Jules Kittridge returned home the day after his father’s arrest. He kept his motel room key, however, having paid for it in advance. Jules needed a spot to tend to his rampant sexual needs. He wasn’t going to be able to do that regularly once back at home. Jules didn’t bother to call his father. He attended Bill’s arraignment alongside his family without comment. His siblings told him of their parents’ altercation. Natura...

It took several months for Nancy Kittridge to succumb. She’d personally witnessed her brother and his girlfriend fornicating orally on a number of occasions. One cannot witness human copulation without wistfully wondering after one’s own participation in the Mating Game. Nancy was not a virgin. Unlike her brother's public confession, she’d fallen from grace as a seventeen-year-old, repented quietly without consequence, an...

Greta Scarborough awakened that Monday morning with a steely resolve. She’d gone unfucked that weekend for what seemed the umpteenth time. Her husband Ned was a good man, and healthy. He just seemed disinterested. “I’m tired of flouncing around the house half-naked and getting no response. I’m too young for this shit.” Greta groused. She was, in fact, scheduled to be forty years old on her next birthday. Greta was determi...