The part of her that was his sister was happy she had been able to make him happy. She did love him. He was all she had in the world. The teacher part...of her saw the word “incest” scrawled on the wall in dripping, red letters, a condemnation she would be ostracized for. She’d never given much thought to the concept of incest before, much less wrestled with the morality of it. It was wrong. That’s what she’d been taught. Everybody knew that.She didn’t try to convince herself that merely opening. The sound of keys against the door of her cell and the sight of the tall man coming through it made her hold her breath with bewilderment. Officer Jackson closed the cell door behind him after making sure that the other guards were still oblivious to his location. He stepped closer to the bed and looked over her nearly bare body, stopping at her hands in her white prison underwear."Don't stop." he whispered, and moved his gaze to her breasts, while feeling more blood rush to his painfully hard. I pulled up outside her home and all I can say was I flowed out of my car and somehow made it to her front door. I knocked and leant against the door woodwork."My goodness Thomas, what is wrong?" She said opening the door and finding me propped up against her door."Sorry I can't drive any more, I need somewhere to lie down. I guess I drunk too much," I slurred out. I can clearly remember saying these words."Come in I can't have you driving up the rest of the way home, you'll kill yourself on. " she turned to Kathy, "And what about you?" Me? Same old same old," Kathy replied, and held her hand out for Marlene to continue polishing her fingers. But a moment later, Kathy burst into tears."Kathy! What's the matter? Did I say something I shouldn't have?" No," Kathy said after sniffing, "No, it isn't you at all, it's me." I don't understand," Marlene said, now on the verge of tears herself."Oh... it's everything," Kathy wailed as the tears started falling faster. "School is torture for.