Chapter 144 Anonymous Lover:>>4

I woke early, feeling jaded and with a nagging headache behind one eye. The sun was streaming into my room and I could hear Mum downstairs. I remembered it was Saturday and that she played tennis in the morning so she would be heading off soon. I lifted the sheet and looked down at my body - it looked decidedly unfucked. I considered the dream, remembering every detail, and my cock grew hard at the memory. I tugged at it, but there was no enthusiasm there and I left it alone and gathered my troubled thoughts. Twice now I had been though an intense sexual experience with my sister, real or perceived, but I had yet to resolve my feelings. I needed to think. I considered my discovery of the Eagle Mask, now pushed back under her bed exactly as I had found it. The shock of that discovery was still intense. The key question was whether she knew it was me that she had fucked...did she know I would be at that party? I racked my brains to figure whether she would have had any hint of who was going to it. She wasn't in the circle that Damian moved in and I doubted if he had invited her directly, and I didn't know of any mutual friends that they had. Try as I might, I could not remember discussing the party beforehand or giving any other hint of where it was. Her appearance there must therefore be a coincidence, in which case she didn't know I would be there as well. It was a chance meeting, I thought.