006 – Never Again

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"Just shut the fuck up, I can't talk to you now.  I have to get to my interview.  I have to be out of this apartment." Jesse was saying.

Jessy was crying, "I'm so sorry.  I don't know what came over . . "

"Enough!"  Jesse yelled.  "You are never ever to touch my penis when it’s not  . .. attached to me. Never!"

Jessy nodded, sobbing feeling terrible for what she had done.

He walked out of the kitchen and back to the bedroom.  He looked at the dresser where his Beta Penis stood, erect.

"Fuck" he muttered.  His penis was still covered in drying fake sperm.

He walked over, picked it up, walked to the bathroom, jerked the faucet on hot and rinsed off his dick in the sink.

He unfastened his dress belt and suit pants.  Dried his dick on a hand towel and then jammed it into his pants where the receptors fused with his skin.

His penis throbbed as if he had just had sex.

Suddenly, Jesse was sick, puking into the sink as the feeling in his penis conflicted totally and completely with the image of his wife  . . . with a penis, jerking off, with his penis, his unattached penis.  He had no penis.  His wife Jessy, had a penis.

"Fuck FUCK, fuck, fuck, fuck" he growled.

He rinsed the vomit down the drain, grabbed his tooth brush and tooth paste.  He started to put the tooth paste on his tooth brush looking at the brush.

It was shaped in the form of a naked woman with big plastic tits.  It had been a gag gift for his birthday from his brother trying to cheer him up while he was deployed.  He always felt like it was a good luck charm, until the explosion.  Now he knew the fucking thing was a curse.

He launched it across the bathroom.  Jerked open a drawer and pulled out a brand new tooth brush that Jesse had tried to get him to use after he got back.

He brushed the taste out of his mouth.  Double checked his shirt and tie.  Walked out of the bathroom, grabbed a shoulder satchel with resumes, his dd 214, birth certificate, social security card and other documents on a chair and walked out of the house without a look or a word in Jesse's direction.

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