”Jonathon sighed sadly. “A man cannot hide from his past forever – not even my brother, and it hurts him now I know, he is aware that something ...s missing – or broken, and it bothers him.” He pushed himself up against his pillows and then sat back feeling the fatigue of such a little action, allowing the document that he was holding to slip from his grasp. “It’s time to jog his memories, I think.”“How do you even know that those memories are still there ... perhaps they were wiped rather than. Like a moth drawn to the flame his eyeswidened as he considered copying his younger sisters'privileges and stealing a special little treat from thosegorgeous tantalising pink fountains.Sissy recognised the boy's fascinated expression andsquirmed helplessly as she tried to twist over to face thewall and block off his approach. It was a hopeless attempt.Because her corset was still loose, Sissy's back was simplynot strong enough to turn over and heave her splendid titsout of reach.Sissy's tiny. Older than she looked; seems about 17 at first glance but maybe early 20s.”He looked out the window for a second. “Pogo, don’t kill them if you don’t have to.”I didn’t answer that. I try not to make false promises, even implied ones.The pain pills caught up to him about then, so after a few minutes, I headed out to find a place to stay for a couple weeks or so.House hunting is a pain in the ass. Even when you are looking in a somewhat crappy neighborhood there are usually too damn many. Watched by a woman while sodomized! Wow! Am I turning into a pervert, or what?It turned out that it wasn't that hard to make friends with Jim. All Mandy had to do was go slow, really slow, and not be pushy. Jim was really a very lonely person, just as she had suspected. He may have had an active sex life, but he had no one he could talk to. No real friends. It was kind of sad, really.February 28.I like her! She's soft and gentle in a way that makes me yearn for ... mothering, or something..