"The images that just flooded my brain...I'll never be the same again,mother!" I didn't tell you to look into the future and your conception, honey!Th...t was your doing, not mine," I giggled."So...how far into the future, mom?" Is there anything else you needed, honey?" I asked, blatantly ignoringher last question.We stared at each other for another full minute."No...I guess there isn't. I'll see you tomorrow morning, mother," shereplied in a neutral tone as she stood and began walking toward. Rifle in hand, Vincent got up and advanced toward the remaining three. "Release her at once," he said to them as he pointed his rifle in the general direction of the trio.His boldness seemed to surprise them. It was also evident that they were now afraid of him after having witnessed what had happened to their dead comrade. They remained motionless for a few seconds, as if their slow brains were trying to process the information that their senses were registering.Suddenly one of them began to. I could have done worse. They could havejust neutered me and had me serve the purple robes. I hate thosebastards, like everyone else, so I'm glad that didn't happen.I'm also thinking that I like that plump little girl in the mirror. Shehas a friendly body, comfortable, cushy. You could get on top and stayfor a while, and later on, I bet that girl could cook up one deliciousdinner. She looks like a cook.And she is me. Damn. My mind is starting to break a little bit. I'm nother; I'm still me.. “Hello?”“Hello”, a very familiar said. “Do you remember me?”“Y-yes, hang on.”“Sorry babe, it’s my boss.”, i said to Susan and walked out of the room to the bathroom, which I locked.“Hi”, I said nervous. “Eeehm.”“So, are you ready to be fucked like the bitch you are?”“Y-y-yes”, I stuttered.“Y-yes what?”, the voice of the man said.“Ehm, yes, I’m ready to be fucked like the bitch I am.” A long pause followed, after which I said When?”“This evening, 7 PM. You know the place. Be there”, the voice.