X: My brother has a towel in bed. I didn’t think about why it was him. I thought he was eating in his room, maybe wiping it out.
X: Before the New Year, the cleaning was done, his room was cleaned, I sweated a little, I decided to take this towel and my nose was attacked by the wild smell of sperm.
X: He still looks at me: “Now you know my secret and must die!”