All this is another story, so I will get back to the one I'm writing. The night Mom dropped my off at Dad's, she slept with Daddy and the end result was brother Miles, born when I was about 18 years old. Kurt, who came 8 years after me, was also fathered by Uncle Rodney. My brother James was two years older than I and had been fathered by my dad's dad (who happened to be Mom's step-father), and my sister Tina, 11 months older than I, was probably fathered by Mom's own twin brother, my Uncle Rodney. We were typical white trailer trash, mom and dad had had me when they were both 16, and I was Mom's third child. Oh, well! I was anxious to go live with my dad once Mom told me of her plans, I hadn't spent any time with him or my half-brothers in some time, and really I was looking forward to it. She was also nervous because I knew of the secrets she shared with my brother, sexual secrets, and she wanted me out of her life for a while. Mom had caught me fucking her boyfriend and was none too please about it. I was 18 years old when my mother sent me to live with my father, an hour away in a town even smaller than the one we lived in. This is the second in a series I plan to write the sex that went on in my family, some gay and some not.