What we share isn’t just familial, it’s deeper, more fundamental. I’m not sure we can achieve the same intensity with anyone else.”“So we’...l get matching apartments or I’ll build a house with an attached gate house. It won’t make any difference if we’re involved romantically or not.”Betty prepared her things, not saying anything else. She changed into pajamas in the bathroom while Al threw on a clean pair of jockey shorts and a t-shirt. When she returned, she still didn’t seem satisfied.. A gleaming silver lion’s head protruded from her slit between her wide-forked thighs.The man paused as the woman lay gasping and panting beneath him. He raised the whip but did not strike her; choosing instead to let the strands dangle freely from his hand. He brushed the leather braids along the length of the girl’s sweat-covered body, the leather absorbing the drops of perspiration that coated her taut, olive skin. She twitched as the whip tickled her flesh, reminding her of her nakedness. It just doesn't makesense. They say they were both high on drugs but that's still no excusefor what he did. I don't know what gets into boys these days. They werenever like that when Janet and I were young. They respected a girl, andno meant 'no'. Your Aunty Margaret will never get over it. She countsher own son as a total failure, and as to who gets the farm well, whoknows-"As mum spoke she noticed the bruise on Wendy's shoulder. Her eyesdarkened worrisomely as she gently peeled the chemise. " You can't think of me like that." Why not?" It's ... it's just wrong, that's all."Audrey paused. "They're teaching you to influence people, aren't they?" What? You mean at the Inn? Well, yes and no. They're teaching me how to use ... um ... my natural abilities."Audrey took a step closer. "You can tell me, Jason. I know something about it, though I'm not sure how. I guess it's mother's instinct. They're teaching you how to control people."Jason said nothing. His heart thumped, and he was not.