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Jake's Magic Remote Part XIX - Tempered in Fi

Date: 7/8/2015, Categories: Anal, Sex Humor, Taboo, Author: WriterJim, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

Carol held her coffee as though it was the elixir of life. It very well looked like it was, too; in the cafe’s more direct light, Jake could make out dark circles under her eyes that hadn’t been there before. “Are you alright?” Jake asked. “You look…” “...like hell,” Petra offered. Carol gave that crooked smile again. Something about it was really familiar. “I’ll be fine. It’s just… really exhausting getting here.” Jake shook his head. “I don’t get it. Getting here? From where? And why?” Carol chuckled. “You know, my father told me you’d ask that. He said you’d be… ‘methodically and relentlessly inquisitive’. I guess he would know.” “Would he? Do I know him?” Jake was starting to dislike the number of things about this situation he didn’t know. Carol sipped her coffee again. How she stomached it black and extra-strong like that was beyond him. “You will,” she said. “Pretty intimately.” Jake frowned. “Carol. This is beyond frustrating. I think you owe us an explanation. So let’s start with who you are, and who your father is, or else Petra and I will just have to leave you to it.” “Jeez,” Carol said, sighing. “That brings back memories. You haven’t used that tone since I was nine, Dad.” Jake wasn’t quite sure how to respond to that. Fortunately, Petra was. “Bullshit,” she said bluntly. “He’d have been a k** when you were born.” Carol smiled at Petra. “That’s true, Mom. Or it would be, for any other f****y.” Jake opened his mouth to protest, but found he couldn’t speak. He ... stared across the table at Carol as she took another sip of her coffee with those soft-looking lips… lips that curved the same way as his daughter’s. There was a mixture of relief, fatigue, and love in her eyes, and those eyes looked familiar because he’d seen them in the mirror thousands of times before. “Holy crap,” he finally said. “Holy fucking shit of God,” Petra replied. “How… well, I know how… when??” Carol smiled. “Soon, actually,” she said. “I’m younger than I was when we first met, so some things have changed. Which is good, because you both told me that you wished you’d found the f****y talent a few years sooner. Before what happened with Sarah.” Petra leaned forward. “f****y talent? You mean I can stop-” she lowered her voice. “I can stop things too?” “Not as well as Dad,” Carol replied. “You always carried the remote to help. But yes.” “So the remote,” Jake broke in, “You planted it?” “Yeah… sorry about that. You’d have found it in a few years, anyway. Or rather, sort of accidentally made it. Subconsciously. I don’t really know how it worked. But it just focused a power you already had. One that you both have. I think it’s a recessive gene or something.” Jake raised a brow. “So then you...” “Have two copies, yes. I learned to bend time from a very young age. But by then, Sarah was already… well, let’s just say that she took the news about you two really badly. Oh, and she’s been cheating on you.” “That seems far-fetched. She practically hates sex.” “No,” Carol said, ...