..”“You’ve been screwing ... I mean committing adultery ... with lots of boys, and you’re too shy to tell me the problem?”“OK, it’s ... ...y period is late, and I feel kind of sick. I know I can’t be pregnant...”“Why can’t you be pregnant?”“A girl can never get pregnant unless she wants to. I know that much.”“That is incorrect.”“But that congressman said it! He said you couldn’t get pregnant from genuine rape. And then there was this big cover-up.”“The congressman was wrong. There was no. ’ ‘Why? No one’s here. I’m all alone and—’ ‘You may be but I’m not! Good God!’ He cracked up. ‘Relax, Ryan,’ he said when he could talk again. ‘I’m kidding. God, I thought all you musicians were supposed to be depraved and into all kinds of sexual things.’ ‘Yeah, well, think again.’ She huffed out a breath. ‘Keep that up and you won’t get any sex at all when I get back.’ ‘How about if I let you spank me as punishment?’ ‘What the hell is wrong with you?’ Ryan tried to sound angry but she was. The slap was strong and loud. They said nothing to each other, they just looked into each other's eyes.Oh, fuck. What had they done?Never, never, never in their lives had they ever acted violent with each other. Sure, they had lots of arguments, like all sisters, but they never got physical about it.And then, that Friday, it happened.In Linda's mind, it was somehow connected. The incest and the violence. After all, she had just be introduced into incest, and then she acted like a bitch, and. He didn't remember evenhaving to go to the bathroom, much less wetting. It was all soconfusing...Moments later, Nancy entered the room. "You made quite an impressionon Lisa, little baby. I see you also left your mark on your sheets.Next time we'll add more didies and some rubber panties. For now,let's get you changed and into some dry things and then go downstairsfor your bottle. Lisa's warming it up."Tom sighed, defeated. He offered no resistance as he was led to thechanging table. .