I want to, and I'm afraid.Daniel. Of me?That did it, no I am not afraid of my own son, suddenly I knew what I was going to do.Me. No, I am not afraid ...f you. Pizza again tonight, on real plates, no paper. Tonight.Daniel. You are TFAHe must have caught my drift. Now knowing something was in the works he backed off giving me the breathing room that I desperately needed. He was disappointed at dinner time to see what I was wearing, not the spandex. I smiled and ignored the hurt look on his face.. "What's the damage, Jack?" Well, laddie, that depends." Depends on what?" On how long you want to stay," he grinned.I blushed. "Well, I don't know." I looked at his sympathetic smile. "Hell, Jack, to be honest I'd as rather write the car off and be stuck here for ever." I sighed. "But I've got responsibilities elsewhere and a living to earn. How about tomorrow." Tomorrow it is." By the way, what is the problem?" A fuse."I laughed, the tears streaming down my face. It wasn't really that funny. Zoraster's smile grew wider and he laughed as the eyes of the corpse on the table popped open."Rise," Zoraster commanded the corpse.With smooth, fluid motions, the animated corpse swung its legs off the table and stood straight before Zoraster. The Archmage then stepped forward and grasped the breast of the animated creation before him. He felt soft, supple flesh, warmed by a living being's heat beneath his hand. Opening the creature's mouth, he saw moisture gathering there. The breasts rose. "Yeah, but, I mean, I don't know what's happening to me. It's like..." It's okay man, I do know what's happening to you. You're gay. You wereborn to get fucked, and fucked good. I've never seen anyone take cock likeyou." He said softly as he looked me straight in the eye. "You're gonnaneed to get fucked now, but I can't be dickin' you down everyday, you knowwhat I'm sayin'?"It wasn't a conscious thought in my mind, but the implications of his wordswere understood deep down in my soul; I was.