CHAPTER THREE
"Mom, Mom, wake up Mom. Are ya okay Mom?"
Polly's eyes snapped open and for a minute she thought she'd been dreaming. She looked up at the healthy smiling faces of her sons and realized she was still on Peter's bed and that her recent tryst with them had been real.
"You fell asleep Mom." Peter said. "How about fixing us some breakfast now. Geeze, I never knew screwing could make you so hungry."
His casual manner of speaking sent a chill through Polly's heart. He seemed to be so blase about something that had been so important to Polly. She knew her relationship with her sons had been changed irrevocably that morning. She hoped that she could handle it properly.
"Peter darling, did you and your brother like what we just did?"
Donny said, "Gosh yes Mom. We've been anxious
