”“Well, my boy, I wondered when I might see you once more,” Victor Harrelman said with a sickening smile, “and don’t you worry, you’ll be ...ell taken care of, I promise.”Another man stood beside Victor, a fat white man with a pale pallor in his features. Finch noted that the man was both wide and round, short but threatening, wearing a shabby grey decades-old track suit. He stared silently off somewhere beyond Finch’s right shoulder.Finch watched Victor quietly, heart pounding, hands once more. She noted to herself that the Viagra had definitely down its job because her uncle felt like he had a steel pole dangling between his legs. With a shit-eating grin on her innocent face she cruelly whispered into his ear, “Look’s like your wife is quite the slut Uncle Brett. She looks like she wants to fuck every man in here, many times over. Well, who knows, maybe she has already for all you know.” She continued to torment Brett with descriptions of how badly her aunt wanted to fuck a ‘real’. At sixteen I got my residency and became a doctor. I worked at the ER department. That’s when puberty finally decided to hit. I grew as tall as my dad. I gained some muscle mass but nothing too major. Fast-forward four years I turned twenty. Now things got super fun. I felt my powers returning. I could now control the mind of any individual including my own. At least now life would be more manageable. A summer morning my mom came to visit me at my house alone. Her and my dad got divorced when. My whole body convulsed at the thought of it being back. At the same time there was a soft thing going around my body. It felt almost like a feather. The combination of the two felt very weird. They were both leaving trails around my back and it confused my body so much. My body tried to arch and squirm against the pricking feeling, but at the same time it was wanting to welcome the soft feather-like thing that was being dragged across my body. All I could do was just lay there and groan out at.