In one swift motion, dad slams the phone down on my hand, making mecry out in pain."If this is broken, you're paying for it," dad says, getting out of...bedand squeezing my injured hand tight as he literally drags me back to mybedroom."AND STAY IN THERE, YOU LITTLE BASTARD!" Dad yells as I fall heavily tothe floor, tears freely flowing from my eyes. Dad slams the door, andbefore I can even move, I hear the door lock behind the angry old man.Still crying, I crawl into bed, cradling my hand and. I am only human after all. Authors Note 2: Although this fantasy can be read independently, it was written as part of a series. For full enjoyment, please read The Barbie Lez Fantasies: Week 1-57. *** Have you ever had one of those fantasies? You know, the ones that feel so real you begin to wonder if you are actually imagining them. Well, I do&hellip, because I have them all the time! Sometimes, they turn into a story, but mostly they remain trapped inside my brain. That is, until now&hellip,. “Yes, all of your many secrets are safe with me. I am very discrete and do not kiss and tell. By the way, how much does Sue know?” It’s a shame that it was not a video call, because I am sure Helena was turning a bright shade of red. However, she quickly recovered by saying, “Sue Holton and I have been best friends for forty years. Any secrets of yours that I may have accidentally told her will be safe with her.” “Does that mean we have a date tonight?” “Can you cook?” “Believe it or not, yes.. Shocked Alan almost fell off the couch. “Uh...” He started as he could only stare at the exceedingly beautiful dirty blonde. Shaking his head again he started to gain more memories. “I ... uh am having a bit of difficulty. Wait! Angelika? Mother?”The woman nodded as a small look of shock lit up her eyes. “I warned you not to expend your energy like that! Damn it Alan!! This almost killed you!”Searching as hard as he could he could feel his mind playing catch up. “It wasn’t intentional I assure.