Life Imitates ArtChapter 3
They’d avoided each other since then. That was in the morning; now it was evening. Tony had let her words drive him crazy. He’d wanted to touch himself, thinking about what they’d done. He was at war with himself over the whole thing; in a way, he was disgusted with himself for wanting to hump his sister, but another part of him felt like it was the most natural thing in the world. Was he actually attracted to her? He pondered it until an experiment—to see if it were true—occurred to him, and...