A snarl escaped my throat, low and full of menace."Spoken like a true tyrant," Marcus continued with a soft snort. "Attempting to reenact a dark, disg...sting past does not mark you as important, just petty and desperate for recognition." So you say," she countered, another subtle movement catching my eye. Just a flick of her hand but the guards around her reacted and I knew we were out of time. "I will be remembered, taught about, centuries from now for my deeds and actions. Can you say the. ’ ‘Feh. Muscular, but you are too short and your nose is misshapen. And as for your manhood…’ She hrumphed. ‘I’ve seen tomcats with greater endowments.’ ‘It may not be perfect, but it’s mine. My nose got broken in a fight with the dark knight of Chelten Downs. This scar is from the battle of the Dun Witch’s glen. They are mementos of victory. As for my manhood… well… your opinion may change.’ The sorceress waved a hand dismissively. ‘Ask your second boon.’ The corner of Rickhelm’s mouth crooked. That and legal and cultural issues of course.”“So, your hypothesis is that families are becoming less close, so the Westermarck effect is getting weaker,” Dan asked. “That this weakening is leading to stronger sexual attraction between family members which in turn is leading to sexual behaviour between family members?”“That’s right,” I smiled.“With consequent increases in birth defects?”“Exactly.”“And that this is being encouraged by reducing social constraints too?”“I’m thinking of calling it. , all nicely distributed on my lanky frame. My mom was still very good looking at 42, shorter than I was at 5'3", and was more "Rubenesque" in stature. She knew of my lesbianism, but ignored it as she hoped it was just a "phase" I was going through. I dated a few women, but was not going with anyone at the time. Mom had not gone out since dad's death, but I hoped she would soon start to socialize again."Kathy, are you going out tonight?" mom asked."Yeah, I think I'll head down to the Hippo and.