Katrina Cleans Up.

Katrina took a deep breath and calmed her hormones. She couldn't break down now. She would wait until tonight...then she would have free reign to masturbate as much as she wanted. She closed her eyes and exhaled sharply. She could do this...try not to think about his cock, or his cum on her face, or...or...She shook hr head sharply. That was not going to help.

She walked over to the sink and washed her face thoroughly. It took a while, but she managed to clean her face off. She quickly shed her cum-soaked shirt and dug another one from the hamper. It was a little dirty, but not bad. It was also very tight and really accented her breasts. Maybe she could get Ash to notice and get him hard again...

No! She wanted to slap herself. What was wrong with her? She couldn't keep her mind out of the gutter for one minute! She sighed and closed the hamper. She would have to do laundry before her parents got home at the end of the week.

She walked out of the room and back into Ash's room. She gave him a warm smile. "There! All better!"

"You certainly look refreshed." Ash said simply. He seemed to be back to his normal apathetic self. She sighed. Seeing him show such flustered emotion was a welcome change. Especially seeing the lust in his eyes. The lust her reserved for her.

"So! Ready for your pants?" Katrina said quickly, trying to get her mind back on task. She walked over to his dresser and grabbed the pair of pants she was going for before.

"Kat, we need to talk." Ash said in a serious tone. Katrina froze in place. She was worried about this. Couldn't he just leave it be? Talking about it could lead to some questions she wasn't ready to answer yet.

"What about?" she asked sweetly and innocently.

"The weather." Ash said in a deadpan tone. "Then I thought we could move on to the topic of politics. Oh, and if there's time, maybe we could talk about the fact that you just jerked me off."

"What's there to talk about?" Katrina replied simply. She kept her voice steady, despite her racing heart. "You needed release and you couldn't manage it yourself. As your caretaker, it was my duty to help you."

"Oh, so if I badly needed a blowjob, you'd assist there too?" Ash asked sarcasticaly. Katrina had to stop herself from yelling yes. "You gave me a handjob, Kat, and you're my sister. You shouldn't be doing that."

"C'mon. I'm not your blood sister. Not even a half-sister. You're adopted. You're only my sibling by law. Besides, it's not like I fucked you."

"That's not the fucking point!" Ash exclaimed. "We just had a sexual encounter back there, Kat. No, don't try and trivialize it. I saw your face. I heard your voice. It wasn't just business."

"W-well, what about you?" Katrina shot back, feeling weak in her knees. So he knew she enjoyed it. That was going to be tough to refute. "You seemed to be enjoying it too!"

"That only proves what I'm trying to say. We had a moment there, Kat. Do you understand that? This is the kind of thing that can drive a wedge between friends if it isn't talked about." He stared at her sharply and Katrina just wanted to melt into the floor. She was stuck now. "We need to clear some things up. You enjoyed it right?" Katrina nodded weakly. "Why?"

"I...I..." she stuttered. She couldn't tell him, not now. She always silently prayed for an instance where she would be **** to tell him her feelings, where she couldn't back down. But those fantasies always ended happily, and when it comes down to it, she didn't trust her fate. The moment was here, but she backed down as always. "I...haven't had any sexual experiences for a while. I've missed t-touching a cock." She blushed bright red. "I just kind of got into it. It was like your pleasure affected me."

"Okay. I'll accept that. So it was just the sexual nature for you." Ash asked. Katrina nodded furiously. "Well...good. Same here." Ash crossed his arms. "I mean, of course I enjoyed it. It was a handjob." He noticed Katrina cringe and Ash felt like slapping his forehead. "That's not what I...I mean...Gah! It was good, Kat. You...were good."

"Really?" Kat looked at his eyes for the first time since the conversation began.

"Yeah. You had some real nice techniques and...er...actually, let's not get into that." Ash said quickly. "Let's just drop this. It happened and it was no big deal. Right?"

"Right." Katrina said, forcing a happy voice. Her heart was aching furiously. It felt like an arrow through her chest. She had been dumped by a text message, she had been stood up at a resteraunt, but rejection had never been so painful as this. And the worst part is, it was her lie that was causing this.

"You're...okay with this, right?" Ash asked suddenly. "You look really sullen."

"No, it's just...I'm okay with it, Ash. Really." She tried to smile at him.

"Well...okay then." Ash said. A few awkward moments of silence passed before Ash cleared his throat. "Um...It's a little drafty in here, so..."

"Oh!" Katrina quickly snapped out of her funk and grabbed his pants. "Right." She walked over to him and knelt by his feet. She started to pull the pants onto him, when he grabbed her chin and pointed her face up to him. He frowned when he saw the look in her eyes.

"Okay. something is definitly wrong. Tell me Kat."

"N...no. You don't have to...it's not anything you..."

"Katrina." Ash said. His voice was compassionate, but firm and strong as well. He never said her full name except when he was extremely serious. It made her aching heart feel like cracking into a thousand peices.

"...P-please don't make me say it..." She whispered, tears forming in her eyes.

"You can tell me anything, Kat. Come on...It's me. Ash."