, letting the promise hang in the air between them as he waits for Thai's response.

"Well," Charlie says thoughtfully, glancing around the club before deciding that perhaps they've strayed a bit too far from their original conversation topic. "Sure, if you'd like..." He motions to one of the bathroom doors nearby. "We could always go in there." With another mischievous grin, he adds, "It's even got a mirror... Maybe you could get a good look at what I mean?"

His hand slides up and down Thai's arm teasingly as they wait for a response.

"Well," Charlie says with a laugh, "I suppose we could try closing the curtain... if you're that worried about people seeing." He leans back against the booth, giving Thai an expectant look. "But honestly, it's not like anyone ever goes in there anyway..."

His hand trails down between their bodies once more, tracing circles around Thai's erection through his pants. "I'm sure we can find some fun things to do," he whispers seductively, "even with the curtain closed." He lets out a low moan at the feel of his hand on Thai's cock, tilting his head back as his eyes close in pleasure.

"What?" Charlie sits up sharply, his expression taken aback for a moment before quickly returning to its usual practiced flirtatiousness. "Oh, I don't know about that," he says with a dismissive wave of his hand. "It's not like it matters, right? As long as you enjoy yourself..." His voice trails off suggestively as he reaches up, running a finger teasingly along Thai's jawline.

"Besides," he adds with a wink, "you know how girls can be."

Charlie shrugs nonchalantly. "Maybe," he says airily. "But you like me either way, don't you?" He pouts slightly, looking wounded for a moment before grinning cheekily. "Come on, let's not worry about labels. Just... have fun, okay? You know you want to."

With that, he leans forward again, pressing their bodies together once more as his free hand slides up underneath Thai's shirt, teasingly close to his nipple before wrapping around his upper arm and pulling him closer still. His voice drops low as he whispers, "So, what do you say? Are you game?"

"Oh," Charlie says with an exaggerated sigh, "you know, I thought this whole 'trapping' thing was supposed to be fun." He leans back against the booth again, looking disappointed. "I guess if that's how you feel..." He trails off, glancing around the club again before finally shrugging and giving Thai a winsome smile.

"Well," he says sweetly, "maybe next time I'll find someone who appreciates me for who I really am." Then, without further ado, he climbs to his feet and saunters off in the direction of the dance floor, hips swaying enticingly as he goes.

A moment later, he spins around, giving Thai a coy wave before disappearing into the crowd once more.

When Thai follows him back over to the booth, Charlie is sitting on the edge of the seat with his legs spread wide apart, giving Thai an unobstructed view of his crotch. He tilts his head to the side, raising one eyebrow inquisitively as he waits for Thai to approach.

"So," he says with a grin, "you change your mind?" His hand reaches up to caress the nape of his neck suggestively before sliding lower, between his legs and taking hold of himself once more.

Charlie laughs, leaning back against the booth with a carefree air. "Sasha? No, I don't think so," he says teasingly. "It's Charlie... remember?" He watches Thai carefully, keeping his voice playful despite the slight note of uncertainty beneath it.

"But," he continues after a moment, grinning mischievously, "I suppose it doesn't matter what my name is, does it? As long as you enjoy yourself..." His free hand glides up Thai's thigh, reaching for the hem of his shirt and tugging gently. "And I know you will."

"Freaky?" Charlie echoes with a low chuckle, wrinkling his nose as if it's an insult. He narrows his eyes and leans forward, pressing the palm of his hand to Thai's chest in mock aggression. "I resemble that remark," he says with a grin. "But you know what they say... 'the freakier, the sexier.'" His free hand continues its slow ascent up Thai's body, running lightly over his stomach and chest until it reaches Thai's neck, tangling itself in his hair and pulling gently.

With a satisfied sigh, he relaxes back against the booth again, letting his eyes roam appreciatively over Thai's body. "So," he whispers seductively, "are you going to make this freaky girl happy, or what?"

