But this was arson. He explained to my folksthat I might be looking at reform school for the rest of my teenageyears. Mom started crying and dad just ...hook his head and tried tocomfort her. I pretended not to be listening.Dad walked over to me while the deputy took mom into an office out of mysight. Dad sat down on a stool beyond the bars of my cell. He stared atme with a weird look. "You really screwed up this time, Joey," he said.I looked at the floor. "What's the big deal?" I answered. "It. Guitars and cars and honkytonk bars ... there had to be a song in there somewhere."Good," she said, the glare morphing into her usual beaming smile. She wrapped both arms around mine and leaned her head on my shoulder as we traversed through the gym. It was a completely female gesture that said "this guy is mine, hands off."Apparently all the other band members' girlfriends had said the same thing. I caught sight of Barry, with Melissa Saunders on his left arm. He shot me an apologetic look and. I’m going to insist that they all call each of you some version of maternal title, such as ‘mama,’ ‘mommy,’ ‘mom,’ etc. You should each have your own title or term or name for that. I, of course, will be ‘dad,’ ‘daddy,’ or ‘papa,’ if you will. They will have one father and four mothers, none of this auntie business,” I insisted, not wanting any distinction or division within the family line.“Well, bro, I love the way that you think, hon. I can’t wait for you to breed us all, so we can pop out. When he got to his room, he removed his blood soaked underpants and tried to bandage his wounds. The next few days were sheer agony since he could hardly sit down. His body gradually healed but his mind did not. He was possessed by fantasies of Dr. Dupont and had difficulty sleeping. As the next appointment approached, his confusion increased. Whenever he thought about her, he got an erection but he also felt terror. The second session was very different from the first. He arrived.