«J-Jacey... I don’t know if I should be happier that you fucked with so much passion... or worried. I know you hate it when I get paranoid... but you almost made it feel like a goodbye fuck,» Veronica murmurs shyly. She’s probably afraid I’ll snap at her like I do every ti she questions my intentions and my love for her.
I swear, this ti I’ll actually lose my shit if she cos out with sothing like, «I can understand that it might be hard for you to beco a father so young, so maybe it’s better if you go live your life with a woman more suited to you.» She won’t get away with just a sore asshole!
To be honest, she’s perfectly right about the goodbye fuck — even if the reason obviously isn’t that I’m afraid of taking responsibility for the baby she’s carrying.
It’s not even six in the morning, and yet my head is already twelve hours ahead — the ti Kimberly and I agreed on for our last eting, before we go get ourselves killed by John and his n. Tonight’s plan is simple: dinner together, a walk sowhere, and then, deep into the night, assault John’s villa. If I’m going to die anyway, I at least hope I’ll manage to fuck her.
Yeah, I made that vow that I’d never touch a woman other than Veronica again, but back then I didn’t know how things were going to turn out. If I really have to die, at least I’ll do it by giving in to this craving I’ve carried ever since the first ti I saw her.
«No, Mom, don’t worry — everything’s fine.»
We’re lying on the double bed, chest to chest, with her huge tits as my pillow. I massage her back and she massages mine, while my cum drips out of every one of her holes.
«You woke up at four in the morning to make love to — that’s never happened before. You always waited until the alarm went off before you started grinding on to keep from falling back asleep — because you didn’t want going to work sleepy. But this ti you woke up much earlier than usual. It’s obvious sothing’s wrong, otherwise you would’ve just jerked off to our videos like you usually do when you get horny at a ti when I’m not available...»
«I’m telling you again — everything’s fine. I’m just... a bit lost in thought,» I murmur, licking and kissing her bare breasts, pressed against my mouth.
«What’s bothering you, my son? You know perfectly well that whatever the problem is, if I can help you, I’ll do it gladly.»
I shake my head slightly.
«Nothing... let’s just say it’s a thought I’ve had since yesterday. At school, during philosophy class, we talked about free will and the weight of our choices. Yeah, I know it’s absurd that I’m thinking about sothing like that at six in the morning, but it’s a topic that really struck and made reflect. So, well... I’d like to talk about it with you. If you want to, of course...»
Veronica’s face lights up with joy.
«Of course I want to! Actually, it’s been years since you asked for sothing like that! Aaah... this takes back to when you were still a sweet little ten-year-old boy. Until then, the orphanage had been your whole world and you didn’t know anything about how things worked in the city. Everything you saw was new to you and you bombarded with questions about anything and everything. I won’t deny that sotis I miss that curious little Jacey who was amazed by everything and always looked to his mom for advice and explanations. I’m all ears, my son.»
Damn... so much ti has passed that I don’t even rember the things she’s telling . They must’ve been really happy monts, and I guess they fed the endless love I feel for her too.
«Mom... have you ever had to make a decision that helped one person but destroyed another at the sa ti?»
Veronica gives a small smile.
«Jacey... you rember what I do for a living, right? Making decisions that upset soone for the good of the company I run is basically a CEO’s job.»
Yeah, she’s right, actually. And she’s also the best at her job — I’m sure she’ll be able to help make the best decision about this whole Monster Slayer and John Hardley situation. Sure, I agreed to help Kimberly, but only so I could walk out of her place on my own two legs. I can still change my mind.
«What I’m about to ask you might seem like a sort of stupid question... but answer seriously, okay? It’s a problem in my philosophy textbook that I still can’t find an answer to, and I really want your help.»
Veronica nods enthusiastically and I keep going.
«Let’s pretend that, out on a savannah, there’s a vicious tiger that terrorizes all the other animals. You’re one of those animals... um... let’s say a zebra. But this tiger hides so well that a hunter just can’t find it. One day the hunter discovers that you’re the only one who knows the tiger’s hiding place and he blackmails you like this: be my bait to lure the tiger out into the open or I’ll shoot you. He still gives you one day to think about it. You, as the zebra, what would you do? Would you help the hunter or would you run away?»
The thoughtful expression Veronica takes on instantly tells she actually took this riddle seriously.
«Mmh... it’s not simple at all, you know? If I refused to help the hunter, I’d definitely die by his hand. If I accepted, I’d have a chance to survive, but only if the hunter kills the tiger. I could run away, but in that case a myriad of possibilities would open up. The hunter might co looking for to make pay, or he might let go and look for the tiger on his own. And if he found it? The tiger might think it was who ratted out its location, since I’m the only one who knows it, and I’d risk having both the tiger and the hunter on my tail — and the savannah becos a lot smaller when you’re being hunted...»
They’re exactly the sa problems I noticed, and she seems just as stuck. Shit... I didn’t think I’d put her in such a tough spot — I almost feel guilty for giving her that problem. She was so excited at the idea of helping and I don’t want to have made her feel stupid instead...
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