I get caught!

My gaze lingered on the top of Marisa's ass crack. Perhaps a little too long.

"Why don't you ask Marisa for a photo, you fucking PERVERT?!"

Uh oh.

Marisa swung around to stare at Jessica, who was standing at the doorway. I was painfully aware that she was there, but it took me a few seconds before I slowly turned my head in her direction. The look on her face spoke of utter contempt and disgust.

"What's going on?" asked Marisa, puzzled.

"Our 'brother' was checking out your ass!" replied Jessica.

My mind was racing. How the fuck could I get out of this?

"And - " Jessica looked me up and down. "Have you got a fucking erection?!"

No escape now, I thought. Best just to face up to it and apologize.

"Marisa, I'm so -"

"Save it, Mike." replied Marisa in a low voice. I could tell that her anger was bubbling just below the surface. "I can't fucking believe you. This is my new home, and I have the right to be in it without being checked out like some sort of PEDIGREE in a fucking DOG SHOW! I can't believe your lack of respect! You're disgusting!"