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Helen was sitting on the front porch. She was eating cherries and just trying to relax. Three months had passed. To say that she was gotten slightly bigger was an understatement. Of course she was bigger. But it didn't matter to Roman. He loved her even more that way. Whenever she asked him, he was always saying that she was even more beautiful and even more special in his eyes, because part of him was growing inside of her. Part that he had made with so much love. And he would do it again, if he had that chance. He was absolutely sure that he will have it. Roman wanted a big family. And he knew that this baby wasn't their last child. He probably was right.

The sun was just setting down and the sky was painted in this beautiful fire color of his. Just like always by sunset. But to Helen it looked like the color of the blood, shed during ruthless war, except there was no war. Or was there? Helen was fighting with herself. With her own feelings. She had been thinking about that for three months now. Three months. Seth slept with Katherine. Was she the woman he was in love with? Helen remembered his confession a long time ago. He had told her that he was in love. But she somehow didn't want to believe it was Katherine. But even if it wasn't, she doubted that she would be happy with whoever he was in love with. Helen hadn't stopped thinking about Seth. Not for a minute. She never got to tell him goodbye. She was so upset after what Katherine told her, that she couldn't force herself to act as if she was fine, as if nothing had happened, although nothing really happened. As Seth promised, he had written her. If not every day, at least once in three days. Helen was reading every letter and putting it in a chest by all the other things she considered important, but she never answered not eve one of his letters. She couldn't and she didn't know what to tell him.

All these years Helen was asking herself what was bothering her. And now in a few short months, she had finally found out. She was sick. Very sick. Sick and in love with her own brother. He would probably disown her if he ever finds out about it. So he shouldn't find out. Helen had no choice. She was going to live, have Roman's babies and just live… no, she couldn't call that a life. So no, she wasn't going to live, she was going to exist just like that.

And as of right then, Helen found out that she hated herself. She didn't know how she could live with herself. She was in love with Seth! But the most awful thing was that she couldn't give Roman what he deserved and what he was giving her. She knew that he loved her. And she loved him as well. But like a brother. How funny was that? Helen loved her husband as a brother and her brother as a husband. She was in love with her freaking brother!

But there was always time for payback, right? God had a plan for everything and Helen wouldn't get out of the whole story unharmed. She was a sinner and she had to pay for her sins. Sooner or later it was going to happen. The payback might come late, but it will come. It will never be forgotten. And Helen knew that she deserved every bit of it, although she didn't know what was going to be. Yes, she was going to deserve it.

"Are you alright, sweetheart?" Helen heard the quiet, but worried voice of Mrs. Adams.

"Yes… yes, I'm fine." She answered smiling, shoving another cherry into her mouth.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, I'm fine. Why wouldn't I be?"

"I don't know. You are not so talkative lately. You are always deep in thoughts… I guess something it's bothering you." The old woman stated. Helen sighed.

"I'm fine… I guess I just miss Seth. I'm feeling pretty lonely lately. And don't get me wrong. It's not that I don't appreciate Roman's attention. I do. He is great. He gives me anything he can to make me feel good. He is a great husband. Just sometimes I need something more. A friend. Seth was my… friend. And so was Jake I guess… "Helen sighed again and put the bowl with cherries to a side. She placed her hands over her three months pregnant baby bump, gently stroking it.

"Why don't you write Seth or go visit him?"

"I can't… we got into something like a fight… and… I feel embarrassed to connect with him in any way. I guess I need some more time… "

Mrs. Adams looked at Helen. It was as if she felt sorry for her. For a minute Helen even thought that the older woman knew everything. Her feelings for Seth. Everything. But that was impossible. Otherwise she would look disgusted. So it was impossible.


"Mmm… if you only knew how sweet you taste babygirl." Said Roman, enjoying Helen's loud moans echoing in the room. That was music to his ears. He loved satisfying his wife's needs.

Roman's tongue slid in between her wet folds, making her whimper. Helen was ready to loose it the minute she felt his teeth gently nibbling on her clit.

"Roman… "She moaned as she pushed her thighs up, wanting to feel his tongue even more. God… that man was going to kill her one day. He and his heavenly tongue. Out of nowhere through her mind ran a question and she wanted to know its answer. How would Seth's tongue feel? Was he as good as Roman was? Sethmmm… Seth…. Helen felt her climax building up inside of her body.

Roman felt her upcoming orgasm. That's why he hardened his work on her by slipping his tongue over her most intimate parts and sucking that little secret bundle of nerves even harder.

That was it… yes… Helen was ready to get her release. And she didn't lasted long before she felt the first wave of her orgasm washing over her. She let out a loud moan as her body shook in ecstasy.