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“No.” I said, trying not to choke on my shame, “In that moment I had the party 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 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 public just stopped abruptly in the threshold and gawked at Brandon while Bianca gave her amateur 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?” 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 teen 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 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. Even the good sister who tries to deny her nature is marred with the sin of her creation, and must bear the body of lecherous mutilation for all to witness her sins, say ‘amen,’ Mary.” “Amen.” Mom whimpered. “Now just because our boy is doomed to roast in a pit of agony until the end of creation, don’t mean we can’t love blowjob him, right Mary?” Dad asked. “Amen say God.” Mom cried again. “Amen say god.” Dad reaffirmed, then grinned broadly at Brandon, “Boy, do you got some stories to tell me. I want to know about every busty devil’s wench you’ve been sticking your father-given-gift into, starting with this hussy here.” Dad pointed at me, “Just what in the hell are you, girl? She sits next to me at my desk as I talk her through her errors, and she makes careful notes. Now, Evan's fingertips slid into the armholes and found his mother's bulging breast meat. She said well you did indeed rock my world, but Daisy is lost in the moment. But aren’t you forgetting, blowjob us not publishing the footage of her online is the only reason she has to continue doing what public we want!” Quite obviously she had thought of something that I had not. “Even if she teen does, and knows what it is, I can just amateur say that I rubbed one out when being alone and thinking about her. "How about now?" WOW, where had the time gone? “She's party my daughter,” he groaned. I looked and saw blood. He had to keep reminding himself that she wasn’t all the goddess that he saw before him, that she was manipulating him, using him, but his awareness didn’t stop him from obeying, albeit after setting down his sketchbook.