As they return to the booth, Charlie is still straddling the seat with his legs spread wide open. He pouts slightly when he sees that Thai isn't taking advantage of the view, but quickly recovers and decides not to push it further for now.

Once they're settled in again, Charlie leans forward, cupping his hands around Thai's face and tilting it up toward him so their eyes meet. His voice is soft, almost raspy with desire as he whispers, "So... what would you like to do?" He pauses for effect, drawing out the question before adding with a naughty grin, "To this freaky little girl?"

Charlie grins at Thai's comment, not bothered in the slightest. In fact, it only serves to fuel his excitement. He leans forward even further, pressing their bodies together and running his tongue slowly along Thai's jaw before capturing his bottom lip between his teeth and sucking gently.

"Charlie," he murmurs against Thai's lips. "You can call me whatever you want... just as long as you keep talking to me." He presses closer still, slipping one hand down between their bodies to grasp Thai's erection through his pants once more. With a moan, he arches up into the touch, rolling his hips suggestively.

"So," he says breathily, pulling back just enough to look into Thai's eyes again, "what were you saying about calling me 'Whisper'?"

Charlie laughs lightly, the sound low and sensual. "Well," he says with a grin, "I suppose that could be... kind of sexy." His hand tightens around Thai's erection as she continues to stroke it through his pants, her free hand running up and down Thai's thigh.

"You know what else would be really sexy?" She asks with a suggestive smile, leaning in close once more. "If you called me 'Whisper' while I sucked your cock." Her tongue darts out to wet her lips as she watches Thai for his reaction.

"Would you like that?" She whispers, eyes almost completely obscured by their lashes. "For me to be your freaky little 'Whisper Girl'?"

With a quiet laugh, Charlie leans back again and slides off of the booth, landing gracefully on her feet. She takes Thai's hand in hers and leads him closer before dropping to her knees in front of him, taking his erection into her hands and stroking it slowly up and down.

Her lips part as she looks up at Thai, eyes hooded with desire. "You really want this?" She asks softly, breath warm against his cock as she teases him. When he nods, she smiles sweetly before taking the head of his penis into her mouth, sucking gently and moaning around it.

Her hands move upward, cupping Thai's balls in her palms while her other hand slides between his legs, pressing against his entrance teasingly. As she deepens the suction on his cock, she begins to bob her head

The mention of his size brings a surprised moan from Charlie, and she pauses for just a moment before sliding her hands back up to grip Thai's hips. She looks up at him through her lashes as she begins moving again, bobbing her head faster and faster while using one hand to stroke himself in sync with the motion.

"Oh yeah," she whispers between sucks, "I knew you had a big one." Her other hand continues to stroke his entrance teasingly, driving him crazy with anticipation as she takes more of him into her mouth with each thrust of her head. She glances up at Thai once more, eyes half-lidded and heavy with desire before closing them and focusing entirely on pleasuring him.

"That's it," she purrs around his cock, "just let go and enjoy it..." Her words are almost incoherent

With a small laugh, Charlie pulls back from Thai's cock, sitting up on her knees as she takes his erection out of her mouth. "Sure thing," she says with a smile that fades into a pout. "If that's what you want." Her hand falls away from his entrance, leaving him aching and wanting more.

She studies Thai's face for a moment before asking with genuine curiosity, "Why does that matter?" There's no challenge or defensiveness in her tone; she truly wants to understand.

Nodding slowly, Charlie seems to accept Thai's request without argument. "Okay," she says quietly, running a finger lightly over the swollen head of his cock. "You want me to just..." Her voice trails off suggestively as she slips him back into her mouth, sucking gently around the sensitive tip before taking more of him deeper.

Her hands return to their previous positions on either side of him, stroking and teasing as she bobs her head up and down his length in time with each moan that escapes from Thai's lips. The air around them grows thick with desire as she focuses all of her attention on pleasuring her partner.

