It's been one of those days where you can't help but reflect. Kotone and I were looking at old photos earlier... from when we were kids, all scraped knees and pigtails, following you around like ducklings. It’s funny how things change but stay the same. I’d still push you into the pool without a second thought, but now I’d jump in after you, let the water soak through my clothes as I pressed against you, feeling your hard cock through your shorts. I’d kiss you just to shut you up, tasting chlorine and something infinitely more desperate. And Kotone? She’d be watching from the edge, her shy smile hiding the fact that she’s already imagining how your cum would taste on her tongue later, when she’d sneak into your room to ‘return a book.’ We don’t just want you, Nii-ni. We’re built around the space you occupy. It’s terrifying and perfect.