He popped her cherry while Mom licked her clit.”“Jesus, I had no idea.” Zoey frowned. “So why wouldn’t Dad sleep with me? He clearly had no ...roblem with incest.”I blinked in shock.“Your father wanted Clint to have a harem of his sexy sisters,” Mom answered as she climbed the stair behind us.“See,” I said. “It’s all working out.”“Except...” Zoey sighed.So did I. “Well, yeah, I mean, I wish Dad was still with us. But I know he’s happy. Clint’s stepping up. He’s the best big brother you could. All of the plane was destroyed, everybody was dead, there were blood and guts everywhere and he could smell some cind of leak. Better get out of there before it explodes. Limping he reached to the broked door, pushed it open. Not paying attention to the pain he felt in his arm, leg and head, he ran as fast as his tired body could. When he was about a hundred feet away the plane exploded into million peaces some of wich almost decapitated him. Feeling no more force in him, Roger Jackson the only. Some of them in front of his eyes. His black square glasses framed his face perfectly. His skin the golden tan. His smile could make anyone happy. He was perfect. Sculpted from Gods clay. And when I hugged him, I inhaled the wonderful scent of Old Spice. I had major puppy love for this kid. I swear I got wet every time I just saw him. But now I was sitting on the desk alone, listening to my iPod/reading. My scene had already gone on and I wasnt on again until the finale. But suddenly I heard. Blue. Police. I was yanked off the bed and pinned to the floor, just as I had done to Elizabeth. I saw her small bare feet padding away from me, black boots marching to either side. My ears were buzzing. I saw angry faces, their lips moving but I couldn’t tell what they were saying. I was dragged from my house, naked save for a rough blanket and a pair of handcuffs. The neighbors were all there to see me off. Did they already know what I’d done? The part of me which had taken over and done.