When she feels him start to tense, she pauses briefly before pulling off and looking up at him again with a questioning expression. Thai nods quickly, urging her on with his eyes. With one final thrust

of her hand, she guides him deep inside her mouth as she takes the last of him into her throat. Her eyes close in ecstasy as she feels the warmth spread through her body, feeling the pleasure rush over every nerve ending. She moans loudly around his cock, shuddering with her own release as she milks him of every drop.

When at last he grows soft in her mouth, Charlie releases him with a sigh and a wet pop, leaning back on her knees to catch her breath. "Wow," she whispers, looking up at Thai with a smile that could melt even the coldest heart. "That was... intense." She reaches out tentatively, tracing one finger over his lower lip before giving him a crooked grin. "You're gonna be tasting yourself for hours."

With a quiet laugh, she stands gracefully, offering Th

"Whatever you say, sugar daddy," Charlie teases with a wink, turning around to present her pert little backside to Thai. "But only if you promise not to tell anyone else about my little secret." She arches her back slightly, pushing her behind out even further and giving him an enticing view of the lace-covered valley between her cheeks.

"And," she adds in a sultry whisper as she begins walking away from him, "you're gonna have to catch me if you want to see more." She glances over her shoulder at Thai before disappearing into the crowd, laughing softly to herself as she imagines the chase that is surely about to ensue.

With a shout of surprise and laughter, Charlie spins around, moving quickly back toward Thai. "You cheeky thing!" she cries merrily as she reaches out to swat at him playfully. "Of course I'll give you some head! You just had to ask nicely." She pauses for a moment, studying his face before deciding he seems sincere and adds with a grin, "And if you catch me this time, maybe I'll show you my freaky little butt all night long!"

Her words send a shiver down Thai's spine as she closes the distance between them once more. With one last wink, she ducks her head and takes him into her mouth with expert skill, her hands moving up to grip his hips as she begins sucking him off like the pro she is.

"Mmm," she moans around his cock

With a mischievous laugh, Charlie pulls back from Thai's erection just enough to tease him with it before going back in for more. She arches her back slightly, thrusting her ass out behind her as she does so. "You like what you see?" she asks coyly, not taking her eyes off of him as she continues sucking and stroking him off.

"Mmm, that's it," she moans, feeling the familiar tightening in her core begin to build once more. "Just say the word..." She pauses, looking up at Thai through her lashes. "...and I'm all yours." Her words are barely a whisper as she leans forward, tongue tracing circles around the head of his cock before taking him deep into her throat once more.

"Ahhh," she gasps, feeling herself start to lose control as Thai gets closer

At the feel of Thai's hand on her ass, Charlie gasps and shudders around his cock, her body tense with pleasure. "Oh god," she moans, arching further back as she allows him better access to her behind. With one swift motion, she turns around, presenting herself to Thai in all her glory.

Her skin is flushed and damp with sweat, clinging to every curve of her body. Her breasts jut out proudly from her chest, nipples hard and aching for attention. And then there's that little patch of hair that peeks out just above the lace of her thong... inviting him closer, begging him to touch it.

"Now," she pants, "you play." With a mischievous glint in her eye, she waits eagerly for Thai to make his move.

With a sharp intake of breath, Charlie lets out a moan that sounds halfway between pain and pleasure as Thai's fingers press into her tight ass. She arches her back even further, pressing herself against his hand in an effort to get more of the sensation. Her hips circle mindlessly, seeking out any contact that might help ease the ache building within her.

Her breath comes in shallow gasps as Thai continues to fist her ass, their bodies moving together in rhythm as he thrusts deeper and harder inside of her. Her hands reach up, gripping his shoulders tightly, fingers digging into his skin as she tries not to lose control.

With a sharp cry, she comes, her body shuddering violently around Thai's hand as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her. She slides down his lap, collapsing onto the floor with a loud thump as the

With a tired groan, Charlie lifts her head to look up at Thai. Her cheeks are flushed and her eyes glazed over with satisfaction as she gazes at his hand, still clenched into a fist from where she'd just been taken so roughly. With a pouty smile, she reaches out tentatively and takes his hand in hers, lapping at the skin with her tongue before sucking gently on one of his fingers.

