"I really did mean what I said, I missed you terribly."Just like that Abby had her arms around my neck. It took me by surprise, to be honest. The next...thing I knew, my sister was kissing my lips. I should have stopped things right there. I didn't. I hadn't been with a woman in months and I lost control of my common sense. Our mouths opened and I felt Abby's tongue touching mine. I just went crazy from there. I pushed my sister onto her back and I parted her legs. I managed to pull off the. You know, day dream a little bit? And I did that and that's why it sounds like I'm a pervert, even though I'd never hurt you or do anything to make you feel bad or anything like that."Then I read her the story. It was about a kid named Bobby, like me, and I had to tell Heather that it wasn't about me, but that I felt like that Bobby did sometimes. It was funny in places, and I laughed. I really understood how confused Bobby was sometimes. He got a lot of sex, and if all Heather's friends acted. He’d been married and divorced three times, and had moved here from Newport Beach, California. He came to the area to visit some friends, and loved it so much he relocated here. He worked as a freelance photographer, but most of his money was from some really good investments he’d made when I was just a toddler. He asked about me, and I relayed my life story to him. I was 19. It took all of 5 minutes. “So why did you get so red at the station today, honey?” he asked. I didn’t know what to. Brenda seemed to be deep in thought. Carl was content looking out of the window at the scenery. Shortly after they crossed over the U.S./Canada border into Alaska Ron felt a bump like a car running over a 2 by 4 in the road. The plane continued to fly perfectly. Cal raised his head and asked what Ron had done. Ron asked Cal to start checking all of the instruments and to look at the outside of the airplane to see if he could determine what had caused the bump. Everything seemed all right."What.