"Saved your ass again, Trev," Aunt Teddy said in between laughs. He looked at her, confused. She smiled up at him."Just how did you think you were goi...g to get away with it? That room smelled like a damn whorehouse! Shit, Trev, what were you thinking? If I hadn't gone down and stalled them, and made up a story about being so drunk and horny that I frigged myself on your mom's bed, you'd have been busted before they even got halfway down the hallway!" You -- you saw? You know?" Saw? I saw, I. We, siblings, knew that our parents have sex regularly. In fact, we have often heard moans coming from their bedroom once in a while, when they were careless.My sisters sleep in a separate room. I have had fantasies of my mom since my early teens. In fact, I developed sexual feelings for her early in my childhood, which never disappeared. I had a natural hatred (not that strong) for my father.I once looked upon the internet for this and found out it was known as the Oedipus complex. At first, I. In fact nothing you say can change what I saw yesterday. I don't know how long you have been seeing Don, but I apparently wasn't enough for you. I really don't want to hear you say anything to try and justify what you did or were doing. I just would like to have the ring back as I no longer have any desire to marry you." Vic, I am sorry, I promise you it won't happen anymore." That it happened once was once too many. You are a classy and sexy lady and I will miss being with you, but the trust I. She was breathing deeply but otherwise she sat quietly looking down at her hands. “It's very bright in here,” she said. The mid-afternoon sun came unfiltered through my windows, splashing the room with a white glow. I went to the windows and drew the curtains. They couldn't block out all the light, but they did soothe it to a golden haze. I turned around in time to see her slip something into the pocket of her skirt. I walked over to Jenn and stood in front of her. She continued to look at her.