Before she went home, she walked up to Dill to and said "Hey Dill, thanks for inviting me to your movie night, I am so ready for it", "I know right, i... took a while to finally convince my parents to let me do this." Dill replied. "So what movies are we gonna watch?" Christy asked, "You'll see when it comes" Dill answered. Christy wasn't mad when he said that because he tried to make a lot of things they did together as a surprise.School ended and Christy immediately raced home so she could pick. I told her everything. I told her I knew that if she ever found out what I’d done, what I was still capable of doing, she would never look at me the same again, and that added a deeper pain to my already heavy heart. When I was done talking, I buried my face in her bed and sobbed.Emotionally and physically drained by the long days of watching my wife waste away before my eyes and the confession I’d just made to her unconscious form my tears stopped as I felt her hand on the top on my head. As I. "Ohh, that's nice... very nice," Connie sighed. "Give me a kiss, babe."She turned her head and was greeted by Becky's hungry mouth, which pressed eagerly into hers. The 32-year-old single mother whimpered as her daughter's tongue darted between her parted lips, the young girl's kiss filled with more passion than Connie had ever received from a lover."Do you want to, baby?" Connie asked as she gently broke away, gazing into her daughter's eyes.Becky nodded, taking her mother's hands in her own,. "What is this?" I asked, slightly nonplussed."My dancers," Darryl replied, looking up from a second binder. "You wanna ask about getting' a piercing, only makes sense to ask somebody who's got one, right?" He started flipping through his binder again."Yeah," I allowed, following the logic. "But what are these for?" I pressed, waving the binder."Avoiding complications," was the terse reply. Darryl saw my expression and continued without prompting. "Look -- what was your name again? Linnea?" I.