He just looked menacing and paced before our cell. Then the sheriff walked in to the cellblock. "Time for some answers. Who are you, and what are you ...doing here?"I looked at Spike, but he just kept quiet. Well I didn't have anything to hide, "My name is Gabe Kramer and I'm a Dutch national on my way to my uncle. I would like to say that I would like to speak to my attorney as soon as possible. I've only defended myself against an attack."The sheriff interrupted me, "Shut up boy. I asked only. . what is this." Thenit stopped.The wizard continued, "What you just experienced was all of your workingexperience and years of business school being blocked from your memory.It's still up there, just locked away never to be accessed again. Oh. Andsince you did have to bring it up."The thought spinning sensation was back for a second, then disappeared.Mike slumped on the park bench, rubbing his temples."You were correct. Britney is, er was, a high school dropout. She didn'tfinish her sophomore. It just made me want to....." To fuck me?" she said, and Brad almost ran off the road as his temples began to pound with an uncontrollable passion at his sister's obscene words. "Better pull over here," she said, "before we have an accident."Brad wheeled the convertible under some trees and shut the engine off. He was trembling with desire for his sister, wanting to fuck her more than anything else in the world. But he looked around at where they were, too exposed to public view. "Let's go for. The rest of the day I spent trying to shake the image of Joe's face contorting into a release of pleasure. The image of his mouth opening wide as a moan of pleasure coupled with each thrust made me cross my legs to try and contain the feeling. It wasn't the first dream I had had in which I found my brother between my legs. It was actually just one of several over the past couple of years. A knock on the door startled me from my thoughts and I opened the door without hesitation. Joe stood in the.