There was a bit of an argument as to who would remain in possession of the book.Sending chills down his spine, his mother said, “My husband will rea... this to me.”“You can’t do that,” Sean said turning green.Suzie nearly passed out when her mother said, “I want a photocopy so that my husband can read it to me.”“I know. We’ll have our husbands take turns reading it to us,” Sean’s mother said with a wicked grin.“Not that! You don’t know what will happen,” Suzie said.Mrs. Emery said, “We could. Fuck meharder!"(Did I mention we love dirty talk? Because we do.)I do. I speed up. I don't know how she did it, how she grew this. ButI don't care anymore. The three weeks of separation. The blood rushingto my heads as she worked me up with her body. The countless times we'vefucked with reckless abandon. This is just another boundary we'recrossing. I've fooled around with a guy back in high school; it's justbeen years. I'm just not used to this. I can get used to this.For the first time. ”“I’m sorry I put you in a position to be hurt,” Joseph told her. “We lost many good people today.”“It was necessary,” Julia said as she took a seat beside him. “I wanted to ask you something.”“Of course,” Joseph replied.“The boy from this morning,” Julia continued. “I’ve looked for him and I can’t find him. I wanted to see how he is doing. What became of him?”Joseph looked at the ground and let out a long breath.“He’s dead,” he answered almost in a whisper.“You killed him?” Julia gasped.“No,. I do not care or take care of you. I heard this before. And there are some friends that know this to be true. And the mask is still there laughing and cursing me. I can no longer focus, everything is a blur. “Take my hand for the moment.” The masked woman began. “But only for the moment- for in life there are no guarantee’s” If this was meant as a forewarning of some apocalyptic event that is meant to tear me a sunder- I am not afraid. For I only fear what lies beneath the mask. She searched.