“But you speak truly. I cannot permit your return to Marindar while Junius is still alive. I have no doubt that you would oppose him but I cannot ri...k your capture. If he is like me, Junius is still flailing blindly because the situation he saw was not truly the one that existed. It took me almost a year and a half before I finally saw through the façade to what was beneath. I cannot permit you to speed that process along – willingly or unwillingly. You took a great risk in returning here even. Then I just stared at the floor, while apologizing again. I knew all hours of effort that I had put into everything was very obvious. I couldn't just say I was just trying on a sundress. I tried to think of anything that would take away from how I looked. I told him Ricky said I could stay at the house. He tells me I don't need to apologize for anything, and that he knew I was staying in the house. And that his truck broke down a few towns away, that's the only reason for coming home early. He. I brought the ukelele I had given to him and put it on his bed. Through sheer determination, he had learned the notes to Twinkle Twinkle Little Star, and for about a month he would serenade Mom and Dad, while I backed him on guitar. I told him we would be in a band some day and be rich and famous. But, he never regained consciousness. I would be at the hospital for hours. I would stay with Chip until I couldn’t take it, then roam the halls. The nurses kind of adopted me, and one day they did. I love it in my hand. I love it in my mouth and I love it buried deep inside of me. I love it in my pussy and I love it in my ass. I want for you to understand that. You thrill me in so many ways. Now stand still a minute.” As I stood there you splashed warm water over me and gently used your hands to wash off my cock. Of course, the more you touched it the more ridged it became. After you had decided that it was properly cleansed you said, “Oh look!” Again you looked up at me as you stroked.