"I'll go get clothes for Big Brother Brown." Emma Campbell finally came to her senses after a long while and hurriedly escaped to the living room, where the two of them had earlier taken off their clothes.
Sarah Grandy immediately followed like a little shadow, tailing Emma closely and pestering her. "Big Sister Emma, just agree with me, won't you? I promise I won't try to compete with you to become his wife. Plus, I'm about to start college soon, so I won't be able to come back often. What are you worried about?"
"I… I…" Emma was completely flustered by this situation. If she really were James Brown's wife, it might be fine, but she was only his lover. She had no idea how to respond to this.
"Sister Emma, then what will it take for you to agree?"
Unbearably nagged by Sarah, Emma finally came to a stop, blushed, and admitted, "Big Brother Brown is already married. I'm not his wife."
"What?" Sarah's voice instantly shot up eight octaves.
