"What? What's wrong with my eyes?" demanded John."They're blue!" she explained."Impossible!" John argued. "I have brown eyes." Not anymore," Ashley sa...d. "How do you feel?" Feel?" asked John. "I feel fine. In fact, I feel great, like I've gotenergy to spare." Well, something is happening to you," Ashley said with a worried tone."It's almost like I can see your changing. I think we should get back tothe house." Honestly, I don't feel bad at all," John argued. "In fact, I am reallyenjoying this. ”He heard the click of a landline phone connecting. “Hello, Carter.”“Hi Mom ... Dad ... I ... I have something to tell you about Valerie.”“What is it?” his mother asked. “You’re not breaking up, are you?”“No. Nothing like that. I thought you should know ... Valerie has a mental condition ... she’s been diagnosed with paranoid schizophrenia.”“Oh, my God,” his mother exclaimed. “When was that?”“When she was fourteen.”“She’s been getting treatment?”“Of course. She’s been on an anti-psychotic for. Whenever she comes to me while I am working on my pc, she used to put her arm on my shoulder and she used to be so close to me while looking at my pc. Her body scent is mesmerising. It used to feel the warm air when she breaths out. Her hair would fall on me. That was so hard to control. Then one weekend we thought of catching a movie. Winter soldier was just released then.Next day, around 5 in the afternoon I took a bus to theatre while she took a cab from her place. We watched the movie and. This was a private moment and I really shouldn’t be here, I should have left and closed the door behind me, but I couldn’t move, I was rooted in the no man’s land between the landing and Tom’s bedroom. His hand moved slowly; one moment massaging his surprisingly impressive, shaven ball-sack, before cupping the exposed head and drawing the foreskin over his swollen pink helmet. His cock was lovely, beautiful even. Not too big, but nice, perfect. A cock that I imagined you could actually enjoy.