‘You better get up and get dressed before the nurse comes back.’ He heaved a huge sigh of regret, but did as she said. ‘That was fantastic,’ h... said, ‘but how…?’ ‘I don’t know either, but it was your brother. While you were out, he came in and gave me a long hug, and when he was done, I was well. We owe him, I owe him.’ ‘What are you saying? My brother is some kind of miracle healer:? Hell, he has to be dragged to church at Christmas and Easter,’ he declared, ignoring her last statement. ‘All I. To my relief the next morning after much pushing the ball popped out of my asshole and hit the water with a splash I cleaned it off and returned it to the toy box later and laughed to myself when I saw my little b*o playing with it!When I got to be a teenager I found out about masturbating and I also found an old soldering iron my old man had in the basement I was old fashioned and had a large thick long end with a long spike coming out the other I got some wax and melted it and coated the. There had to be a story there, he thought, and Luke liked stories.Stories were why he'd come to the city in the first place. He wanted to be a writer, and couldn't do it on his parents' farm. He needed—craved—the continuous hum of life he'd found in the city. His father had been furious, wanting Luke to keep the farm going, but Luke couldn't. As much as he loved the farm, it just wasn't in him to stay there. Never mind that his younger brother, Keith, was more than happy to run the place. As. ”“I’m here for you,” he said, almost sadly.“I appreciate that. And that’s one of my biggest fears, buddy.”“I’m scary?”“Definitely NOT scary, except for the part that one day I’ll call you and you’ll start making excuses not to talk with me and see me.”“Why would I do that?”“Oh, I dunno. One day you wake up and say ‘Tommy, you’re wasting time with a stupid whore’.”“One, you’re not stupid, and two, you’re not a whore.”“Was.”“Ain’t. Mimi, do you want to WIN this argument?”“No.” I paused for a.