Dear Brother In Law

What happened the other day must never happen again. We know it could destroy our lives as we know them. I am afraid I wouldn't be able to stop it if it ever happens again. I don't mean to say that it's your fault. I know I've been provoking you, unconsciously, sometimes. Like when I went down the corridor after the shower with just a towel and I knew you were imagining me naked. Anyway, you've been provoking me too, leaving that manly and pleasant smell of cologne in the corridor or staring at me in the middle of those boring family dinners like you wanted to take me to the guests' restroom and fuck me until we faint before getting back to the after-dinner conversation, without anyone noticing. This summer it's us who will be visiting you. I want what I see in your eyes when you look at me. But this time we cannot mess things up. I'm not looking forward to it, I'm not looking forward to it, I'm not looking forward to it! So please, please do not follow me if I have another of my sleepless nights, even though in summertime that happens often. Around midnight. When everyone is taking a nap... in the kitchen...