You don't trust your father

James just silently stands back what watches his mother and father's conversation from afar. It came as no surprise to James that his father had sex with his sister while they were away. He knew all too well that if he was in his father's shoes, with her sister's sexy body laying next to him, he couldn't stop himself from touching her.

The phrase 'father like son' pops into James's mind causes him to shiver. 'If he is really like me, then the next thing he would do is..' His look instantly looks up towards his sister's room as his mind starts to race. 'I want her; I can't let my old man beat me to her.' He pauses and collects himself. 'James, just think for a second; he probably typed in her numbers as she slept right after they had sex. It won't do me any good just to run up there and tried to sneak a peek at her numbers if dad already types them in.' He takes two breaths as he remembers his civ class. 'Wait, if I gave child on her before she knows that dad made her his ****, then there would-be two claims on her, and mine would supersede his because mine has produced something physical.'