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Brian was getting a video set up for Stacey. "After Edward talked to me about you I decided that it might be a good idea for you to see this. Remember, not a word of this to anyone," he said. He was about to show her one of the video that he wasn't allowed to destroy. It was a part of his life that he'd rather forget. "This will tell you more about how I came to be here and why he can't guarantee you any rights even though he wants to," he said.

He was using the projector and the wall for a screen again. The lights dimmed and the wall filled with an image of a big room with a wooden board hanging in the air. A female mew was standing in the corner.

*Video*

Brain stepped into the room and looked around. "I take it this isn't a board meeting like I was originally told it would be," he said.

"Oh it's a board meeting alright, except there's the board you'll be meeting," the mew said pointing to the one hanging from the ceiling. Brian started to glow with the blue outline of a confusion attack. He floated up to the platform and it rocked under his unstable weight. "Do you have any idea why I've called you here?" she asked floating up.

"I take it this isn't a social call," the growlithe said trying to keep balanced.

"No, it isn't a social call. I brought you down here because you've missed your training quota. Since you don't appear to be good at training others for the job, I will personally train you to be a little whore. You already have all the skills and you know how you're expected to behave. Get busy and lick my pussy while I explain the rest of it," she said.

Brian ventured towards the edge and cautiously extended his tongue hoping that the platform wouldn't tip.

"Since you already know what the job entails, most of this time will be spent tormenting you to remind you of the life that awaits you once your current recruit is declared fit to work," she explained, "I'll be taking this from you now and with it go your food privileges." The ID

came off of his paw and fell to the floor. "Now if you want to eat, you'll return here after you're daily rounds with who ever it is you're training right now."

She teleported a shock collar in. "You recognize this. You've seen what it can do and you know to respect its powers. This one, shall be yours," the mew said. The collar snapped around his neck. "I know how long it takes for you to go from the dungeon to here. Spend anymore time then you need and this will give you a friendly reminder to hurry up. Should you go anywhere you aren't allowed to go, you will be shocked. Should you not be somewhere when I want, you will be

shocked. If you require a correction, you will be shocked," she explained, "By the way, as I speak, your possessions are being seized and distributed in accordance to your will."

*Non video*

"That's the main reason that we can't guarantee you any rights, because we aren't guaranteed any ourselves. Like you, I'm at the mercy of those above me," he explained, "I still have the shock collar too."

*Video*

"I see you're already reasonably decent with following orders. You haven't interrupted me yet," the mew said, "Stay there while I prepare a little something for you." The mew floated off the screen and for the next while it was just Brian on the teetering platform. Even if he had the courage, it was too high to jump off of.

*Non video*

"I'll just fast forward this," Brian said, "You don't want to see me wait."

*Video*

The mew was back on the screen when the tape stopped. "I think we'll begin this little session with something that you love to do. It fact, I'll even let you explain it in your own words," she said holding out a tape recorder.

Brian's voice sounded from the tape, "I call this little number a torture enema. It's my own special mix of water, caffeine, alcohol and laxatives, chilled to near freezing and topped off with a chunk of ice. I'm going to have you hold it in for fifteen minutes. If you spill any during that time, we will do this again tomorrow and it'll be 5 minutes longer, till you get this straight." the mew stopped the tape.

"The longest you've ever given one of those is a half hour. I'd like you to do twice that. Since I'm not the same pokemon you are, we will be doubling the time that you need to hold it in with each unsuccessful attempt. Now if I recall correctly, you've always tied down the recipient," she said shaking the platform. "I think I'd rather have you hanging." One by one she took the support chains off the board and wrapped them around the growlithe. The board fell to the ground with a horrific bang.

"I guess that takes care of that little detail," she said floating over to his rear. "Repeat after me, brute force is always nice," she ordered as she took the dry nozzle and began pushing it in.

"Brute force is always nice," he said as the nozzle forced it's way in painfully.

"Beg me for the enema," she said with the intention of fully humiliating Brian.

"The enema, please mistress. I want it," Brian said.

"It's so fun to mess with you. Your mind was already molded to follow my orders before this started and you recognize the importance of your total cooperation," she said.

The enema started flowing and Brian could feel it immediately start taking effect. When he did it to his whores, they were preconditioned to be horrified of this through previous forced enemas but they at least got some practice holding them in. The desire to expel the enema grew stronger with the laxatives making things worse. He was trying his best not to complain about it. The alcohol was influencing his control over himself and the caffeine was making him jittery. The

effectiveness of this breaking exercise came from two main areas, fear and the fact that it forced the subject to use all his will power going along with the little game.

