Anyway….the story… After a long ride from the place I live (yes ,I ride a motorcycle ) ,through the picturesque village of Alston and along the fa...tastic ,windy A6 ,I decided to stop the night at a pub overlooking Ullswater.Pulling over next to the lake ,the beat of the bike stopping as I killed the engine ,leaning the bike over onto it’s side stand ,the tip of the sun just starting to disappear over the horizon .The heat of the day now disappearing and a very nice warm evening just beginning. Have fun with Kim,” Mike said to his sister as he left the house.He jogged over to Tom’s only to discover that he wasn’t home. Well there goes my plans for the day. Usually when he and Tom would go for a run they would then spend most the day hanging out before he would finally return home. Well guess I’m running on my own, then I’ll just go home and hang out by the pool. Watching Kim and Katie lying out in their bikinis isn’t the worst thing I could think of doing.So Mike went for a run around. I found it always made me feel better.I spent the remaining part of the day playing with my kids. Well, Ok, lounging around the house with my kids is more like it.Monday rolled around and my life got almost back to normal. School was still out for the next week. I did have to go back to work. It took me about 3 hours to build up the desire to actually do some work. I finally managed to do something productive.The next several days were a blur. It was Thursday when Becky came to me with a. It was more dangerous, but I had more control of the situation, at least an early warning system. The other way, I realized if he had found the angle, he would have been up where only his father, and one other man, had been in the last twenty years. And I would have had no defense, perhaps even allowed . . . how did Auntie Mame put it? Allowed him “to do what little boy fishies do, to little girl fishies.” What would that coupling spawn? More incest that would be certain, with that channel.