Must Read: HERO (A Violence, Mind Control And sex Story) - Season 1 - Episode 85

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Must Read: HERO (A Violence, Mind Control And sex Story) - Season 1 - Episode 85

My mom never mentions the kiss she gave me either, though sometimes I catch her looking at
me, while talking with either Tina or Nancy, and her cheeks turn red.

My dad spends most of his time at the office.
When he is home, he’s short-tempered, and
usually drinking. We soon learn to let him be, its his life.

I’m fairly certain he is cheating on mom, but have got no proof. I’m tempted to use my switches, and
have actually put one in him to calm his anger, though I hate using it; I’m still uncomfortable with
manipulating anyone.

Tina is my only saving grace. She sees how
down I am, and does everything she can to
cheer me up: parking lot blowjobs, plenty of s*x when we can be alone, Tina even rents a room for a couple hours, and lets me back into her arse
again. It all helps, but Vage’s silver eyes still haunt my thinks.

Christmas Eve dawns white and lightly snowing;
the day Loveth is supposed to arrive. Dad has already left for work, telling us not to expect him
home for dinner, some big case he claims, and Mom and Nancy are still recovering from last
night’s drinking feast.
“You go get your sister,” Tina tells me, giving me a quick smooch. “I’ll take care of our mothers. Go
on! Maybe she can cheer you up, goodness knows I’ve failed.” That last statement is said under her breath in sadness, and I feel bad, because I know
she really has been trying, but how can I explain to Tina that I’m depressed over getting an alien
pregnant, and likely getting her in massive trouble with her race?

My mom suggests that maybe she should come with me, but Nancy places a wine glass in her hand. Taking a long swallow, she turns back to Nancy and Tina, smiling.

I leave, putting on my best smile, though it feels tight and ill-fitting on my face, but not before giving her a thankful hug and kiss. My Mom truly has
been wonderful these last few days, and doesn’t deserve the mood I’ve been in.

The drive is a long one, only because of the holiday traffic, and the airport is overcrowded. I
listen to the radio, not much in the mood for
cheerful Christmas music, and end up listening to talk radio. Apparently there is something going
on in some city I miss the name of, and strange objects are popping out of the air. I wonder if this
is another of Vage’s experiments, or the angels themselves.

I quickly turn off the radio, not wanting to think about Vage.

I have to park a fair distance from the terminal, and my breath mists long and thick as I walk
through the lightly drifting snow. By the time I make it to the baggage claim, Loveth is already waiting for me.
“Nick! Over here!” Loveth’s alto voice easily cuts through the loud hum of noise, and I turn to see
her waving and smiling. Even at this distance, I can see her bright blue eyes sparkle, as her light
brown hair bounces with her jumping.

A natural smile turns my lips upward, as I walk over to her. Loveth has a ton of baggage around her
legs.
“So how is my little brother doing?” Loveth asks, and then flings her arms around me in a big hug.

Time freezes in that instant, as an explosion seems to go off in my head. Suddenly I can feel
every switch I’ve ever made, except for Vage’s.

Not only am I aware of them all, but I know exactly where they are in relation to me.

That isn’t even the most shocking part. I can actually ‘see’ some of them in my mind. See what they are doing, what they are wearing, or in my dad’s case, not wearing.

The moment ends as Loveth pulls away from me, a confused expression on her face.
“Wh-what was THAT?” Loveth exclaims. Had she seen it too? For a few seconds I don’t know what to say, still stunned by the whole experience.

Loveth’s hand lifts to touch me, scaring me,
and I back away.
“What is what? Loveth did you eat something bad on the plane?” The evasion sounds thin to my ears.
“That. . . I dunno. . . image. I saw some people, and—” She covers her mouth in shock. “Oh my.
. . Dad! He was nakked, and it looked like he was. .
.” She trails of, and I know what she’s seen. Our father nakked, standing up, with his cocck somehow parallel to the ground, sawing his hips back and
forth. If I had seen the present, then he is
currently fvcking someone, and I know he isn’t in his office, or home.
“Let’s get your bags. We need to go,” I tell Loveth rather brusquely. I have a chance to catch my father, and I’m going to use it.
“Wait, hold on. I don’t understand,” Loveth
complains, but I ignore her, as I manhandle her
baggage onto a cart.
“Careful with that, there are gifts in there,” Loveth whines about my rough
treatment of her stuff.

I practically run back to my car, pushing the
baggage laden cart, hoping that my sister will keep up. My heart is thumping as I load the vehicle.
“Will you tell me what’s going on?”
A look of confusion flashes across her face.