Almost on tiptoes I tripped forward to join their tryst. In comparison to her delighted little squeals and his caveman grunting I was silent, almost u...able to breathe. With an inclination of his head he ordered me round to where he stood and whilst I did so he made his girlfriend gasp by withdrawing his erection from her bum. Watching closely, I saw a name tattooed on her bum in cursive script – Vikki – and assumed it was her name. It was then also I realised he’d been applying a condom, not. He struggles and jerks unconsciously. His blood flowbegins to slow its insistent pressure. It's not his blood anymore.Slowly, his heart and lungs begin to accept their new fate. They are notthe sources of his life force anymore. They are merely relay stationshelping me pump my nutrients into him. With a quiet stutter, his lungsand heart relax as they are not needed anymore. We are one now. We aremother and daughter."Shh, my child," I whisper in an effort to calm him. "You said you. "I can hear that too."The girl blanched and shook her head. "We've known each other since we were this high. I may love him. I'm not sure, not sure about anything." She stood, wringing her hands. "I'm just not sure. Poor Billy. What can we do?" Anne felt tears welling up.The old lady rang a small bell and told her maid to have the carriage brought around. "Fetch my shawl and get my cane. We are going into town." Anne helped her stand. "Let's see if we can rescue Billy, bring him home." She. " Thank you sir, I love you so much." But back to the fucked up reality. It only got worse as my grandparents died. If they hadn't lived with us I don't know what I would have done but they were they only unconditional love I had any experience with. I kept getting better and better at making my parents lives a living hell." They were disgusted when I went to school and majored in Theater, but by that point I was already earning my own money and living on my own. When I dropped out of school.