"I see, you have some discipline, you refuse to beg me to stop like all the videos that I watched. How about you beg me to continue? That would really please me," she said.

The things that he was saying were totally contrary to the way he felt. They showed how his mind had become manipulated and his submissive nature. "Please don't stop. I want this to continue.

Please mistress, let me have the rest of the enema," he begged.

The mew laughed, "Messing with you is so much fun. By now you should be feeling the effects of your mixture. The laxatives making the urge to release it stronger, the alcohol making it harder to control yourself and the caffeine making you nervous. The pressure's getting to you and there's still one half to go followed by the ice. Don't think you'll be able to handle it, do you?" she taunted.

Brian remained silent. This activity also made a good breaking tool because it often resulted in begging and pleading which only proved who was in power. It also brought about bargaining which could often draw a subject into a reluctant submission.

The enema kept flowing and the chilled liquid caused some terrible cramps. Having chain wrapped around him with the bulk of the growlithe's weight supported on that region didn't help either.

Putting ice in after would make things much worse.

"You know, I found a party invitation in your mail. From the looks of it you were planning to turn it down. I decided to accept it on your behalf. Rather than bringing a slave to this party, you'll be going as mine," the mew informed him, "I've asked that you be guest of

honor. Who knows, you might even get to be a part of the lucky couple. We'll just have to see when it comes time to play the games."

By now the enema was finally nearing it's long drawn out entry. The supply was almost empty and the growlithe's bowels were almost full. Brian was clearly strained by all the fluid inside of him and finding it hard to resist the urge to get rid of it.

"I guess it's time for the ice," the mew said, "Wait here while I get it. You can even listen to your own reassuring words while you wait."

she placed the tape recorder in Brian's mouth and pushed the play button.

After the mew disappeared, Brian's voice started speaking from the tape. "Painful isn't it. By now you should be feeling pretty weak from trying to hold it in but the timer hasn't even started yet. I'm about to give you the ice but first, I'll give you the choice of being able to scream in pain or having something to bite down on as you ache. What'll it be." There was a long pause. "I guess you can't decide. Just remember that the timer doesn't start till I give you the ice and I'm not going to till you answer. You are only prolonging your pain by delaying. I personally recommend the gag but it's totally your call," the tape said.

"I'll go without the gag," said another voice from the tape. It was a paras, the first one to face his torture enema.

"Very well, have it your way. I'm going to push the ice in now and things are going to get a whole lot worse for you," Brian said on the tape. The paras screamed. "There, the bad part of it's over now, we've gotten everything in you and the timer has begun," he said in a reassuring voice. Then in an evil snicker, "Now comes the excruciating part." there was the crack of a whip and then the sound of it striking the rear of the paras. Next came a head butt to the rear portion, right in the middle of the cramps.

"Please, stop that, I'll do anything. Anything you want. Just let me release the enema," the paras begged.

"Oh, I'm sure you say that now but that's what you said last time when we had that swing clamped to your pussy. You told me you'd do anything I wanted if I got off and you still aren't living up to your promises. This time, you'll just have to suffer," he said with the sound of another few blows. "You know, seeing you in pain there really makes me wish I could play darts. Your rear makes a fine target."

"Don't, I swear, I'll give you anything you want," the paras pleaded on the tape.

"Right now I want you to suffer. Can you do that for me, suffer and do it quietly," Brian said. Then a really loud striking noise was accompanied by a loud scream. "See, you lied. You offered me something and weren't sincere in your offer. Rather than think about getting out of this mess, think of how you got into it and what'll happen to you if you do that again. Listen to what your poor aching bowels have to say." There was the sound of more blows. Then a

silence. "There, how's that make you feel? The pain of having a weight on top of your most sensitive area. Squeezing out that torturous liquid that you must hold in at all costs. I'll be jumping up and down on that later if you keep talking. Your options were the gag or having the ability to scream and right now I deicide to withdraw your permission to scream." there was another pause. "You know you're going to fail this. The pain the temptation, the sheer agony of it. Might as well cut your losses and give up now. You know you want to. Then I can torment you with this again tomorrow. Face it, you can't take that sort of pain. It's too much for you."

The mew came back into the room. "I hope that tells you a little about what you'll be going through," she said, "Unlike you, I have good ears so the choice of gag or no gag has already been decided for you. Open wide."

Brian opened his mouth and accepted the cock gag that was being forced down his throat.

