“Are you okay?”“Yes,” I told her.“You don’t mind me staying overnight with him this weekend do you?”“Would you stay here if I said tha... I did?”“Probably not,” she answered as she stroked my chest.“Well there you are then,” I told her.“Are you happy with Amy?”I told her that I was but I also told her that I was concerned about Amy wanting me to father a child with her. “Would that be a bad thing?” she responded.Her response surprised me.“Amy knows her own mind. She always has done. It’s one of. “No one of consequence.”“I don’t believe that.” She looked him up and down, especially at the weapons and armor he wore. “Your Essence is as strong as one of them. Strong enough to fight them and win. Yet, you know almost nothing of the world outside this cave. How is that possible?”“I honestly do not know,” he replied. “That is just one of the things I hope you can help me understand ... eventually.”“Alright,” she sighed. “What do you want to talk about?”“How about we start with that word you. " I wanted to tell him not totake my punishment but couldn't get the words out. Shaking and crying I layover the table and gripped Mickey's arms like I'd seen the others do. "Yellas much as you like but don't curse," he hissed. The first stroke hitmy right cheek and yes, I did yell. Never had I felt pain like it. My parentsonly scolded me or kept me home. Mickey struggled to hold me down and shouted, "RelaxBren." Dave's words came back to me. At the time, I believed I was beinghit unduly hard. Snatching the rough white towel down from over the shower curtain rod, I pushed open the shower curtain and started drying myself off. The loud thud from down the hall made me take off with just a beach towel wrapped around me. Turning the corner too fast into Mother’s room, my wet feet slipped and slid on the smooth bedroom floor, dumping me onto my plump ass right beside my elderly mother. ‘Damnit Daisy Mae girl, are you trying to fucking flatten me under ya lard ass?’ Mother screeched from.