On the world now known as Holy Terra the gods had created a grand arena for their creations, and pitted them against one another. However, no matter h...w grand the arena, how deadly its traps and cunning the twists in the battle laid out by the gamemakers; nor how often fresh gladiators and beasts are brought in: the fighting will in the end draw to a close. Either the corpses of the slain will pile up till the combatants can reach the stands and take their vengeance upon their tormentors, or. Of course, they’d laugh at the same truth that made my heart sink, and they’d pass of my relationship with Anna as being a mere joke. It didn’t bother me much, however, for as long as Anna was in my life, the grayness in their taunting was always washed blue in her eyes. In truth, Anna wasn’t my girl, nor was she my lover. I found out through our conversations that she has a husband in our camp, a forbidden luxury kept on the men’s side of the barbed-wire fence. He was in the second section. It was a Sunday afternoon, my mother had gone out for the day and it was only myself and my father left in the house. Eventually after alot of talking we get onto the subject of sex. He didnt ask for details but he wanted to know if I had been busy with anyone and I let him know that I had. My father however said to me that he had not had much action from anyone and that he was waiting for the right moment and to ask the right person at the right time. At first I didnt really understand the. It’s part of the bargain we made to let Lois sleep with him.” Mom kissed my chest as her hand slipped into the waistband of my briefs.I was paralyzed in disbelief and, yes, fear. I didn’t know why this was happening. My mother had lost it, and I didn’t know how to respond. Mom kept talking, and some of it sunk in.“Your Aunt Lois and I need more intimacy than your father can provide right now. Once a week is not enough for me. I always had sex with your father at least three times a week, and.