"What the fuck is this?" Ashley screamed tugging at the tattered fabric hanging out the back of the trunk. "Please tell me this is not what I think it is?"
I struggled to respond to her. "I'm not sure..." I responded, "it looks like part of Alex's Halloween costume, but how did it get in my trunk?"
"Do I look stupid Joe? Alex was still wearing his costume when we left his house." She stared at me, and I watched as her eyes shifted from angry to horrified. Half sobbing she asked, "Please tell me we did not have sex last night?"
I had no idea what to say. I felt like a terrible human being. I couldn't even bring myself to look at her face, but I simply could not admit what I had done. All I could do was scream at her "What the fuck are you talking about? You must be crazy." I hoped that she would buy my bluff and let it go.
She began sobbing uncontrollably. "You fucking liar! You fucking sick pervert!" she shouted at me as her voice quivered. "Oh my god my life is over, I'm gonna be pregnant by my own fucking brother! I might as well kill myself!" She was pulling at her hair and bawling her eyes out. "How could you do this to me?" she asked. "How could you fucking knock your own sister up? You fucking asshole!"
I was becoming very defensive. It was hard to face up to the fact that I was a moral-less scumbag. "How could you be so stupid to cum inside your sister?" I thought to myself. My thoughts faded back to the events of the previous night and how she had sucked her cum off my dick and let me fuck her in the ass. "Wait, didn't I cum in her ass?" I again thought to myself?
Ashley's tears began to fade and anger began to build up inside her. She again started yelling at me, "How could you knock your own fucking sister up you fucking bastard?"
Without even thinking I blurted out, "Oh shut the fuck up, I came in your ass, you're not pregnant!" I immediately realized I had fucked up. I had just admitted to fucking my own sister.
"I knew it!" she yelled. "You are so fucking disgusting! I can't believe I am going to be pregnant by my own fucking brother! Oh my fucking God!"
Now I was starting to get mad, mostly because I was upset that I had given myself away, but also because she wouldn't shut up about being pregnant. "I told you you're not pregnant you dumb bitch!"
"Shut up Joe! You don't understand!" she began to look at the floor like she was ashamed. Like she had been the one in the wrong.
"I do understand! Your uterus ain't up your ass!" I yelled. "You don't have to worry about being pregnant."
"No you don't understand Joe!" she had this shocked, guilty look on her face. "You just don't understand..." she repeated as her thoughts seemed to trail off.
"What do you mean?" I asked. She slumped against the trunk of the car as she continually shook her head side to side. I asked again, "What do you mean?" It was like I was talking to the wall, she didn't even acknowledge the question. Becoming more aggressive, I grabbed her by her arms and got right in her face, "You're gonna tell me what the fuck you're talking about... Now!"