In effect, he had created a three-dimensional “moat” of neurological nothingness around the tightly bound walls of his castle. Of course, the blood and lymphatic vessels were left as they were. If he had had the time and control of his body, he might have attempted to form the walls of a true cyst, to keep his mind from being assimilated. Unfortunately, Andrew’s psyche was no longer in a position to affect his world in any way. The infant mind which ruled his body would behave exactly as the DNA-driven instincts demanded while Andrew could only watch and observe as his life spiraled down into the helpless depths of infancy.
Rockabuy Baby Scene 166
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The Clearout Scene 14
The two final outfits were a yellow sun dress which he said made him feel like a daffodil, and...
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A Girl’s Wet Skiing Adventure Scene 38
“If we go left there’s a big sweeping blue run that sort of loops around,” mama explains. “We might...
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Mid-term Scene 24
The Cyber’pedia (or the Cyber-clyclopedia as it’s properly known) is an online encyclopedia with information about anything and everything...
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Summer Nurse Scene 44
Terri looked at me and said, “You, my dear, had a day from hell. Do you want a drink?”...
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Summer Nurse Scene 106
Terri was in the kitchen when we got downstairs. She was just taking a pot of coffee out of...
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Conscience S1
Janet was livid, Timothy had been out all night again carousing. The tears had dried hours ago and the...
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Last Summer Scene 32
Bobby and Bear were on a great adventure, or so they thought. In the years since Bobby had...
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Dante’s Infanzia Scene 74
“Um…do you mind?” the blonde girl said with an annoyed look. “A little privacy please?” Dante continued to gawk....