*Non video*

"Seeing that again always makes me rethink how I use my torture enema," Brian said, "I have a less strenuous session with it for beginners, then anyone who tries escaping gets the full treatment." The growlithe turned to Stacey, "Hey, that makes you a perfect candidate."

"But I don't belong to you," Stacey reasoned, "Besides, we can never be friends again after that."

"I'll just give you a little sample just so you know what it feels like. You'd like to know what it feels like don't you?" he asked, "I won't force you to hold it in."

"Can we just get back to the video?" Stacey asked.

*Video*

He felt the nozzle getting pulled out slowly. It went in by force alone and only force got it out. Then the cold surface of the ice contacted numbing the area before it made it's way in. Then it made a chilling entry freezing things along the way. The mew pushed it in

deeper and deeper till she could no longer touch it with her fingers. In went her tail and that made the final push.

"Now, what is it that you normally say here?" the mew asked putting a different tape in.

"I shall enjoy making you suffer," Brian's voice said.

"And so will I . This is where things get more painful for you," she said. The mew flexed her tail around and struck the growlithe. "You can feel why I have you hanging instead of tied down, don't you. Supporting your weight on those chains is proving to be an excruciating affair isn't it? You shall suffer dearly for your failures."

The mew flew off and returned with a paddle. "Oh the look in your eyes is so amusing. You know what this means, don't you? It's time for your spanking," she said like it was to become a regular affair. "Let's start with two, you keep count," she said. The first blow caused him to start swinging slightly. She was trying to let him have the advantage here. This game of doing everything to make him lose the enema would be less fun to win right away. She wanted to take it

to the last few minutes and then crush him. Force him to suffer through the whole thing for nothing and do the same the next day. Brian was struggling to hold on as one blow after another hit his tortured ass. It was getting very difficult not to expel the enema now but he knew that giving up would only make things worse. He had always lived to serve his superiors and this situation proved no different. His order, to hold the enema in and that he decided was to be done at all costs. The cards were defiantly stacked against him.

*Non video*

"I don't want to watch this any more," Brian said taking the tape out.

"Can I please see a little more?" Stacey begged.

"I guess I could show you a little more but I'm going to skip the parts that I just don't want to see," he said putting the tape back in. After a bit of fast forwarding his image was back on the wall.

*Video*

The mew delivered a final blow to the poor hanging growlithe. "I guess you've won this round," she said, "I'll let you use this bucket when you get down. Try not to make a mess." she said taking the chains off one by one. "Don't look so worried, I'm not about to let you fall," she said.

Brian floated gently to the ground and walked over to the bucket to release the enema from his tortured bowels. His mind we probably what had suffered the most during that time.

The mew floated down and motion to a cage in the corner of the room when he was done. "I'll spare your poor bowels the labor of digestion. From now on you live by the schedule I set and now is your sleeping time," she said.

The growlithe walked over to it with the gag still in his mouth. He stepped in the cage with was large by their standards and watched the door close behind him. Unlike the other cages, he could actually move around inside his. Brian settled down and closed his eyes.

*Non video*

"Hey, you skipped till it was practically over," Stacey complained.

"I didn't want to watch most of the tape," Brian explained.

"That really didn't tell much about why people didn't like you," Stacey pointed out.

"The story is this, we were all training new recruits for a location that was being started up and I got sent there because I couldn't meet my quota. That much you can tell from the video. The rest of the story is that my friends there helped me out by exclusively training females, so that I wouldn't need surgery. A kind of last favor for someone that they weren't going to here from again. When I got there, I spent the first three months working and then that location became fully staffed. At that time, my position was reviewed and I got my rank back. Unfortunately they decided that they didn't need me in charge of a team. So I was unable to get my job back. My boss didn't like me because I had to be treated differently, my coworkers didn't

like how I had special privileges and didn't feel comfortable around me because they thought I'd abuse my rank. Then everyone in my level of the hierarchy demanded that I give up my rank to restore order. So I took my first chance to get out of there and this is where I went," he explained.

"I guess I understand how that would feel," Stacey said sympathetically, "I found one pokemon who doesn't like me because I have Crystal protecting me and because I'm your friend. I think she's

just jealous."

"That's probably why," Brian agreed.

"Do you have a tape of the party?" Stacey asked, "I want to know what those are like. Other parties that I've been to were pretty fun but I don't think those are the same kind."

"You probably don't want to go to those parties but don't worry about it," Brian said, "You have Crystal to protect you. From what I've seen so far, it looks like she's the kind that'll jump at the chance and it also seems like that she'll be the first one asked when Edward receives an invitation."

