"So, what do you propose? They're young, healthy, very attractive kids. If they really want to fuck, they're going to fuck. I don't condone it, either. And maybe nothing is happening - we don't know that it is," he said evenly.

"Jack, I need to tell you something and I'm afraid you're going to be very upset with me," she sobbed as tears rolled down her face.

"What is it?" he asked, worriedly.

She reached across the table and grasped his hand. "He's your son, Jack," she sobbed. "I've thought a million times that I would tell you..."

He gasped and stood up, staring down at his sister. "What? Do...