“Mark, you are the younger sibling, are you not?” Old Steeple Fingers said, peering over at us.Mark just nodded.“Mark, the DNA of your body is d...fferent from the DNA of your semen. You are likely to be a Chimera.”Mark stared at Old Steeple Fingers; we all stared at Old Steeple Fingers.“In medical terms, unused fetal material from your mother’s pregnancy with your brother, has been absorbed by you during your own gestation. Unfortunately it is your genitalia that contains your brother’s DNA.”. He was already aware of threats on his life – and he didn’t think the conspirators would hesitate to involve anyone he cared for in their games.He didn’t have a problem with them coming after him; he was prepared for it, knew the likely players and how they worked, and had the support of the King in dealing with it – but he’d walk willingly into the Void before he allowed someone else to paint themselves a target by associating with him.And yet ... She could take care of herself – that much was. The ambiance was very sexy and the channel was showing some sexy rainy songs. There were lots of hugs and kisses in the scene. I was getting restless and stole a glance at my Aunty. She did not notice my glance and continued glued to TV. My God she was looking devastating beautiful in her nightie. I got up and went to kitchen for some cold drink. I asked my Auntie if I should get her some cold drink. She said yes. I brought her glass and gave her. As she was sitting on sofa and I was standing. " I have you. What other woman would offer as much?"Going on two years together, she still does that demure 'Who? Me?' thing so well. She laid out her nightshirt on the stand beside the bed and tossed the covers back, presenting us with a crisp clean playing field. We met in the middle. I attacked her neck, savoring the sweet touch of perfume in her hair, the velvet of her skin, the giggles as I hit sensitive spots, then I acquiesced to her hands pushing me back onto the bed. This time the.