Cynthia leaned down over her other shoulder. "Let's chat after class, okay?"Kendall made the same transparent smile before turning her eyes forward.Be...ore I turned away Cynthia caught my eye and glared at me, one eyebrow raised. It was obvious what her unspoken message was, 'what did you do, you bastard?'I expected similar treatment from Hayley, but when I looked at her she was ignoring me. Instead, she was watching Kendall intently.We filed out at the end of class. Typically this would be. Next day, we reached her place. Her flatmates were all out. She opened the door. The minute she bolted it. We bumped into each other. She jumped for me, and I jumped on her. We were both crazy like that. After 20 minutes of intense making out, and the smell of her sweet perfume all over me, she took my hand and led me inside. She got me to undress first, and she followed suit. I was asked to look away as she undressed. I was curious; she said she was shy. Suddenly, there she is, hiding her. Incest was bad enough, but finding out she had sex with both our parents somehow made it worse. Not that I could blame her. If incest truly was the only way to activate the shifting gene, I probably would have done the same. In fact, I was about to. The only difference was that my lover would not be my parents, but my sister. I wasn’t sure if that was better or worse.“Do you swear this isn’t some kind of joke?” I asked.“Cross my heart and hope to die,” she replied. It was the promise we used as. On top of me and inside me.’ I smiled against her, and held her there until the phone rang again. I picked it up and offered it to her, then slowly drew out of her. Mary gave a low moan and cleared her throat. ‘Hello?’ Her voice was distant, and for some reason, I began to laugh. She glared at me, then blushed. She held the phone out to me. ‘It’s your Mum.’ I coughed and grinned at her as I took the phone. ‘Uh, hey Mum. What’s up?’ Mary hopped off the bench and shook her hair out, then headed.