She'd been my patient for six months." And tears were falling. I put out my arms, and she came into them, awkwardly because of my leg. I still had str...ngth enough in my arms to manoeuvre her so that her face was pressed against my chest and I could put my arm round he. It was the first time I'd ever touched more than her fingers and I was overwhelmed with a desire to protect and comfort her. This display of vulnerability and compassion convinced me that I loved her. She lay against me murmuring. “Goddam it to hell.”David suggests shyly, “I’ve always wanted to fuck you,Mrs. Goddard. In the library, I mean.”Mrs. Goddard blushes. “You have? Really? You mean it?”One hand flutters to her necklace. “Oh dear… I don’tknow what to say.”This is getting interesting. I try to help. “Why don’tyou let your hair down.” Mrs. Goddard hesitates,blushes even more, shrugs, takes the pins out of herhair and lets it cascade. "Huh? You mean it?" he squealed as I tossed him the bottle and reached around to take off my top.He was right at my side when he asked me, "You sure about this?"I nodded and he dribbled a little of the lotion on my boobs then grinning like mad, he began smoothing it onto my breasts."Be sure and get my nipples, Joey. Feels nice, what you're doing." Oh, I'll do this anytime you want, Sis, anytime at all."It actually felt nicer than nice. It felt sexy as hell, I was getting turned-on by my brother. ‘Egg pie!’ Her nose wrinkled a bit before she faked enthusiasm. ‘You don’t like it?’ I asked. ‘I don’t think I know what it is. I’m sorry.’ I explained about it being quiche and then explained what quiche was. She burst into giggles over my dad claiming pie was the manlier way. I teased her how I was going to teach her about all the finer things in life, egg pies and how to completely mangle an onion instead of simply chopping it. ‘You do have a very different technique. So on the phone just.