"I guess you do have a tape of the party then. You just don't want to share it," the rattata assumed.

"I do have a tape but you aren't going to see it. If you really want to know what those are like, I'll ask Edward if I can take you next time I get an invitation. We can leave any time you want if you aren't lucky," he suggested.

"I don't think so. I kind of like to know what I'm getting in to before it happens," Stacey said.

"Ask crystal if she has one that you can watch. She offered to let us see them," Brian reminded her.

"Ok, I'll ask her," Stacey said heading for the door.

*** *** *** ***

Stacey went back into Brian's room without a video. "Hello, she didn't have a party video," the rattata said.

"I guess I might have gotten one just because I was the guest of honor," Brian said, "While you were out I took another look at that, I guess I can show you that tape."

"Thanks," Stacey said.

"Remember though, not a word of this to anyone. If you do, I guess we'll be reenacting the last video. I'll give you the role of me," the growlithe said.

"I won't tell anyone," Stacey said.

Brian rewound the tape and dimmed the lights. Once again the wall filled with images.

*Video*

It started off with a fire burning on a raised platform. Then one by one the masters and mistresses started leading their slaves in one by one. Hoods covered their faces and the only guiding force they had was a leash held by their owners. Gradually they formed a semicircle

around the fire. The gaps were starting to fill up and there was no sign of Brian. The ceremony started without him.

A geodude floated to the center of the semicircle. Its gender wasn't obvious at first but it looked like a male. "Good evening everyone. I'm proud to be hosting this month's gathering. I know it's a tradition to start off with the introduction of our last lucky couple and the selection of the next lucky couple. However, today I'd like to welcome an honored guest to our this month's meeting," he said.

A small precession made it's way in with the mew leading the way. Behind her was Brian being carried in by two sandshrews. His legs were wrapped around a stake and tied together. A hood also covered his head. They made there way to the center of the circle. Where the stake was place to a pair of supports and the two sandshrews took their place next to the geodude.

"Here today we have the one we use to know as Brian who has now submitted to his mistress, Catherine," the geodude said. "Unhood your slaves and we shall now begin," he proclaimed.

The masters took turned to their respective slaves and took the hoods off their heads which were then tossed on the floor.

"Will our last lucky couple step forward?" the geodude requested. A male bulbasaur and a female chansey stepped forward. "We will now begin with the traditional passing of the cum. Chansey, you know what to do. Get started," he said, "This time, we'll let our guest of honor have the second taste and then bulbasaur."

The camera made a jerky pan as it followed the chansey over to the bulbasaur who rolled over making it easier. His small green member protruded out from his underside and was soon completely hidden within the chansey's open mouth. The camera zoomed out making it difficult

to see what they were doing, not that it could show what was going on under those cheeks. All eyes were on the pair, even Brian's, as the fire burned in the back ground making a terrible back lighting effect.

The image shook as the pokemon holding the camera took steps to the side trying to get a better camera angle. A couple minutes later the chansey stepped away. She slowly walked over to Brian and gave him a kiss passing the cum off in the process. The bulbasaur got up and walked up to Brian now and gave him a kiss so that the cum could make it's next trip.

"Give it to her over there," the geodude instructed pointing to the left end of the semicircle. Then the camera bounced up and down as the operator walked into the center. There was a sudden turn blurring the image until in centered around the current holder of the cum. It slowly made it's way around before the camera was blocked by one of the sandshrews.

"Ok, stop there," the geodude said, "Swallow the part that you didn't spill and step forward. Split the remaining slaves."

The camera followed behind Brian as he was untied and the put on a short leash before heading over to the other males. Once there, he was instructed to lay down so that his penis was at the month of the pokemon before him and his mouth was at the penis of the pokemon after. The two sandshrews came by and put a taser into each of there mouths.

"We'll hold a quick draw competition," the geodude announced, "You each have a taser and it is set at maximum power. On the count of three, you will shock the pokemon in front of you and they first one to drop his taser will be selected." there was a short pause as the sandshrews finished handing out the tasers and returned to the middle of the circle. "It appears that everything is ready. We will now begin, one," he counted, "Two." Then the pokemon that was supposed to shock Brian jumped the gun and scored a direct hit to the head of the poor growlithe's penis. "Three," he said as Brian dropped his taser.

"Come with me," the geodude told him.

