I had no recollection of any other version of either parent whatsoever.In any case, they were about to breed and then some, so would retire to the mas...er bedroom to focus on each other, as it was Uncle Curtis’s best shot to impregnate Aunt Molly at last. I had willingly deferred to him this once, despite being the head of our new order, simply because Uncle Curtis had waited his turn as patiently as he could. He had put in the years of romance, of partnership, of mentoring, of companionship,. It wasn’t fair a group of boys had tried to rape her, but no one at the school would believe her, or they just didn’t care. Fighting was against the rules after all. She picked through her cereal, not really interested in her food and worried about what kind of punishment she would receive.She arrived at school and reported to the principal’s office. He indeed had a vicious punishment for her. He informed her that she would be excused for all of her normal classes. Instead she was to report to. The door is too intimidating and I am unsure what lies without.Looking in the mirror for reassurance and courage I convince myself I ampretty but my make-up is not perfect. My DNA is totally smudged.With a sigh of resignation I retreat to the kitchen and pour myself aglass of wine. I put a little bit of soothing music on the stereo andrelax on the sofa with my legs folded beneath me and a cushion to hug incomfort.Maybe I will go out tomorrow.FinisThis tale was inspired by the following poem. I. I was lulled into a sense of false security, believing in my own ability to control my daughters well-being, Peter, by now was more interested in her too, in now in his sixties, I could see, yet was fascinated by two people with an age gap of fifty years, could be mutually attracted.Over the years Peter had never shown any interest with me towards sex, not that I was encouraging it, but there were times when we could have indulged, I mean I am a good looking woman, and Peter was the only man.