I sat there in Mark's office feeling as if I were trapped in a nightmare. Staring at a picture of my brother and I having sex, I told myself that I must have fallen asleep, this couldn't be real! The pounding in my head and twisting in my stomach however, confirmed my worst fear and that was that this was not a dream. I tore my eyes from the picture and looked over at Mark. My brother was sitting there watching me. Mark appeared to be strangely calm as if now that he had shown me this, some of the burden had been taken from him.

I looked back down...