With him there was no control.
She couldn't stop touching him,
feeling him,
being with him.
She knew it was wrong,
but she couldn't stop.
She wouldn't stop.
It felt so bad,
but she loved it.
They were family but she didn't care.
She needed him.
She loved him.
She knew she was his toy,
but she doesn't care.
In fact, she loves it.
She knows he doesn't love her,
That she's just an easy lay,
but still she sleeps with him.
With Justin,
Alex has no control.
And she's okay with that.