I remember very well your reply, how verygallant it was. 'You're my wife now,' you said. 'My very own wife, andI want your happiness above everythin... else. Even above my own. I wantto be everything to you! So ask me anything. Your least whim is mycommand.'I lifted my face, but only for a moment. "I said that?" I asked. "I'msure I meant it." You did. It sounded a little pompous, I must say, but I never doubtedyour sincerity! And you did mean it, you really did, and I knew it, andI have. All her lack of emotion these last couple of months appeared to have returned in a single second. She literally fell to the floor sobbing.I had to take the phone from her, which she still had clutched in her hand. The officer gave me the details. Our son had been involved in an car crash.My son had gone to a friend's house after school that day and as they were bringing him home, another car ran a red light and smashed into the side of their car. They were being taken by ambulance to the local. But it was blurred. Whenevr i tried to look directly at it my eyes couldn't focus on the strange flying thing. a vague light shimmered and sprakled from it as it hovered just before my face, rising and dipping rhythmically in the air. The smell of flowers wafted into my nostrils and I almost sneezed. What the fuck was this thing? Distant strains of lilting pipe music seemed to come from nowhere, always at the edges of my senses. I was dazed, mesmerised by the smell, the sight and the sound of. Mom started to moan. Dad was focused on me sucking mom tits not my lower part fucking mom.Po: Aahh!Dad: What is it, honey?Po: He has teeth now, he is not a baby. He bit me.Mom started to moan due to my fucking in low sound. She controlled herself. But couldn’t maintain her control she slipped a big sound.Dad: What happened?Mom recovered fast and made a lie in a sec.Po: Nothing honey I was just humming a song I heard in today.I can’t believe my mom was a fast thinker. Dad stopped recording.