.. but I'm quite prepared to stand beside you. Meet someone, and fall in love? Already have. Got a mirror? You'll see him staring back at you. Get mar...ied? Shit, my experiences with marriage are no hell. My mother married my Dad, and where the fuck is she now? Goddamned if I can tell you! My point is, I need you to always be my Dad. But after last night, I need you as a lover, as well. If you think I'm gonna give that up without a fight, your shorts are too tight!" she answered in her most. She made her way back up my body with a massive smile on her face and weboth held each other giggling, all the oppression in a place like this yetso much pleasure to be had if you found it. The months passed quickly and my belly grew bigger and bigger but so didSarah's she was beginning to look huge and I wasn't far behind her I startedwondering what was going to happen with us once she had had her baby and wastaken home would I ever see her again I loved her so much and the nights wespent. It was also where my parents were buried. I was going to pass it by when I caught a glimpse of a lantern and heard the ringing of hammers on stone. I veered into the graveyard.There were two men there. Their weapons were laid aside but their uniforms showed me they were Ironsides. The sounds were the result of them methodically shattering each tombstone as they reached it. I was so dumbfounded by this senseless action that I stepped into the feeble glow of their lanterns."Excuse me. May I be. Long live the king,” I said dryly before getting up and leaving.“Hey Marcus, what’s up?” my sister asked, surprised to see me standing in the doorway. Emily was a year younger than me and a Junior. She had my mom’s blond hair, but it was mixed with my dad’s dark hair gene.“Do you know anyone at school who could sell me some pot?” I asked, nearly scaring her with how blunt I was.“What? No! And you shouldn’t be smoking that stuff, it’s bad for you!”“Oh cut the shit, Em! It’s goddamn marijuana,.