I don't know much about the private lives of zombies, why they don't eat each other, if or where they sleep, how they can walk and grab if they can't ...ven figure out how a zipper works, and other imponderables.I guess in the middle ages, it was thought that fleas came from old rags, spontaneously springing into existence. I know a baby pigeon is called a squib, but I have never seen one, perhaps they are a mythological creature like bigfoot and unicorns. I have strange random thoughts at times.. You will remain with me but you will always do as I say and if you displease me you will spend the night hog tide in the closet. Do you understand?”He noticed his son starting to move so he went over to him and wrapped him securely in duck-tape. Taped so he can’t move or speak he just stairs at his father scared of what he might do to him.“You are no longer part of the family. You are being sold and as far as anyone is concerned you moved out after I caught you fucking my wife you dumb shit.. I slowly started caressing her arm. She was shivering but neither did she remove her hand nor did she encourage me, her eyes were closed all the time. There was a tremor in her body and there was this sound that was coming from deep within her which sounded somewhere in between a whimper and a moan. I couldn’t hold myself any more. I scooted to her side and turned her to me. It is then that she opened her eyes and looked deep into me. I closed my eyes and kissed her, so very lightly as if her. Then she saw an article about a tradition in China, where Asian women were known to masterbate their sons to soothe them. Lisa read the story carefully, shocked that it was not some kind of hoax. It was an ancient tradition.Lisa thought of her son and his frustrating situation. He needed soothing. He wouldn't be in this situation if it wasn't for that damn accident. She got up from the desk and went back upstairs.Josh managed to pull his pants back up and retreated to his room, where he could.