”Brooke shook her head. “Being with Andrew is different from being with you. He’s not my brother. I can’t get that deliciously naughty thrill ...t swallowing my brother’s incestuous sperm. Speaking of which...” Her voice trailed off as she began sliding backwards.But I grabbed her ass and trapped her against me. “Hey, hey. That’s not why I brought you up here. Besides, Andrew is right downstairs.”Brooke’s eyes twinkled. “So? He’s not going to bother us.”I arched an eyebrow. “He’s still in the. Chuck.Add to that the twenty grand I spent on the Roller: Brakes; new drums, relined shoes, rubber lines, stainless metal lines. The mechanic showed me the almost rusted through old lines and had me poke an icepick through the?metal?. I snapped in half one of the rubber lines. He was able to save the hydraulic brake cylinders but they still took new kits; pistons, seals, springs. Replacing that stuff meant the car had to be New York Auto Safety Regulations compliant.When they flushed the. Then thoughts creped into my head, maybe we had been to young and this was a mistake on our part. I loved Mike, but now I entertained thoughts of leaving him to find that something that was missing from my life.Yet I really didn't want to take this step. But something had to change, but I didn't know what. But, unknown to me at that time, the change was just about to walk into the house. I was busy cooking dinner after getting off of work when the door slam and I heard, "hey hon, guess. They were wily creatures, known to sneak a ride once in a while.I squatted down, with my shotgun pointed off to the side, “What’s your name, son?”A skinny boy with haunted eyes scooched as far away from me as he could; trying to make himself invisible.Small voice, not much more than a whisper, “Eugene.”Cayuse said, “Riley,” and left to fetch her.“Eugene who?”“Sanderson. Sir.” He curled himself into an even tighter ball, and squeezed his eyes shut as if he couldn’t see me, I couldn’t see.