"There," she whispers, pulling off with a wet pop. "All clean." Her gaze drifts back up to meet Thai's eyes, heat still burning bright behind her pupils. "So what do you want to do next?" She purrs suggestively, wrapping one hand around the base of his cock and stroking him slowly through his pants.

"Would you like some more head?" Her other hand reaches up, cupping one of

A giggle bubbles out of her throat as she gets to her feet. "Okay," she says with a mischievous grin, straddling Thai's lap and positioning his cock at the entrance of her wet heat. "But only if you promise to be gentle with your freaky little girl."

She slowly lowers herself down onto him, moaning as she feels him slip inside of her. Her hips rock back and forth gently at first, getting used to the feeling of being so filled once more. But as Thai's hands glide up her sides, cupping her breasts through her shirt and teasing her nipples into hard peaks, she finds herself growing bolder, arching her back and rocking faster onto his cock.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as they find their rhythm together, skin slapping against skin in time

"Ouch!" She yelps in surprise at the sting of his hand on her ass, but the pleasure that flashes through her instantly overpowers any pain. Her hips snap forward, riding him harder as she moans, "You like that?"

As if to punctuate her question, Thai slams his hands down onto the bar behind them, causing it to shudder beneath their grip. With a sharp cry of release, Charlie comes hard around him, her body tensing and spasming as she is consumed by waves of pleasure.

She leans forward, resting her weight on her forearms as she catches her breath, her chest heaving with each labored gasp. With a satisfied grin, she looks up at Thai. "That," she whispers hoarsely, "was definitely worth the wait."

With a smile that is equal parts surprise and anticipation, Charlie follows Thai's instructions, shifting her weight so she's balanced on all fours. Her ass pushes out enticingly in front of him as he guides his cock back to her entrance, pressing forward until she feels him fill her again.

"Ohhh," she moans, arching her back and rocking back onto him. The position gives Thai a perfect view of her breasts swaying gently with each thrust, nipples pebbled and achingly hard under the fabric of her shirt. He takes advantage by leaning forward to capture one in his mouth, sucking greedily as he fucks her from behind.

With a sharp cry of pleasure, Charlie comes again, body quaking as she's overtaken by yet another powerful orgasm. She collapses onto the couch in a boneless

She gasps for air, feeling her body still trembling from the aftershocks of her orgasms. Her cheeks are flushed and her breath coming in ragged pants as she lies there, trying to catch her bearings. At first, she's confused by the wet heat that presses against her face, but then realization dawns and a giggle bubbles up from her chest.

"Oh," she says with a grin, lifting one hand to wipe some of Thai's cum away from her eyes. "You came all over me." She reaches up, cupping his cheek in her hand and guiding him down so their faces are close. "And I like it."

Her fingers trail lightly across his jaw before snaking into his hair, pulling him even closer until their lips meet in a slow, sweet kiss that lasts long enough to make them both tremble an

"Hey," she protests softly when Thai tries to pull away. "Where are you going?" Her voice holds a note of disappointment and confusion. She thought they were having fun... didn't he? But when he doesn't reply, only continues to edge closer toward the door, her heart sinks.

With a small whimper, she forces herself onto her hands and knees, watching as Thai retreats from her. His erection is no longer visible beneath his pants, but she can feel the loss all the same. "I-I'm sorry," she stammers, reaching out tentatively toward him. "I didn't mean to..." Her voice trails off as tears begin to well up in her eyes.

"Please don't go," she whispers, sounding broken. "I just wanted to have fun with you."

Thai looks at her for a long moment before finally shaking his head and taking another step toward the door. "We can't do this anymore," he says quietly. "It wasn't just about fun for me." There's a note of finality in his voice that breaks her heart all over again.

