Mia

I walk up to the two losers and steel myself. Alright, Mia. Time to be a total actress.

“Hey, guys.” I tell Fabe and Cal once I am close enough. “Enjoying the festival?”

They both look at me with confusion and Fabe asks, “Aren’t you supposed to be in the inn?”

“The inn?” I ask. “I was there for lunch with Darx and Emma a while ago, yes. But we’ve left there a long time ago.”

“That’s not true, I didn’t see you come out.” Cal immediately accuses.

“If I didn’t leave the inn, then how come I am standing before you now?”

To that, Fabe backhands Cal and says, “Of course she left the inn, you idiot. I can’t believe I trusted you to keep your eyes open.”

Then Fabe turns back to me.

“So, where’s Emma?”

“Emma was feeling sick, so she is at home resting.” I answer. “You did see her throw up yesterday, right?”

Fabe became visibly displeased when I told him Emma was too sick to participate with the festival.

“Were you planning to spend time with her today?” I ask, pretending as if I didn’t expect it.

“Of course, I was. She’s my girl after all.”

The hell she is. You don’t own her.

“Well, I’ve got nothing better to do.” I say as I shrug my shoulders. “How about you and I spend some time together.”

“Aren’t you supposed to be with that Darx kid?”

I grimace and say, “I was just fooling around with him to get on Amelia’s nerves. You know how much I enjoy getting into fights with her. But between you and me," Then I lean a bit closer to him and I whisper,” That Darx kid is kindof annoying.”

Then I cross my arms in front of my chest and bring them up, lifting my boobs a little for effect and with a naughty smile I say, “So, how about you and go have some fun together, big guy.”

That makes Fabe smile. He then turns to Cal and says, “How about you get lost for now. I’ve got a date.”

With that, Fabe walks with me to the stalls while bringing one arm around my waist. Yuk, I hate his hand being so close to my butt. You’re doing this for your sister, Mia. You just have to put up with him for an hour at most and then never again.

Going past a couple of the same stalls a second time with another guy causes some of the stall owners to look at me weird. I know what they are thinking. ‘Dating two guys on the same day, Mia? You are such a slut.’ Well, fuck em. Next week, I’ll be leaving anyways. By the time I retire and come back here, they’ll have forgotten all about it.

The first thing I did was get Fabe to a stall where they sell ****. Getting him **** should make this easier. After he got a beer down, I try to play against Fabe like I did with Darx. I find the first one, but Fabe quickly shows he’s a sore loser. Next games, I simply stand on the side while I let him have all the fun. Gosh, for being a strong guy he sure has a lot of insecurities. Makes me wonder how small his dick is.

When he is drinking his third beer, it is time for me to put my plan into motion. I ask him to win another prize for me at one of the stalls and I even offer to hold his beer while he’s doing it. While he’s busy with the game I stand behind him and pull a small half-filled bottle out of my pocket. Grandma often has issues with constipation. That is why we keep a bottle of laxatives at home. Very powerful stuff too. Normally you should only take a teaspoon and in about fifteen or twenty minutes it takes effect. I empty the bottle into Fabe’s beer.

After quickly putting the empty medicine bottle back into my pocket, Fabe turns around and cheers his winning the game. He pulls me close and forces a kiss on my lips while his other hand is on my butt. I swear, I was about to lose my shit. This ass and these lips belong to Darx. Besides, if you really cared about my sister, you wouldn’t be cheating on her, least of all with her twin. Gods, I wish I could just knee him in the balls and be done with him. But I keep my cool and let him have his fun. Then Fabe grabs his mug from my hand and chugs it. Yeah, let’s see how much you enjoy yourself in twenty minutes.

About ten minutes later it is about time for the wagons to move. I need to get rid of him.

I lean in close to Fabe and say, “Hey, Fabey.” And try to stop myself from puking. “I’m feeling a little, how do you say, frisky.”

I then point at the back of the village and say, “How about you head out over to the edge of the forest. You know, where we got some privacy. And then some ten minutes from now, I’ll join you there and we can have some real fun.”

I even emphasize my suggestion by opening my mouth and then pushing my tongue against the inside of my cheek.

Fabe smiles and says, “How about we go there together.”

Then he grabs my butt and starts walking while pushing me forward.

I quickly pull away from him and say, “But Fabe, the villagers, imagine what they will think when they see us go there together. Just the idea of them thinking of me as a slut. I just wouldn’t be able to bear it. But if we can keep them from thinking it, then I will be your secret slut.”

Fabe starts laughing and says, “Man, I knew you twins were both total sluts. Can’t wait to do both you and your sister at the same time.”

Oh god, you piece of filth. How dare you talk about Emma like that after what you’ve done to her.

“Mmmh, tomorrow perhaps.” I say seductively. “But tonight … I want you … over there … waiting for me.”

“Alright, babe.” Fabe finally agrees. “Just don’t make me wait too long.”

“See you soon, Fabey.” I say happily as he starts walking away.

I wait until he’s a fair distance away and I can merge into the crowd. Then I start walking in the exact opposite direction. Don’t run, just walk. No need to draw attention to myself. But knowing that my sister is about to leave, I do walk a bit faster than I normally do.

Did Darx even get them over there? What if they ran into Kase and he picked another fight with them despite Ilene’s warning? I start walking a bit faster still.

What if the wagon is full and they don’t want to take them? Now my heart is beating faster. Even worse, what if I’m too late and they have already left? No, I still haven’t given it to her yet! Emma!!!

I start running towards the village entrance. I can’t be late. I have to see her one last time.