An hour later I was ready to leave.
“Don’t forget. Tina is in the spare room.”
“I know.”
“And be quiet when you get in. I didn’t sleep well last night. I’m hoping for a better one tonight.”
I then had a brainwave. For me, they are few and far between, but this one was a beauty.
“Why don’t you take some of your sleeping pills?”
She had got them six months ago, but had only needed to use them for a couple of weeks.
“That’s a good idea. I might just do that.”
“I’ll get them for you.”
It took me a while to find them. Then, to encourage her to take them, I put two of them, and a glass of water, on her bedside table. If she took them, and if Tina didn’t reject me, then my plan would work. I was hopeful, but there were too many ‘ifs’ for my liking.
I left the bar after only having three drinks. That surprised my friends, and I got ribbed for leaving early. I was normally one of the last to leave. I was known as a heavy drinker, but one who could hold their beer. Next time I would have to stay late, and drink a lot. I had a reputation to maintain.
It was eleven thirty when I got home. The first thing I needed to do was to go to our bedroom, and see if she had swallowed the pills.
I was relieved to see that they were gone. But did that mean that she had taken them? She might have thrown them away. The glass was empty, and that was a good sign. I was going to assume that she had, until proved otherwise. Then I winced. The proof might be her coming into the spare room, while I was on top of her Sister.
The first part of the plan had worked, but would the second? There was only one way to find out. It was a short walk from the main bedroom to Tina’s room, but it was long enough for me to go from being confident, to being apprehensive. When I pushed open the door, I could feel my heart pounding in my chest.
I took my time undressing. I didn’t want to wake her up until I was in bed with her. If I was careful, by the time she did wake, she would already be excited. Too early, and she might reject me.
I got into bed. She was on her side, facing away from me, and I was now snuggled up to her. I could feel the heat from her body on my naked chest. As before, I kissed her neck.
“That’s nice,” then she laughed, before adding, “I’ve been waiting for you.”
I suddenly sat up, then she did as well. After reaching to the side, to turn the bedside light on, she turned to face me. She was grinning.
“And don’t tell me you came into my room by mistake.”
She must have read my mind, because I was going to, but now there was no point in saying it. It was best to just admit it, to brazen it out.
“What can I say? Last time was so good,” then I gave her my best pleading look, before adding, “I wanted more.”
I must have looked pathetic, because she laughed again. That hurt, she was mocking me.
“Sorry, I’ll leave, but please don’t tell Avril.”
“I won’t, but only if you stay.”
I looked at her face, and when I realised she was being serious, I leant forward and kissed her. Just a quick peck on the cheek, to show my gratitude.