A calming voice

"Priya, you need to come with me right now," said William.

Priya stood and fumed. "On my fucking bed!" She looked at William and followed him into her room, but not before looking over her shoulder and shooting daggers at her sister.

In Priya's room, William shut the door. "Priya, I know what's going on."

"So do I!" said the red faced woman. "My sister had sex on _my _bed and didn't even bother to clean up!"

"You're just jealous."

"I'm...wait, what?"

"You only got to suck me off, but I fucked your sister."

"I...I mean...you...it's just..." Priya's anger changed to confusion. She went and sat in a chair by her vanity. "It's not right!"

"I know, but she was wearing tight jeans, and she has well you know, that ass!"

"What?!"

"Don't be jealous, Priya."

"Me, jealous of her?! I...I...um...I..."

"Yes, you are very pretty. Very, _very _pretty, and your hair...my god, you should be doing shampoo commercials."

Priya's face softened into a smile.

"And you give damn good blowjobs," added William.

"Look, your sister has her ass-ets, and you have yours. I know you're tired, or are you still all worked up?"

"Well, you guys did get me going this morning." Priya tossed her hair and played with a strand as she smiled at William. "I _am _kinda worked up."