I sat in the living room, flicking through the channels but there was nothing on. I finished my beer, dumping that in the bin outside, heading to the bathroom to take a leak. After I flushed, I looked in the mirror and chuckled to myself, shaking my head. "You want to be a true motherfucker, Andy. Just admit it," I said quietly to myself in the mirror, "You would have f****d your mother tonight if given the opportunity." I sighed. "But could you ever truly make that leap? Could she? I mean, you've thought about it for years. You think you're a sick f**k but maybe there is something there. You're both adults now. Who would actually stop you?" I paused. "Bah. No point worrying about it now."
Turning off the light, I turned left instead of right, again wondering what I may see. Her door was
