Legs crossed, right knee locked tightly over left, handat my throat. As his words push, and push, as he leans, more urgent now,across the tiny table, ... know that I will not. He knows this too. Knowswhat I see: Desire that wants to take, to hold; desire that's enflamedwhen first denied, that sees the game of show and chase and burns tochase, so that blood pounds and vision reddens, so that the quickenedpulse engorges. Not my desire. Not mine. But his.Desire wanting and denied sharpens the edges. "I saw her smile at that suggestion. She liked the idea of being active again.I did the magic that would reduce their ages at the rate of a month a day. I also did some safety back ups in case this is too hard on their bodies. I also made sure Mom would see like she used to, but gradually. This would take months. Okay, three years before she would have full sight, but if she got her sight back too quickly she would be blinded by the increased light going to her brain. I also fixed their other. It wasn't long before his fingers slid down my ass crack to touch and massage my pussy lips through the small patch of panty fabric. I resisted when Jason tried to turn me over to massage other parts. I needed to pee but it wasn't an urgent need. But if Jason wanted to do other things I'd have to get up first and I just wanted to lie here, stretch and relax under the massage my ass cheeks were enjoying. However, Jason definitely wanted to do other things. I fluffed up my pillow to raise my head. “Let’s wait a bit,” Mom said. “But either way, we’re going to call the clinic in Columbus first thing and see if we can check her in tomorrow. We both have the day off.”“Mike, are you OK?” Dad asked.I shook my head, “No. Not even close. I just need to sleep, I think. Suddenly, I have no energy.”“It’s the adrenaline wearing off, Peter,” my mom said to my dad. “Whatever happened, they both got extremely emotional.”“What did you do, Mike?” Dad asked.“Called her on something she said to me the.