I was not sure what to do. I left and went home. I thought about what I had seen all night. I was not sure what to do or say to mom the next time I sa... her. This went on about a month then she said she was going over to Betty's house again. I went back to the dogging spot and sure enough mom and Betty were there doing their thing. I watched for a while and left. I was still mad about what mom was doing. Then it dawned on me what I could do to get back at mom. About a month later mom told me. Oh, this is gonna be good, I had easier access now. I had conflicting forces coursing through my mind and body, resistance and fear because it was my sister, but that same forbidden fact also increased my desire. She wanted to smoke the other joint, but I didn’t want to ruin it and leave this position. She insisted and we went back out in the shed to smoke the rest of it. During our smoke session I made a bold move and stood behind her and grabbed her hips. I didn’t think and just did it.“Uh,. Jimmy considered his job an art and himself an artist. He never wasted a bullet, never spilt more blood than was necessary, never killed more people than was required…yes he was in his own way an artist. The following Monday saw Jimmy up at the crack of dawn, getting quietly out of bed so as not to disturb his wife Maria, he quickly dressed and went for his four mile morning run. He always ran before a job, it cleared his mind, made him focused and filled him with a sense of calm. He returned. He'd actually brought her out of a deep depression from the lack of intimate attention from her husband. Tom hadn't known it but he'd actually saved her life because Sandy had become very depressed and almost suicidal in her deep sadness.Eventually Sandy would end up having Tom's baby, a little girl, but before that happened, Sandy descended into a forbidden territory of sexual release that she never wanted anyone to know she'd taken. It happened one afternoon when Tom wasn't around and hadn't.