If you disobey, you will be shot. If you lie, you will be shot." Now see here, you!" A voice broke in from somewhere across the room. The speaker soun...ed like an elderly man and the frustration in his voice was evident. "What is going on here and why are we being treated like criminals?" His tremulous voice got louder at the end, almost a shout. There was a buzz from the rest of the passengers, most agreeing with the man but a few sounding scared.The supersonic crack of a rifle being fired was. Mom was hitting the wine pretty hard, and I was only on my second beer when she leaned over to the coffee table and drained her second big glass. The top of her robe was loose, and I caught a glimpse of the nice round curve of one boob. It immediately made me horny as she got up slowly and let out a groan with her hand on her lower back."I think I overdid it," She told me, "My body hurts all over." Maybe I should give you one of my famous massages?" I offered.Mom looked at me, "Thanks, but I. He was young, tall, handsome, and...well, sexy. As far as me looking at other men goes, I'd say he was a damn fine looking dude. So that was it, I thought. I wasn't handsome enough for Jackie anymore.A little cloud of depression settled over me, and I decided to invesitage further. After all, this could be a client. There could be nothing sexual going on at all, I told myself.Creeping around the back of the house, I looked in the window to Jackie's studio. There was no one there. The back door. Every time I see you look at me, I hope you’ll see my face to, to see I feel the same. Her eyes were ready to release a torrent of tears.“Are you finished?” I asked as sweetly as I could.“Yes, for the moment,” she took a big breath.“In answer to your original question, Yes, I love you. More than a brother should love his sister. More than I have ever loved any one, ever. There’s a problem, though. We’re brother and sister. What do we do about that?”Her tears let go, and I know I was crying as.