I tell you that there are only two choices: I start having sex with one of you, or we all have to end it. What do you say?”My sister paused, and I g...ipped my own leg hard enough to leave a bruise. I was watching her face like a hawk - any sign of her waking up meant that I had to dive in, reverse the hypothetical. She couldn’t wake up now, thinking she was having regular sex with our mother.Not yet.It was minutes (that felt like hours), just as I was about to pull the plug, before she answered.. Kevin looked pleased but it would be a brave man (which I'm not) to insinuate that he couldn't be trusted. He looked like he ran through brick walls for fun every morning, with a face that had seen much mayhem judging by the scars it bore. Rumour had it that he had been thrown out of the French Foreign Legion for being too brutal and bloodthirsty.We never had any trouble in the pub since he had started working behind the bar. Not that he was belligerent or aggressive ; he just looked as if he. Mom switched on the television, gave the remote to me and went back to the kitchen.“Do you want me to put any channel for you?”, I asked.“No, watch something”, mom said.“Why did you put on the TV then?”, I asked.“The house is so silent. Must be boring for you”. After a pause, mom spoke again, “I know you are upset but we must try to understand his situation also”.“I know, I know”, I muttered somehow.I realized how lonely mom should be all those days when father was away and I was in the hostel.. .. I don't even know you name", he joked and turned around to face Cassie who was focused on the mirror wall behind him, applying more lip gloss.Their eyes met just as Cassie was about to respond with a smart comeback and her breath was taken away."Holy shit", Cassie said with a stunned look on her face which soon turned into embarrassment realizing she had said that out loud."Paul Flynn... how are you?" Cassie asked the blood still rushing to her cheeks turning her normally porcelain pale.