His mother’s eyes widened as the welt quickly shrunk down only leaving the handprint until that too faded, within a few moments the skin of his arm ...as as pristine and unblemished as before. “It doesn’t even hurt anymore,” he said.“That’s amazing, Kal! But don’t do that again, I hate seeing my boy hurt even if it is only for a second,” she said taking his arm and running her hands over where the mark had been.“I would have shown you the shield, but my room is kind of small,” he felt foolish for. She was relieved to see Jason take his place behind her. No doubt he’d taken his cue from a couple of primes and seconds at the other end of the bar. The bartender, a short man with a black bowtie on his white shirt came over.“Evening, Ms. Rachel,” he said, “the usual?”“Yes, Paul, thank you,” she said. A minute later, the man put a glass of blended scotch poured over two ice cubes in front of her on top of a coaster. “If Mr. Norman’s in, ask if he can give me a few minutes,” she said as she. A long, arduous year that had left both Cherie and I longing for something else. How Cherie had coped I didn't like to think about. She cut her arms up after her mother died, sliced herself up with a razor blade. To see my daughter do that to herself had caused me so much pain. She did it a few times and then had stopped. She took to smoking for a while, then spent one month virtually in and out of the house whenever she felt like it, but eventually she stood by me. She had helped me to live,. It’s not time yet.’ Bree breathed, panic starting in her eyes and began to push at his chest. As he slid out to the head he whispered very softly. ‘I love you.’ Bree froze then. She stopped pushing him and her eyes calmed down. She bit her lip and then whispered. ‘Say it again….when you get all the way in baby.’ Michael nodded and again began to ease his way into her. As he got deeper, he got lower on her body. Bree was breathing hard now as inch by inch he was stretching her in places she.