I had stopped tohelp a girl, who turned out to be Allison, when I had been hit by atruck, which I had learned was being driven by Allison's attacker.I...didn't understand it, but that seemed to be the situation I was in.The Allen residence was a nice one, in a upper-middle classneighbourhood. Along the way, my new mother took the time to show meseveral places to help "jog" my memory, as they all believed that wasthe reason why I couldn't remember Allison's past.One of the stops we made was the. “Does this help?” she asked. She rubbed up-down a few times and stopped to begin pushing into my anus with her fingers.She spoke to Sylvia who was watching the goings on. Gesturing, “Do you have any, you know?” Then it felt like her fingers were greasy, maybe, and she pushed more. “You see?” She was speaking to both Sylvia and I, bringing it to Sylvia’s attention. “You’re pushing out to let me in.” “What?” “Instinctively you’re pushing your anus out, right? You aren’t even thinking about it.. " Absolutely. I love Kari too much to let anything bad happen to her." Then I don't have to worry," Allen smiled. "Thank you, Jeff. I'm glad we had this talk." I'm just glad it didn't turn out like in my nightmares last night."Allen laughed. "We'll leave that one for when you come to me to ask for her hand in marriage. Now get out of here. If I know my daughter, I'm sure she's missing you already."Jeff stood up, and in much better spirits he shook Allen's hand again then left the room. He. But it is said by more than one." Creepy," Adam said."Most find it intriguing," Anya mentioned."I find it intriguing," Walt mentioned from next to Adam."Yes, but you're a freak," Adam told his friend with a smile."There is that," Walt admitted. Anya laughed at the pair."So have you thought about trying to come back here?" Adam asked."I wish I could stay," Anya confessed. "But I do not think it is possible. I must go to Las Vegas on Monday and to Miami after that. I am already scheduled to.