I know this might be hard for you to understand, but I still love you mother.” No words would come, but the hate and anger was slowly coming back. W...at was really going on was I being played, not just by my mother, but by my father too?“Baby I need you to listen to every word that I’m about to say, this might be the most important talk that the three of us will ever have. First you need to know that your mom and I love you more then anything, maybe even more then life itself. I never wanted to. It was probably a good thing that everything was closed. I really didn't want to walk the street or go knocking on doors, so I began looking for something to substitute for cock.I found it in Marty's flashlight. While Marty slept peacefully beside me, I used the flashlight for something I doubt the manufacturer covered in his directions. I was already lubricated, so it took very little additional stimulation to dilate my muscles enough to work the slightly larger flashlight inside me. My public. Well, I do agree with you, but-"Yeah, yeah. We physically don't have hands. Quit reminding me."Since you're literally just Dialogue personified, I don't see how you could forget that fact."Oh, well sor-ry. Not all of us are uber-coherent Narrators."Coherent? Huh... I think that's the closest thing to a compliment that I've ever gotten from you."Oops, I misspoke. What I meant to say was: Go fuck yourself."That's better."So, what are we doing here?"More Master PC stuff, only with shorter. What does your flesh there feel like? Smooth, hairless, softer I guess, than most men. Are you firmer than me, or softer? What will I find as I kiss my way further down, down to the special area just above your legs? Are you trimmed, or shaved down there? How much, if any hair, do you have? Is it soft and short, long enough to run my fingers through as I drape them around and between your legs and into your slit. What do you taste like? The same saltiness of a man’s, cum? No, more like my own.