I shouldn’t be feeling like this about my father. Want me to get some medicine for you?”
“No, it’s fine, it’s just that… Hmm… I haven’t been to the toilet in 5 days.”
“Hahaha, nothing to be embarrassed about! Indian porn Maybe next time we can watch them during the day? …”
“OK, kiddo. It’s a movie Jake has been meaning to watch for a while and I comply even if I’m not into this sort of genre. Go on, jump on the bed and we’ll take care of it.”
Jake comes with a thermometer in his hand, a vaseline container in the other and a towel on his arm. Jake stops and holds my face in his hands and asks:
“What’s the matter kiddo?”
“I’m scared” I mumble. Jake is larger than me, it’s clear we don’t share the same DNA. I could feel a little bit of his sweat and a hint of his cologne but his smell was there and it was so strong that it made me feel whole at every deep breath that I took. it’s just that it’s dark. It does make me feel tingly inside which is rather contradictory. Did you forget all those times I cleaned up after you’ve vomited?
