”“That’s the whole point,” holly replied. “Mascara– especially the cheap stuff like this– will run when you cry. You end up with big dar... splotches running down your face... or whatever.”“I don’t get it,” I said.“How else,” she continued, “can the audience know that you are actually crying and not just yelling in pleasure?”“Oh,” I said. Then it hit me. “Are we going to be on stage tonight?”Holly laughed. “We will be part of the featured entertainment,” she said, continuing to laugh. “I wonder. He's a rock that one and..." And that exactly is the problem," I said. "That's exactly what I was talking about. I'm lying here in a hospital bed with stitches and broken bones and a cracked skull, yet somehow you manage to turn the conversation around to Alvin Jr." Dad maybe this is all Mom's fault," I said. "Maybe she just forgot to tell you that you had two sons. If it eases your mind, I had a DNA test done. Mom didn't cheat on you. I really am your son." He looked at the floor and didn't. Andwhat about your belly? Arms? Tights? Your very throat is open to anyblade to cut it." Oh, my," Earon said with his best condescending voice. "Have you neverheard of secondary armor rating synergies? You poor lads." Secondary what?" the warrior asked."Secondary. Armor. Rating. Synergies," Earon repeated slowly. "You neverheard of them? Let me explain. Have you ever witnessed someone in a heavyarmor, like in full-plate, whose defense was breached? Yet they're woundoddly shallow. That's thanks. "Okay, Jodie. You're my slut for the next twenty-four hours," I said. Jodie smiled and held my right hand. "Let's get started," she said then walked me out of the living room. Jodie walked me into our TV room and I felt that I was in a dream. I was scared that I would wake up any second. I didn't. "I can't believe you want to do this," I said to Jodie while I walked her to our Futon. "I know, but to be honest, I've always had a fantasy of having your fuck me," she said. Hearing Jodie say that.