I was getting good at telling this tale. Constant repetition cements memories. I told it straight leaving out all speculation. When I finished he look...d shell-shocked."But how come no one knew where you were? Didn't Ann check? I assumed the first thing she'd do would be to go to the hotel and check you were there and when you left. You mean she didn't check?" No," I replied, "at least not widely enough. Why should anyone check a Newcastle Hospital? There's no way she could have traced me to. No, it was too big, she must be saying, please take it out. DeShawn, though, didn't back off. "He's hurting her," I complained."Be patient," Amy said into my ear. "It's always like this at first. He's very big. But he won't stop. He never stops, no matter how much they protest at first. She'll get used to it."DeShawn leaned forward and kissed and licked Emma's ear. When she turned to look at him over her shoulder, I could see the tears on her cheek. But as he plunged his tongue into her mouth. It was not a brotherly kiss; it was a lover’s kiss.“Bro if there is anything I can do for you all you need to do is ask.”“Thanks Jayden. I will let you know.”After three days of the new drug Don appeared to be himself again. He returned to school and to his sports activity, appearing to live each day to the fullest. My life took on new meaning throwing myself into exercising and committee work. Keeping busy kept me from dwelling on ‘the what ifs’. Watching him at the nudist camp Don never lets. “You ready?” Mr. Armisen asked. Carson didn’t say a word. A short while later Armisen emerged from the bathroom, a white robe around his shoulders, a glass of wine in hand. His long, flaccid cock dangling from his hips like a sword. He furrowed his brow as he hobbled into the dimly-lit bedroom, his ankle still swollen from the fall. “Carson?” he asked. The boy was nowhere in sight. He stepped into the living room, which was almost pitch black. Suddenly, the fireplace burst into flame. And there.