I grew older, and my parents' open sexuality grew less oppressive. Was it just me beginning to grasp adult feelings for the first time, or did they ac...ually change their ways? Mom still drank, a lot. Dad took her out less often, but he went out more often. Their marriage kept degrading until I remember thinking when mom and dad had sex, it was like their fuse had blown, only the bed made a noise. I remember coming home one afternoon to find my mother slumped over the kitchen table, drooling the. Still feeling my brothers cock inside me.Mom broke the kiss and looked at me, "Would you mind if I have a turn before you milk him?" She said with such a wanting look in her eye. I couldn't say no to her. As hard as it was, I got up letting Dylan cock flop out of me. I sat on the grey sectional couch right beside as mom slipped off her panties and mounted her son. Dylan look more enthusiastic than I expected as he wrapped his hands around our mother's athletic body. She bounced on his cock much. "Anyway, Jake isn't in control of thisbody. I am. He can't replace Jack that way," I said."Have you tried to change your personality to that of a malepersonality?" Dr. Stein."Oh, I have tried. Nothing worked," I said honestly."Have you thought to transition then?" Dr. Stein asked."My parents would fry me and Jack would freak out when he returns," Isaid."How long are you willing to wait for Jack to return?"***I didn't have an answer to that question. Over summer break, I worked onmy classes.. Looking for any possible escape she saw the window as she shot the bolt in behind her in time to see the door shake on its hinges.Rushing forward she burst through the glass rolling as she hit the ground. Not wanting to turn around, she broke into a run past the bodies of the dead strewn about the front yard of the lonely mansion, her only hope was to make it to the car before her pursuer caught up to her.Blood soaked the ground and many of the bodies had been torn to pieces by what Niya knew.