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“So it’s my fault?!” Brandon snapped. “No.” I said, amateur trying not to choke on my shame, “In that moment I had the choice to save Willowbud, or let her die. When you touched me, it was no choice at all. I didn’t want her to have another chance with you. You’re mine.” “Good Mother.” Arby tits snorted from his chair. I hardly registered he was there. I just stared at Brandon, bearing myself openly to him, hoping that he could forgive me. I wasn’t sure if I could forgive myself, but then again, I wasn’t sure if I needed to. As long as I had him, it didn’t matter. Holy shit, you are pathetic, Angela . “God, you’re fucked up.” Brandon sighed, dropping his head between his shoulders, “Oh God, why do I always stick my dick in crazy? Why can’t I just have a nice girl?” “You resurrected your twin sister from the dead so that you stick your dick in crazy.” I laughed sadly, running a comforting hand through his hair, “I don’t think you get to blame God for this one.” There was the sound of annoyed conversation just out the window. Bianca was arguing with someone, then that someone started yelling, then Bianca tried placating them with an apologetic, yet resolute tone. There was a loud knock on the door, then the growls and heaves of a struggle, then the door burst open, and my parents came barging in with Bianca rushing after them. Brandon’s jaw slackened, my jaw slackened, and Arby looked slightly amused. My parents didn’t even acknowledge me. They just stopped abruptly in the threshold and gawked masturbation at Brandon while Bianca gave her god a very sorry look. “Well fuck me sideways and call me ‘Twisty.’” Dad exclaimed in his thick accent, “Our son is a bonafide heathen idol.” Dad wrapped an arm around my stunned mother, then, being the classy guy that he was, grabbed his nuts, “I guess I have some devil juice in the family jugs, now who would’a thought?” “Brandon?” girl Mom said in her meek voice, “Is it true?” “Well o’ course it’s true, Mary; do you think Brandon here could manage to get this statuesque negress if he was anythin’ but one o’ the devil’s own?” Dad cackled, gesturing to the blushing Bianca behind him, “Looked to be about two dozen o’ ‘em flyin’ in from Drastin, or whatever the fuck Drastin is now. Hey Brandon, did you have anythin’ to do with that pussy shit? Ho-lee fuck that was a show!” “Brandon, what’s happening?” Mom was on the verge of hysterics, “Yesterday we got the news that the heathen idols had returned, and that you were one of them! I told everyone it couldn’t be true, I told everyone this was all a lie spun by Tera, that whore, and then...” Mom put her head in hands. “…then the whole fuckin’ world went to shit in about thirty seconds!” Dad cackled, slapping his knees, “Was that the good sister Julia Gendian? I read about her. I like her. Good god-fearin’ woman with a solid moral compass, she is, or he, or whatever the fuck it is. Got a cock bigger than a moose’s, but an ego smaller than a lamb’s. I bet she got sick of all the sinnin’ happening in them walls, and decided to just wash it all away! Burn the heretics with fire, that’ll show ‘em! Glad you got out though, son.” “And this nymph girl, Night Eyes?” Mom lamented, tears in her eyes, “Is it true? Are you fornicating with her? She has… she has a penis, Brandon! Not only is this out of wedlock, but it’s homosexual, it’s… unnatural! ” “Oh, don’t worry your sweet heart, Mary.” Dad said, pulling Mom close, and kissing the top of her head, “Our son’s the devil’s spawn, just like them other two. They all engage in amoral debauchery because ‘tis their nature. She nodded eagerly like the child he remembered her as, only the look in her eyes was the hunger of a woman as she took his thumb into her mouth and sucked it softly. I went to the bathroom to tits pee and wash up. The female had again shrank back into a corner curling into a ball. When I took her cocktail out to her, “Someone tells me that it’s your afternoon off in a bit, what do you do with yourself, anything special, if you don’t mind pussy my asking?” As an ass man I couldn't miss the distinct odor of ass, now that caught my attention. “Worry not, I am perfectly amateur fine,” Nimue replied, managing a smile. He also got extensive use out of the cattle prod. I shampooed her hair and rinsed her off. I told her a little more firmly come masturbation eat. Urges?” She looks at Tyler, in wonder as to what he means. I took it girl and settled the band on my forehead. I walked out of the bedroom and to my delight I was greeted by the sight of my daughter’s beautiful backside. I pull even harder, and now there’s a touch of pain in her eyes, but she doesn’t protest.