Kristiana

I hadn't been walking for long when I found myself outside a place called "Green Lion Antiques". The door was open and I heard noises from inside so I went inside. Dad was there. He was leaning against a table, rubbing himself until he couldn't hold any longer; he opened his zipper and started moving his hand along his genital. He was letting out loud groans and I knew he was close. Smiling, I walked further in to scout if mom was there. She wasn't. Only dad. Finally, he tensed then relaxed, his movement slowing down, a loud groan escaping his mouth. I noticed the baby nearby. It must have been Heather. Too young to understand her father's pleasure and love that drove him.

Where was mom?

Cleaning up, dad picked up the baby and kissed its forehead, leaving towards the door. I followed him. By now I had learned he could not see me, so I could easily spy on him. He went to a mall, my mom was there. Wounded. It looked like she had been bit by some horrible big thing, probably a dog, across her bad leg. She had limped sincehildhild because she got run over by a car, and being bit by a demon probably didn't help matters.

Dad kissed her forehead, and offered her bandages, which she accepted. I winced a little when mom cut through her pants and tore the stuck fabric off the wound, biting on her gun. Blood oozed out. What happened next was weird. Dad started licking the wound! Then he bandaged her. She was hurting like crazy but she seemed to enjoying it some how. Dad moved his kiss up and started rubbing her breasts as he deepened the kiss. Soon they were against the floor, mom was frantically trying to remove dad's jacket, they were both moaning like animals in heat.

Soon they were entwined in passion, dad moving frantically to mom's moan melody. I wondered when I got conceived, could it have been this time? Maybe? It still did not seem to me to be a loveless interaction, dad was muttering sweet nothings to mom and mom was smiling like an angel as he groaned. Suddenly his movement fastened and she began to cry in joy as dad started screaming. He came. Maybe I was conceived at that moment.

Now I was sure I was born out of love. But what was it that the old woman wanted me to see?