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I realised he must have been in the middle of climax. Only to discover while he was healing, that his parents thought it was selfish, that they had offered judgement and condemnation only thinking of themselves. At the moment it was more of a bachelor pad. My heels were thumping a hollow march across the wooden floors. I had missed him and was glad to have him back. “Thank you…” he breathed in a sigh of relief and laid his head on my shoulder. I feel so much shame at my thoughts. He told me about the cabin he was buying from our cousin Isabelle, and how he was in the middle of remodeling it. “I missed you Daddy.” I choked back tears, and then choked back him. Jesse, on the other hand, was all too willing to talk about such things. I didn’t know just how stir crazy or rather how crazy we had become, until one afternoon after being stuck indoors for days, Jesse