Going home.

Back home, finally, nearly 2 hours late. Snow everywhere. Sub-freezing temperatures. And I was dumbshit enough to listen to a voice in my head tell e to take my car to get to the airport. So it’s been parked for 2 weeks at $15 a day. And I’m already in deep shit financially. 

I had to go home to handle that car wreck’s last legal demands, and get a refill on my medications as well as just decompress. Seems only my sister and one nephew are doing anything about helping in this situation. 

The cancer is spreading faster than expected so that needs to be faced. Meaning the costs of the cremation and burial will be due soon, and my other brother is not willing to put in a penny. He’s been asked; he’s just ignoring it like he did when our mother died.

I hate family, sometimes. I’ve channeled some of my anger and frustration into Taking Nicky. It’s a slow build to the kidnapping and rape of the title character, with little segues along the way. 

One involves Rett nearly raping Ben, who’s just turned 18. He asks for a blowjob =as his birthday present so Rett gives him one, to the hundredth degree and would have forced his dick into Ben’s mouth except he’d put a gag over it. Shakes Ben up...but sets the stage for future situations.

Of which there will be many. This will wind up probably as a long-form novella, like HTRASG did. Just over 50K in wordage.

Still haven’t got a clue as to how it will end, but that’s half the fun, isn’t it?