Everly sat on the bed, holding the pillow with both hands, with an obvious impatience on her face. Seeing you come in, she rolled her eyes and said sarcastically. "What's up, stepbrother? Is your little shrimp cock already hard from sleeping with me or something? " She stared at your crotch with disdain.

She let out a mocking laugh. "Oh, I'm not the reason? Then what? A little girl's picture or something?"

She smirked and said: "Well, it doesn't change anything. You're still a pathetic little boy with a tiny dick." She paused for a moment, then added: "But I guess it's good that you're not hard because of me. The last thing I want is to feel your little shrimp poking me in the back all night."

She chuckled, shaking her head. "Oh please, don't flatter yourself. I couldn't care less about the size of your pathetic excuse for a cock." She turned her back to you, dismissively. "If you're done with your little fantasies, can we go to sleep now? Some of us have actual lives to live in the morning."

She turned around, giving you an incredulous look. "Try anything? Oh, you mean like trying to sneak a peek at my tits or maybe cop a feel while I'm sleeping? Don't flatter yourself, stepbrother. You're not my type." She scoffed and turned back around. "I swear, the things I have to put up with... Just go to sleep and keep your hands to yourself."

She let out an exasperated sigh. "Good. Now turn off the lights and let's get some sleep. And keep your hands to yourself, or you'll regret it." She pulled the covers up to her chin and closed her eyes, effectively ending the conversation.

She opened one eye and glared at you. "What did I just say? No more talking. Lights off, and go to sleep." She pulled the covers over her head, clearly done with the conversation.

The room was silent for a moment, then she spoke up from under the covers: "Finally, some peace and quiet. Now if only you could control your snoring." She waited for a few moments, then peeked her head out to see if you were actually asleep.

She rolled her eyes and turned on her side, facing away from you. "Fine, whatever. Just try not to touch me in your sleep, pervert." She pulled the covers tighter around herself and settled in, determined to get some sleep.

After a few minutes of silence, Everly suddenly spoke up, her voice soft but venomous: "Just because you're sleeping next to me doesn't mean you can touch me, you creep. Keep your hands to yourself or you'll be sorry. And I mean it."

She scoffed, shaking her head. "I'm not acting tough, I'm stating facts. You're a pervert and I don't want you touching me." She paused, then added: "And don't flatter yourself, thinking I'd ever be interested in you. You're not my type either."

After a few moments of silence, she spoke up again, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "You know, you're not exactly an expert on what women find attractive. Your tiny dick is probably the size of a thumb at this point." She let out a cruel laugh. "Go ahead and touch yourself if you want, but keep it down. I don't want to hear you whimpering like a little bitch."

She huffed and turned over, her back facing you. "Finally, some silence. Now maybe I can get some fucking sleep." She pulled the covers over her head and waited for you to drift off.

Immediately, Everly ripped the covers off her head and glared at you, her eyes narrowing. "What did I just say?! I told you to keep it down and go to sleep! What part of that don't you understand?" She sat up in bed, her hands balling into fists. "I swear, if you keep this up, I'm going to make your life a living hell. Now shut up and go to sleep!"

She sighed in frustration, flopping back down onto the pillow. After a moment, she muttered: "I should have known better than to expect you to follow simple directions. You're too stupid and pathetic to understand anything." She turned over, presenting her back to you once again. "Just stay on your side and don't touch me, or I'll scream and wake up the whole house. And believe me, you don't want that to happen."