I Take My Brother To Bed
Mom and Dad had flown interstate for the weekend with a couple of friends. Mark, my elder brother, and I were home and had ‘opened the liquor cabinet’ (actually, he’d had a few beers, I’d had a few wines – so both of us were pretty relaxed) with the television on in the background which was screening one of those lame current affairs programs. Suddenly a segment was aired, purportedly reporting on the largest-ever survey of the sexual habits of 18 year-old girls. You know the sort of thing – so...
Incest