The phrase always sounded new, like she hasn’t asked me that everyday since I came home from my first day of kindergarten.‘Yeah, mom. Got ...y Physic’s quiz back, got an 89,’ I said, straining to keep my voice casual and light. ‘Did Tammy call?’‘No, Dane, wasn’t she in school today?’ my mother then did look at me, her face full of motherly concern. I pulled the long coat tighter. ‘You okay? You look a little flushed. You better not be. I couldn’t help it, I was a weak man, and I was starting to cry again. It all seemed so unfair. Alicia and I were perfect for each other. We had both been alone in the world, had found each other, and enriched each other’s lives more than we ever expected. And now this! ‘Listen Phillip, I know this is hard for you, but you’ve got to be strong for me. It’s conceivable that at some point, I will not be able to make decisions. You’re going to need to make them for me. I know it’s difficult, but we. ..Glurgh."A vivid red liquid bubbled down her mouth, curving down her chin and dropped on his chest. Blood. He only now noticed the tip of a sword showing between her breasts. She dropped to the side and his cock did the same as he saw the figure standing behind her. That horrible face accompanied by the sweet voice it wielded, like a constant poking to one's sanity."Ah, sorry boss dozed off, you alright? Bitch had you on the floor. Good thing she was distracted, eh?" Grin splitting his face in. I gazed at the mirrors and let my imagination run wild. Would my eyes be graced with a similar view when I watched him with Barbie? Uh-huh. She'd be moaning and groaning, and pulling him to her, and I'd egg them on. Talk dirty. "Fuck her," I'd say. "Drive it home! Fuck her brains out!" Maybe I'd lick and suck and play with her breasts while he fucked her. I'd kiss Jason passionately, and then Barbie, watch them kiss each other, perhaps reach between them and caress Barbie's clit, or fondle his.