.. I thought how easy it was to get her in this helpless state.. I thought what if i could get some roofies,, or some other d**g that could be mixed w...th her drink.. something that would cause amnesia,, no memory hummmmm.The situation would have to be right,,, her staying here with me alone over night or better yet the weekend..I prepared,,, I was able to get a couple of roofies anda d**g called ketamine,,, a tranquilizer used on horses but in humans causes amnesia..used the internet to see. ”My mother inserted two thruppenny bits into the platform ticket machine, handing one of the tickets to Lili. We moved out on to the platform as my train was announced and it rolled in with an electric hum: none of the hissing clouds of steam and smoke that I had so much enjoyed as a boy.My mother watched the coaches slow to a halt and made sure I was entering one with open seating, not compartments. The train was fairly empty and I had no trouble finding a seat on the platform side. I stowed. She couldn't believe that she had actually let Andrew make love to her. Make love? Oh, no, it had been a long and satisfying fuck. Her first since the boys' father had left, the best in an even longer time because the year before he finally moved out, her husband hadn't come close to satisfying her sexually.Was that why she wasn't ashamed, wasn't horrified at breaking the incest taboo? Before he fucked her, Marilyn would never have considered sex with her older son. Now, she had no regrets at. "How many of you learned to write cursive back in elementary school?"About ten hands went up, a third of the class. "You guys are going to help me."He smiled at them. "Now this is no worse that getting a tetanus shot or your school picture taken. Don't your folks nag you to write thank you notes? Of course they do. So you should know how to do it right. Now get out some looseleaf and find a pen."On the whiteboard with a black marker and in large letters he slowly wrote abcdefgh, all hooked.