Chapter 1052 My Cock's Pleasure(Incest/Taboo):>Ep57

• Andy eventually found me in the waiting room, with Jack's mum. I couldn't go back in that terrible room, not to see Jack like that, not when I remembered him so tall and sweet, and handsome, always ready with a joke and a big-brotherly hug for me; he knew I'd had a crush on him for years, but he'd never led me on, or made fun of me; he'd just acted like I was his little sister, and now, to see him like that...
• Andy could see I was in no fit state to stay there any longer, so he took me back to the house in Eaton Square, then sat holding me all day while I cried for Jack and what had been done to him. Eventually I cried myself to sleep, waking in the early evening to find he'd ordered-in pizza and Chinese. I picked distractedly at the food, not really hungry, my head full of images of our friend wrapped in sheets that looked ominously like a shroud, no sign of life or vitality, just the slow traces on the monitor screens telling us he was still alive, but just barely.
• At last I gave up trying to pretend to eat; Andy was obviously feeling the same, so we went to bed to try and get some rest for that long, long drive back to Edinburgh the next morning. I fell asleep quickly, but woke up in the middle of the night to feel Andy trembling against me; I switched on the light, and poor Andy was crying silently for his friend, his best friend since they were both six years old, which started me off again; I didn't feel contempt for him, a grown-man crying; if you can't grieve for your closest friends, what kind of person does that make you?