”“You’ve found one, poppet, looking after us.”“Really?”“Yes, little one, really really.“F-for ever?”“If that’s what you want.”...he turned to look up at him as tears filled her eyes and then buried her face in his lap as she cried her heart out with relief and gratitude.Peter was stunned and sat motionless for a full minute as Penny continued to cry when he started to stroke her head gently. That went on for a further three or four minutes when the tears turned to hiccups and the odd sob. He. I read the text in the frame, dumbfounded. This is….it’s like a video game. I must be dreaming, first I get teleported to this strange place that looks like something straight out of my fantasies, and then this odd window pops up in front of me? I look away and look back again. The text is the same. If I was dreaming, it would have changed. What the hell…? It’s real. Somehow, against all odds, it’s real. I reach out to touch the window, and touch the close button. The window closes, leaving me. I deserved it, for being such a slut. i answered that i wouldn't tell and asked what did i have to do next. he responded that i had to take the pill for now on, because good girls fuck raw, and gave me the adress of a motel where i needed to go to spend the next saturday in. in a part of town where my mom said i should nether go alone, even during the day. while i was wondering what kind of make up or clothes i should put on when i will go there, he asked my age. after i answered, he just said. He and Megan had produced no children, nor had they really tried. Their relationship had been born of loneliness and convenience and familiarity. He a school teacher, she a guidance counselor. He thought it ironic that neither of their chosen professions could have predicted, nor could they now save, the dismal failure that was their marriage."Were you waiting for something?" Her question jarred Robert from his thoughts, and he shook his head to drive them away. Soon, he thought. No sense.