. asked you to marry him?" No, not marry him, but he has asked me to move in with him a couple of times. The second time was just the other night; Sun...day night, probably about the same time Bobby was ducking punches." That's why dad looked so sad Monday morning; I wondered. Did you guys have a fight or something?" No, no fight; I hated to say no, actually..." Then why did you? You guys seem to be good for each other."She gave a little sigh; "Brea, please don't ever repeat this; I love your dad,. He could now see his cock again without bending over to find it. He didn’t miss the big guts, fat legs and flabby arse one bit.He did miss the occasional durrie, but he knew little Miss Hitler would chuck a right wobbly if he took smoking back up again. With his body having trouble controlling his internal temperature due to the loss of feeling in his lower half, he knew he could easily get pneumonia, so he considered them relegated to his old life.Terry also cooked for him most nights and. I felt like some sort of voyeur alien sitting by myself in a corner looking out at some foreign life form that only briefly came into focus when the strobes shot their intense light onto the dance floor. My corner remained dark, out of reach of the the sporadic lights but definitely not beyond the reach of the blasting music.I had come to the club with a group of my university friends. It was a good place to unwind and an even better place to hook up with girls. For some reason tonight I wasn’t. I went to my own shower and had a quick wash. When I got out, I heard my aunt call my name, so I speed dressed and headed downstairs. On the tabled was a plate of sausages, egg, and beans. I smiled and said, "This is breakfast number two I take it." My aunt smiled, then winked before she went to the living room. I slowly ate my breakfast teasing my stomach, but finished quite quickly. I walked into the sitting room and sat next to my aunt. I put my arm around her and she leaned her head on me..