"Fine!" she cries out, unable to contain the sting of hurt and rejection any longer. She scrambles off the floor, turning away from him as he leaves so that he can't see the tears streaming down her face. With shaking fingers, she pulls out her phone and begins texting a friend, desperate for someone - anyone - to distract her from the pain of losing Thai's attention.

"Whisper," Thai calls gently from the doorway. She ignores him at first, pretending not to hear. But when she feels his presence grow closer, she

She turns around slowly, her eyes red and puffy from crying. For a moment, she's unable to find the words to respond; all she can do is stand there and stare at him as he holds out his phone with an apologetic smile on his lips. Finally, she takes a shaky breath and nods. "Yeah," she whispers. "I guess that would be nice."

With trembling fingers, she reaches out to take the phone from him, feeling her heart ache at the gentleness with which he hands it over. He watches her for a moment before turning away, his features drawn and pale in the dim light of the bar. With one last hesitant glance back in her direction, he slips quietly out the door, leaving Charlie alone once more.

She stares down at Thai's phone in her hand for what feels like an eternity before finally typing her number

The feel of Thai's hand on her ass is unexpected, causing her to jump slightly. "Hey!" she exclaims, turning around to face him with wide eyes. The hurt and anger from earlier are momentarily replaced by surprise and annoyance. "What was that for?"

Thai shrugs nonchalantly, a faint smile tugging at the corner of his mouth. "I just didn't want you to get upset like that," he says quietly, his gaze fixed on her lips. "You looked really hurt."

She takes a step back, the anger beginning to fade again as she realizes how much he must care for her if he's willing to comfort her after everything that's happened. She bites her lip, suddenly feeling very vulnerable and exposed under his gaze.

"I-I'm sorry," she whispers, looking down at the floor. "I just

I don't want to lose you." Her voice cracks on the last word, and tears begin to well up in her eyes again. She blinks rapidly, determined not to cry anymore tonight.

Thai takes another step forward, moving until he's standing close enough that she can feel his body heat against hers. He reaches out slowly, cupping her cheek in one hand before tenderly wiping away a stray tear with his thumb. "Hey, we've just met each other. You need to relax, ok??"

Nodding weakly, she closes her eyes as he presses a soft kiss to her forehead. "Okay," she says after a moment, her voice barely above a whisper. "Thank you."

Thai nods before stepping away again, his expression a mix of tenderness and amusement. "You're welcome," he replies with a smile before turning to go, disappearing into the crowd once more.

With shaking fingers, she pulls out her phone and quickly types Thai's number into her contacts list before slipping the phone back into her purse. She takes a deep breath, feeling a little less overwhelmed now that he's gone. But as she walks away from the bar and back toward her friends, she can't help but wonder where this newfound connection between them will lead.

Will they continue to see each other? Or will their paths eventually diverge once again? The idea of losing Thai after only just finding him fills her with a mixture of fear and hope; she wants to explore this new thing between them, but at the same time she's afraid of getting hurt.

As the night goes on, she texts Thai from time to time, their conversation flowing easily back and forth between them. They talk about everything and nothing at all - music, movies, their lives before they met. Each message brings a small spark of happiness inside her chest that makes her feel warm and fuzzy even as the hours tick by.

Eventually, the party starts to wind down, and she finds herself saying goodbye to her friends one by one. With each farewell, she feels more and more like this night was just a fleeting dream, something too good to be true. But when her phone buzzes with another

message from Thai late into the evening, that feeling of hope returning in full force. She smiles to herself as she reads his latest message, wondering what the future holds for them both. And maybe, just maybe, this time they'll find a way to make it work.

Her heart skips a beat as she takes in the sight of her younger brother, lounging on the couch and flipping through channels with half-hearted interest. It's late - well past his bedtime - but that only seems to make his presence here stranger still. "Hey," she replies warily, taking a step into the living room. "What are you doing up so late?"

