Not even Mum…. Gwen! Sons do hug their mothers sometimes, but they call her Mum they don’t use her given name. Maggie was far too perceptive to mi...s that kind of mistake and it was hard enough already trying to hide our relationship from her as she was Gwen’s twin. The hardest thing about having an intimate relationship with your mother, an incestuous relationship, was the having to keep secrets, lie and hide away from those people that you both loved most, the other members of your family,. I was feeling tipsy and I knew she was too. She began to tell me about her ex-husband and how he used to beat her and how lonely she gets every now and again… now this next part was completely out the blue for a subject change “So how many girls have you had back here yet? I laughed a bit and said “sadly none yet” she called me a lier and said she’d seen 3 different girls goto in my flat… I made a joke saying “ haha, Are you stalking me!?” she laughed and said “Oh no, no, no.. I just saw them. One would take out the roast, thaw it and sear it in a pan. The next sister, would cut up the veggies and Marge would put it in the oven and start the timer.I kinda thought this was a neat delegation of work, at least at the time, but the routine nor the chore for each ever changed. Dad seldom spoke directly to me. He did ask what my father did and was surprised he was a vice president of an oil company. Marge perked right up on that point. [another danger sign]Another week or two passed and. I felt faint; my legs were trembling. Iswallowed hard, willing myself to remain standing. Then she took the boxand put it on her seat, walked to the aisle, and headed towards the exit.What was happening? Had she changed her mind? I flew off the stage andpursued her down the aisle. "Honey, Darling, Natasha," I cried. She kepton walking, never looking back. I caught her at the back of the theater,grasping her by the wrist.She peeled my fingers off her arm. "What were you thinking?" she said,.