Finally, Melinda turned her head to address Cate."You're right, I feel much better," she stated unbelievingly. "You mean I've been suffering for the p...st ten years when all I had to do was give my brother a hug?" You have no idea what you've been missing all these years," Cate told her."You know, Mel, I'm curious about your earlier comment," Becky said, now that the silence had been broken. "Alex, have you ever had trouble with your acne?"I looked at her. "No, I've always had fairly nice skin.. Short black hair with chocolaty brown skin. Anyway, on to the story. I must start by saying that my mother isn’t a drinker. She only drinks once in a while, but is very weak to alcohol, so she gets drunk very easy. She isn’t too fond of sex, unless of course, she’s drunk. My mom has a weird way of going about things, if she is sober, she’s fine and dandy, however, if she was to drink a bottle or two of beer, she gets sex craves. Boy is it sexy though! A couple of months ago my dad was drinking. Telling her that he is going to enjoy this... he asks his assistant to hand him a knife... fingering the straps of her bra.. somewhat caressing her shoulders and chest, telling her that she can stop this at any time simply by telling him the truth... she pleads with him, but of course, he ignores her and taking the knife he slices first one, and then the other of her bra straps... her bra now offering less support for her breasts, exposing a bit more, but still maintaining her modesty. I want to experience more than just mothers love from you. She was shocked but said I love you beta. How can u say I don’t love you? I said ma then why din’t u ever do for me what u did for bhaiya? She asked do u really want to commit that sin, me and your brother just did it once and it was a mistake, a sin we never repeated. I told her I don’t think it is a sin and if she does not make love to me I will think she never loved me.Mum never agreed and slept off amongst her tears and drinks. I.