Wo boli k der kis baat ki he mene bola k me chahta hu k me tumhe achhe se chodu isliye ek alag sa kamra ho jisme hum do achhe se chudai kar sake…Fir...me usko lekar dusare kamre k bedd pe gaya waha mene usko leta k uske upar chad gaya or uske boobs dabane laga wo kafi garam ho gayi thi or aawaje nikal ne lag mjhe chodo raaj aaj tum jese chaho wese chodo raaj.Me b josh me uske sare kapde nikal fenke or apne b utar diye.Or uske boobs se lekar uski gaan uski thiges or uskinkamar chus liya..Fir usko. My concerns were minimal, my curiousities unbounded. I had friends, but shared little with them beyond the pleasures of chasing after a ball, and kicking it into a net. My teachers permitted my silent, private nature. My parents gave me gentle affection and respect; feeding my body in the dining room, my heart in the music room, my mind in the library.Time flew by; I read books from higher shelves. I played more complex music, mastering a multiple tempo piece, four four by my left hand, three. I would like to try something tonight and I have a confession to make. I know you have files for all of your pets to track their likes and dislikes, and mine are not completely accurate.”I raised my eyebrow in confusion as she looked down at her lap and continued. “When I asked to become your father’s pet thirteen years ago I asked him for one concession in my contract that was never written down. I was horribly afraid to try anal sex, and he promised me that he would never take me that way. Let me be your mother and let us sleep besideeach other. I need this to remember you as my onlyson." But, what do..." Mikey started to object, confused.What did his mother mean?"Shh h." She put his hand over his mouth and kissed himon the forehead. "Come with me." Taking his hand shestood up and helped him to his feet. Hand in hand theywalked to the hall and toward her room."Mom," Mikey said, letting go of her hand. "I'm goingto go grab a glass of water. I'll be right in."His Mom smiled in.