“Bill, I was able to maintain control last night,” Glen insisted. He placed his hand on Bill’s shoulder. “You know what that means? I don’t need you to chain me up anymore! I can change and know who I am, know who you are. You can do the same thing.”
A hollow, cold breeze rushed through Bill’s stomach at the thought of Glen no longer needing him. “I don’t know, Glen.”
“Craig said that as much time as you’ve been around me, you would probably be able to frenis pretty quick, too, because you know what to expect. You wouldn’t be freaked out as much.”
“Would I have to be chained up like you?” Bill remembered all the times he chained Glen up, and Glen was not happy about it. Bill didn’t think he...
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