“I’m sorry if I woke you,” the duty nurse said stooping down and picking up Abby’s health chart. Brad immediately took Abby’s hand in his.�...How is she doing?” He asked.“She seems to be holding her own. I saw her put her hand on your head,” she replied.“Please, Abby, all I ask for is one more day, just one more day.”“What will one more day do for you?” The nurse questioned.“At the end of tomorrow, I’ll ask her again for one more day. I’ll ask her that every day for the next seventy-five years or. ”Now I was puzzled again. How could he love my mother? Had she sneaked up to the old house sometime that I wasn’t aware of?“What you didn’t see was a small stone, not too far from those three. It has a simple inscription. Angela, three years, gone too soon.”It wasn’t making sense but he had succeeded in sparking my curiosity, which, in my condition, was remarkable in itself.“Now, you know how my mother was with names.” He’d showed me the Auden and Duane thing with the same five letters.“I. A miracle… without actually touching it. As it flinched with my heartbeat the covers began to move and my cock was now becoming uncovered from the sheet. And that’s when it happened!! His next stoke upwards over my leg he grabbed my balls and squeezed them. Took the head of my cock and started tickling the head with his fingertips causing precum to start to spill out which he used as lotion to massage the rest of my cock. As he was playing with my balls and stroking my cock I reached over and. ." He walks forward, easily clearing the distance between us, placing his hands on either side of my head. He's pinned me to the door and leans forward, brushing my lips with his. My heart races and he presses his body firmly against mine, kissing me strongly, wrapping one arm around my waist. My breathing comes fast and he lifts my tiny body up, carrying me through the house. I can't help but wrap my legs around his hips and he dumps me onto a large bed."Stay. And..." He bit his lip, staring.