And why do you think he never sits? After the day you were concieved we haven't had regular old sex. That's sexist. Pegging is feminist!". I wanted to...laugh but didn't dare. My mom really was a femdom. ---That night, my dad winked after dinner as mom took me into her bedroom. "I'm going to fuck you with my big dick", she said apathetically, feigning dirty talk. All I could see was her rage at her disrespectful son, and an eleven-inch solid black rubber dildo primed for my asshole. "Ok, mom...",. As soon as the cages swung open, my fellow zombies began attacking the humans. We took advantage of that to reach an elevator leading to the surface. Once there, Marianna dispatched the soldier in a fairly gruesome fashion. Let’s just say he lost his head. Once we reached the surface, we were in for a surprise. We were in the woods, somewhere in Massachusetts. And there was a snowstorm on. Zombies like myself don’t feel pain, heat or cold. However, we require sustenance to function. Since we. All of it. You better be there too.”“Who would miss one of your parties?”“True. True.” He finished his glass. “You got yourself a lil girly yet?”“No sir.”“When you gonna get you one?”Never.“Not any time soon.” I swirled my drink. “I hear ya. Them bitches will pretend to love ya, then run you for everything got, leaving you high and dry. Listen to experience.” He pointed at me.“I am.”“That’s good. You’re a smart kid. Bookish and modest unlike Lil’ Frank. He could’ve learned something from you.”. Her diabetes was acting up. When I arrived at the hospital, grandma said she was glad to see me. She told me they had to get her sugar under control. She mentioned that she started eating too many sweets.After I bawled her out, in a nice way of course, she told me that her feet hurt. "The doctor said I should walk a little every day but how can I when my feet hurt? He said I needed to get the blood flowing better to my feet."I went to the end of her bed and pulled up the top sheet to look at.