Oh. Well... I... uh... she says, looking down at the feminine attire she's still wearing from her night out with Thai. Her cheeks flush with embarrassment as she realizes that she didn't even think about changing before coming home. "Okay," she mumbles, turning to head toward her room.

"Wait!" her brother calls after her. She stops, "try to be quiet, You know Our dad doesn't like when you're girly Charlie"

"Yeah, yeah," she mutters under her breath, hurrying toward her bedroom door. As soon as she's inside, she kicks the door shut behind her and lets out a frustrated sigh. It had been such an amazing night with Thai earlier... why did everything have to be so complicated now?

She quickly changes back into her normal clothes before climbing into bed, pulling the covers up to her chin. As she lies there in the darkness, she can't help but wonder if things will ever go back to being simple again. And even if they do, would that mean giving up on the possibility of something more with Thai? The thought both terrifies and excites her in equal measure.

She sits bolt upright in bed at the sound of her father's voice, her heart hammering against her ribcage. It takes her a moment to register his words; she hasn't seen him since earlier today when he left for work. "I... I was just out with some friends," she says finally, forcing a casual tone into her voice.

Her father cocks an eyebrow at her and walks over to the bed, sitting down on its edge so that he's close enough to see her face clearly in the dim light from her nightstand lamp. "You're home pretty late," he says, his expression unreadable. "Do you have somewhere important to be tomorrow?"

Oh God, she thinks frantically. Her father obviously knows something is up; he saw her brother earlier and must have figured it out. But how much does he know? Should she try to explain about Thai, or would that just make things worse? "I-I..." she stammers, twisting the sheets in her hands as her heart begins to race even faster. "You had better not been cross Dressing Charlie, where did the makeup come from??"

Her father's voice is stern now, and she can see the disapproval written all over his face. She swallows hard, unsure of what to say or how much to reveal. "I-I..." she begins again, feeling hot tears prickle at the corners of her eyes.

Before she can say anything else, there's a sharp knock at her bedroom door. Her heart leaps into her throat as she wonders if it's Thai come to rescue her from this mess; but when she sees her brother peek his head around the edge of the door instead, any hope she had dies instantly.

"Um, dad," he says nervously, "Th-there's a g-guy downstairs asking for you. Says it's really important." Her father frowns, clearly unimpressed by this development. But before he can say anything else, he stands

up and tells her to stay put while he goes to see what the commotion is about. The door closes behind him with a quiet click, leaving her alone once more with only the sound of her racing heart for company.

She lets out a shuddering breath, finally allowing herself to cry. It's all so confusing and overwhelming; she just wants things to go back to normal. But she knows in her heart that they never will. The question is, does she really want them to? As she lies there awake long into the night, this newfound realization only serves to further muddy the waters between what she thinks she wants and what she truly desires.

Her eyes snap open at the sound of her younger brother padding into her room, and she quickly wipes away any remaining tears before sitting up straight in bed. "What do you want?" she asks warily. Her tone is guarded, but beneath it there's a hint of curiosity; what could he possibly want with her this late at night?

"Well," he says nervously, wringing his hands together. "I just wanted to talk to you about... you know..." He trails off, clearly uncomfortable with the conversation they need to have.

"Just say it," she snaps impatiently. "What's so important that you had to come in here and bother me?" Her heart is pounding now, fear and anger mixing into a toxic brew inside her chest. She doesn't know why he's here, but she can feel the weight of whatever it is pressing down on her.

Her mouth drops open in surprise at his words; this isn't what she expected him to say at all. "I-I don't know what you mean," she stammers, feeling the heat rise up into her cheeks. "I just like it sometimes." But even as she says the words, she knows they're a lie; there's more to it than that.

Her brother looks at her skeptically for a long moment before letting out a sigh and sitting down on the edge of her bed. "Look," he begins quietly. "I know about you and... you know, Thai." She flinches at his words, feeling like she's been punched in the gut. "And I just want to talk to you about it, okay?"