SEX WITH THE VIRGIN MAID by KIARI HORSFALL

Do You Like My Sister?

Bryce woke up to an empty bed. It took him seconds to realize that he had indeed slept on his own and that Hera had slept somewhere else. Has he gotten so used to her to the point that he could no longer sleep if she wasn't anywhere close to him? At home, his

bedroom was only a few seconds away from each other but here, he doesn't even know which room she had slept in or how to locate her.

He had stayed up all night in hopes that he could at least get a glimpse of her before going to sleep but he didn't. It was almost like she had disappeared into thin air right after dinner. He doesn't like this at all. Ever since they came here, he hasn't had the chance to talk or even spend time with her. Hopefully, they get everything done and dusted with so that they can both return back home together. He missed snuggling up on her lap and what's worse is that he missed having her all to himself.

He wouldn't want to call this trip a bad one because Hera's family had welcomed him so warmly and shown him a lot of love and kindness. It was the first time in ages that he didn't feel out of place and had actually enjoyed the company of other people that wasn't his family. He was a bit skeptical about how they would treat him if he came here with her but all his worries flew out the window at when he saw how nicely they treated him.

It would've been a bit hard not to get attached. They were good people. No wonder Hera acts the way she does. She was raised in a loving environment, unlike him.

Rolling out of bed, he threw on one if his shirt and made his way outside the room. There, he scanned every bit of the environment to see if he would at least get a glimpse of Hera around the premise. The whole place was bubbling as everyone tried to set up stuff and put things away in place for the festivities at hand. He couldn't believe it but then again, he was in church for the first time after his mother's death so what's more strange than that?

"Good morning big brother." The voice of Christina pulled him out of his wandering thoughts. He brought his face to hers and was welcomed by her charming smile.

Looking down, he saw King wagging his tail from behind her. Even his dog had abandoned him and taken a new owner in just a short while of their visit. Talk about animals and their loyalty. King had ditched him the minute he walked into Christina's arms and to think that it was his dog. Traitor!

"Good morning Christina." He touched her hair affectionately. She was a grown up yet it felt like she was his little sister. Her radiated nothing but innocence at such age. "Did you sleep well?"

she had spoken too much. "The sisters were worried that

and he liked that for her unlike Hera who was soft-spoken. He still can't believe that they were

that good because he hasn't seen the one person he wanted to see yet. Wait, wasn't it bad to lie in a convent? Well, he lied to himself and not to anyone so it doesn't

asked. His eyes still searching the premise. He didn't want to make it obvious

the sisters set up for the Thanksgiving service. Are you looking for her perhaps?" She eyed him curiously. Bryce didn't know why

a smile. "Shouldn't i be?

the blue. "Do you

had been struggling to understand why a man like him would choose Hera over the other girls in the big city. She had never liked that gender but he somehow proved to be different in

ask what she meant by that statement but he decided against it. "I was against Hera leaving but then again, it didn't turn out so bad so

him and that's when Hera came into view. Bryce didn't think he'd miss her this much until he saw her walking towards them. She looked breathtaking as always. Has she

just realizing

and greeted him with a flushed look on her face as her hands ran through his fur. He barked and she chuckled at her outburst. "And yes, i missed

widened when she casted her eyes on Bryce. She had thought that she wouldn't have made it through the night but seeing him now, she

Bryce."

heart was

Maybe it was because of what Sister Martha had said to her. Maybe it was because somehow she knew that Bryce indeed had some sort

her closely. He looked at her as if he wanted to take her all in before she disappears again. His eyes roaming around her face in a silence that spoke volumes. She was here in front of him again, his Hera. Was it weird that he had the