As for his impulses, well, that was another question entirely. Desiring his older sister when she was half naked and bathed in sweat didn't seem like an urge as much as a natural reaction. Was he walking around thinking about fucking everything that moved? He was not. In fact, both Lexi and he had agreed that they were making great progress, what with the lack of intercourse and all.

Austin glanced over at his mother. The rest of the family, after everything they'd been through, they looked strained, stretched. Austin could even see it in himself when he looked in the mirror. Something about his face seemed stretched. But Christine...