The Hail Mary

Your mind is racing as you try to think of something to say to keep Fiona here with you. You didn't want the night to end like this. Suddenly your mind seizes on something. You remember her surprise, her cocked eyebrow, you remember her brief warm smile, you remember the only weapon you had in your arsenal.

"You are beautiful Fiona Bailey!" You call to her. Reaching out for the doorknob she pauses, her fingers resting on the door handle.

"You said that already." She says without turning to you. "You don't..."

"You are the most perfect woman I've ever met or even seen." You interrupt. "You are the sexiest girl I've ever laid eyes on."

She stands at the door, holding perfectly still like a classical statue of Aphrodite.

"Fiona, my beautiful big sister. When I jack off, it's you I am thinking about. When my mind wanders during sex with another woman, it's your body I am imagining. You are in my head and in my dreams. You are my fantasy come true." You seem to sense her will softening, her fingers pull back just a fraction of an inch. "You are perfect Fiona, absolutely perfect. Your face, your ass, your tits...your cock...everything!"

You press on. "I understand. Elsie has a great pussy and a nice mouth. Mom has an amazing rack and a wealth of experience. Chloe will get as freaky as you like. And they are ALL bigger and better than me in the sack." You state. "But I will adore you Fiona. I will worship you!"

Her hand slowly pulls away from the door and comes to rest by her side.

"I know I don't deserve it but...would you please give me another chance? Tell me what you want and I'll do it." You ask softly. "Let me be your bitch."