I didn't like it. I didn't want to be her. I didn'twant to be a prostitute. Why would I? I wouldn't.I pressed my hands to my forehead.Was it possible ...that I was being influenced somehow? Maybe I'dmisinterpreted the power of the Golden Gloom all along. Maybe all thesources I had read had.What if it didn't respond to unnatural desires to assume new lives?What if it inspired those sinister feelings in the first place?I sat down.The whore was looking at me, perplexed. She took a chair and set. "Does Daddy know, too?" No, Dear. I'm not sure he's ready for that knowledge." She pulled Donna down on the sofa next to her and put an arm around each child. They talked like that for at least another half hour. Dex finally left them to go to bed. He was never sure just how long they stayed, nor where and in what kind of attire the two slept. He just knew he felt a huge sense of relief at sharing his secrets, and a renewed warmth for his mother's sister. He did know he had to disentagle. The tendril moves over the cock, bringing it to erection, tracing over the hardening ridge. Another tendril wraps around Glau’s throat, forcing part of the symbiote away and revealing some of its host’s flesh. ‘You are of me,’ Vaut coos. ‘And it is you that obeys me.’The statement is punctuated by Vaut’s claw lightly racking down Glau’s chest. Once again the symbiote is forced to retreat a little more and James’ chest peeks out from beneath.Vaut leans down to run its elongated tongue along the. I like to call him Bobby because he's such a sweetie." He is?" I didn't really believe that. The guy just sat there staring all the time, all lopsided and paralyzed and whatever."Of course!" Krissy laughed lightly. "Oh! Here's Bambi now. Nice talking to you, Trent. I've heard all about you!" You did?" Did what? Who are you talking to? What are you doing, Trent?" Jules seemed to be in a panic or something and I tried to reassure her with a smile."Trent?" Bambi's amazingly cute voice cut through.