I sense he is watching me doing it to him, looking down I see his eyes focussed in a dream like passion, his mouth stretched and full of me, his jaws ...oving gently as I feel his deep sucking motion. I want to enjoy him so very much and knowing he is watching I do my best to make it as thrilling as I can for him, seeing his reaction as I wrap my tongue around his crimson plum, soaking it with my saliva, it tastes so good as I get him going to a point of no return, I know he will shoot soon, all. “The incubus is attached to the person, not the place,” I replied.“The person seems to be both of us.” He shook his head.“We need to stick together and fight this thing,” I said.We decided to go whole-hog. I went to the nearest Catholic church and snagged some holy water. The priest was kind and told me to come back if it didn’t work. He may have thought I was deranged. I got sage and salt from Walgreens. I even bought incense and a dreamcatcher from the import store. The woman at the store. Saying sex was evil and all that other bullshit.”Grandpa changed the subject. “Well, young lady, are you on birth control?”“No, we learned some stuff in sex education class but it was mostly about abstinence and horrible diseases. Some of the older girls explained about ‘safe days’ in our cycle so that is what we have done.”Grandpa looked at her, “Your uncle got started during the so-called safe days. We used to call it Vatican Roulette because the Catholic Church said it was the only kind of. I could always tell so much from your voice. And now. There's just something there." Perceptive as ever. You can still read me like a book." So what is it?" I just," she paused, gathering her thoughts. "I just miss you, that's all. I miss that we always used to do everything together. I miss cooking with you, shopping with you. I guess I just long for the past. Speaking to you brings it all back." Tell me about it," he replied. "D'you know what I dreamt about after you called me last time?".