He is my father.“Maggie, can you do me a really big favor?”“I don’t know, Jason, I don’t buy pigs in pokes,” she said. “What?”“Well ..... see, I’d kind of like to take a weekend,” he said, staring down at the apron. “Like ... maybe this one. And I can’t unless you—”“—take the shows?” she finished for him.“Right. So, well, would you?”“This wouldn’t have anything to do with little miss Barbie, would it?” she asked in a slightly brittle tone. Over the last couple of weeks a girl had been a frequent. " The head in the picture slowly became his own face. "As you notice that you can recognize the avatar, you will also notice other changes occurring. Please take off your shirt." He thought about it and could not help but do as he was being told. He took off his shirt. The voice then instructed him to put his thumb and forefingers, of each hand, on his nipples as it searched out the brain coordinates for the sensations he would feel when he did. After a few seconds, the voice told him it had. I loved cake!"So how long have they been together?" I heard Kayla ask from the other room."A week," said Megan."A week?" Courtney sounded dismayed. "They're practically going steady." I saw them the other day during lunch," said Megan. "They were looking at each other and talking." How awful!" said Courtney."Do you think she has something on him?" said Kayla. "Like blackmail?" Don't be stupid!" said Megan."Well... ," said Kayla.I had enough! I was here for a reason. To fuck Megan and Stephanie. "Fuck!" he said. "Hell of a way to start the morning, kid." Mort said as he took another bite of his bagel. "Oh by the way," he continued. "Something arrived for you this morning while you were asleep. It's sitting out in the hallway." Arnie staggered out of the bathroom and towards the door. "Excuse me, missy" Mort said, "but I really think you should put something on first." Arnie looked down and realized that Mort was right. He grabbed a robe from the closet and opened the door. He looked.