"Just don't scratch the paint."I got him the keys and they left. Pharaoh was looking at the few Honda family photos around the living room. I felt unc...mfortable in the loose pants and no shirt I'd been wearing for two days and expended the energy to dress. I combed my hair, which Anzu was right, needed a trim. I took a rest and then went to the bathroom and brushed my teeth."None of that was necessary you realize." He said when I finally settled on the futon. "I preferred seeing you half. She hadn’t so much as looked at him. She just continued to stare at the back of the seat in front of them. Josh finally found his voice, “Where are you taking us?”“Don’t worry about it, kid. Just sit back and relax. Play with those fun bags. Hell, use ‘em if you want.”Josh’s mom always loved showing off her cleavage. The way she dressed, her boobs seemed ready to pop out of her clothes at any given moment. Josh had often hoped that they would. What he would have given...What? No. He would never. ‘Don’t worry Michael, everything is going to be fine, I just have all this energy I just need to let out,’ she said teasingly as she pushed him onto the bed on his back. He laid back on the bed his hands cuffed behind him and grinned wryly. This was going to be interesting, he would like to see where she went with it. ‘So what are you going to do with me?’ he asked slyly. ‘Just lay back and watch,’ she said with a purr pushing him down on the bed, her nails raking over his chest. He shuddered. I know they’re important to him, and for a long time I’ve suspected they helped give him a reason for living.”“Then that concern is easy to deal with, because he told me before he left this was his last operation. He also said if he could’ve done this any other way he wouldn’t have gone on this one. He said he was tired, but I think it was more than that. I think he now has something else to live for, and that’s you and the baby.”“Hawk, that’s good to hear, but I don’t even know for certain if.