Chapter 3

That night after the kids were in bed fast asleep, Marsha began reading the book that she had been given. She became so intrigued, she found herself reading about a quarter of the book before she fell asleep. As she slept her unconscious mind reviewed what she had read.

To wit; (Her father was a lawyer and she often found herself imitating his speech and thought patterns.)

Sex is the most natural thing in the universe. Without it the human race could not continue. It is a biological imperative.

Sex was pleasurable. This is what nature intended. Anything that interferes with that has the potential to cause problems far beyond those it attempts to solve.

Sex is so powerful a drive both religions and secular governments have attempted to use it as a means to control populations and secure adherents.

Sexual attitudes are most often controlled by mothers since nature has deemed them to be the caretaker of the immature.

Sex is hardwired into the human brain (See first item). Nature drives males and females in slightly different directions. Males are driven to spread their genes in as many different directions as possible. Females, since they have a limited number of eggs to contribute, must be more selective. This leads to somewhat of a paradox, in that, while homosexuality is contra to nature's purpose, bisexuality is entirely different for males and females. Males, having a more easily satisfied drive, will dilute their drive to disseminate their seed by same sex contact. This same type of activity amongst females, who have a capacity for having many orgasms in a shorter period of time and therefore a greater capacity for sex, provides the opportunity to wait for the better gene match.

Sex when used as a control mechanism is counter productive to the natural order. This manifests itself in the rape of women by men and the withholding of sex by women to control men.

Marsha became semi-conscious late that night and tumbled to her bed. When her alarm clock went off, Marsha came to realize that she had come to a course of action in her sleep.

The time she spent hurrying the kids off to school was spent taking a new look at their morning pattern.

She arrived in the kitchen fully dressed. Her daughter arrived in a flannel nightgown that was no more revealing than a overcoat in the dead of winter. Roger simply had on a pair of jockey shorts. At the breakfast table there was the normal sibling baiting but no serious fighting. As Roger stood up to get a second bowl of cereal, she looked at her son and said, "I think its time to get you new shorts. The ones you have on look like they are getting too tight."

Roger merely shrugged his shoulders and replied, "Ok, if you think so," took his seat and began eating his cereal.

Marsha looked over at Natalie. Natalie was staring at her brother's body. Marsha thought she could move things along a little faster. She called Roger over to her side. Marsha hoped that she could carry off the next step without embarrassing herself. She reached out and placed her fingers under the leg band of Roger's shorts. She ran the hand from the back all the way around to his crotch. In the process she deliberately rubbed his penis with the back of her hand. Roger's cock suddenly began to stiffen. Marsha looked him in the eye and smiled while saying that she was sorry.

"Those shorts are definitely too tight, young man." She reached out and turned Roger to face his sister.

"What do you think, Natalie?" asked Marsha.

Poor Natalie didn't know what to say. She was being given the opportunity to stare directly at her brother's crotch - something she had wanted to do since some of friends had started to talk about boys and what they had between their legs.

Marsha decided to take a different track when she noticed Natalie's hesitation.

Marsha apologized to the pair saying that she thought that they were old enough not to be embarrassed about talking about underwear. "Natalie, you have handled Roger's jockey shorts when you helped with the wash. And you, young man, have seen both mine and your sister's bras and panties on the clothesline. We will just have to straighten this out later. Now hurry up and get ready for school."

Both children quickly obeyed and were soon in their own rooms dressing for school. Inside of a half hour, they were out the door and on the school bus.