The camera got a quick shot of the female circle as they broke up and the panned over to the middle of the reforming semicircle. In the middle stood male a growlithe, and an alakazam along with a female meowth and an electabuzz. "We will now resort to a contest of speed and coordination," the geodude announced as his two helper sandshrews positioned Brian and the meowth so that they were each facing the other's crotch. Then the alakazam and the electabuzz were put into the same position. "You each have such wonderful pubic hair. Too bad you'll have to loose it," the geodude said, "That's right, this next event is going to be a shaving contest. You will each receive a razor and when the competition starts, you will begin to shave your partner.

Oh, and one more thing, you are only allowed to use your mouths." As promised, a razor was given to each of them. "You may begin," the geodude announce.

Brian once went through a phase where he liked to keep all his sluts shave so he felt this wasn't going to be a problem. Then he found out the hard way that his partner had one experience shaving before. He received a little cut at the bottom of his sac as the razor made it's

way upwards. He quickly set to work on the meowth, clearing host of it at the beginning and filling his mouth with hair. Telling himself that it was more important to finish this now then and spit the hair out later he kept on.

Before long, Brian was done his job. Now his fate was in the mouth of the meowth. The other team looked like they still had a long way to go. He didn't have enough room to see how things were doing on his side but from the cuts, he guessed that it was about half done.

The meowth had started with the hardest part first and was starting to get better as she progressed on to the easier parts. She stopped a few minutes later.

"Looks like alakazam and electabuzz is our lucky couple," the geodude announced. "Finish your shaving and stay there till you receive further instructions," he said before turning to Brian and the meowth. "You two are to report back to your owners."

For the next couple minutes, the camera was focused on the lucky couple as they did their shaving. The host wasn't about to settle for a partial shave. He wanted the whole area cleaned off. All around them, the crowd was dispersing to do their other party time activities.

*Non video*

"I got several cuts from that but luckily none of them were bleeding," Brian said.

"That's good," Stacey replied, "I suppose."

"I think I ought to take you to one of those parties just so you have the experience," Brian said, "It'll give you a better idea of what to expect when you start working."

"No," she said.

"It'll make a great supplement to the deficient parts of your training," he argued.

"I'm not going," Stacey said.

*Video*

The mew and Brian were standing together with each other. She was inspecting the growlithe's genitals. "Ah, a few cuts but other than that, it seems fine. How about we finish the job with a little waxing," she suggested giving him a little pat on the cleared area. Getting back up, she took Brian's leash and started to lead him around. "That'll have to wait though. Right now it's time for you to have a little fun. How about we enter you in a few games?" she said.

Deep down, he knew there was no good answer for that. Saying yes would be a sign of how he had been manipulated and saying no would pretty much ensure that he'd be punished. "It's your call mistress," he said that would have been a sign of his submission, which probably would have been for the best.

"Great, I like how you trust my judgment. I think I'll put you up against that other growlithe in some excruciating pain," she said giving the leash a tug.

They walked over to the other growlithe which was being led by an ekans. There was some conversation that the camera couldn't record. The four of them made there way over to a clearing and two sets of restraints were provided to them. They were equipped with four cuffs linked together by bars of iron so that they would be forced into a standing position.

"Make things easy," the mew instructed. His legs were soon locked into the four cuffs. There was no way he could walk now and no way that he could avoid what was yet to come. A parachute was then applied to his testicles and a little weight hung from it.

"I'm ready to start adding weights when you are," the mew said as the other growlithe was put in position. They were going to keep increasing the force until one of them gave in. The loser was going to have to invite the winner into his rear.

"Ok," the ekans said, "Add the next weight." one after another, more and more weights were added increasing the pain. There was a pause and then more weights came via a slave helper. They started adding the next set of weights to the growlithe's. Neither of them quite liked the idea of being fucked.

"I yield," Brian said when the pain finally got to be too much.

"Looks like we still have a couple more weights left," the mew said, "Since you lost, I guess you can hang on to the rest of the weights for me."

"I have to release my growlithe so that the two can carry out the rest of the wager, how about giving all the weights to yours," the ekans suggested.

"Good idea," the mew agreed as Brian's pain went from unbearable to unbelievable levels. There was no way of avoiding things as the other growlithe mounted him and started poking around for his hole. He put his full weight on Brian's shoulders, forcing him to bend down and point his ass upwards. Then he made the first thrust pushing in with his weight assisting him.

The tormented growlithe felt the dry cock slowly pushing the skin at his opening inwards. Then the skin started to painfully slide against each other. The pain continued as his ass was slowly violated.

Things became easier for the two after the first inch went in. They left the first inch dry but the rest of it was lubricated. The further he went the easier it became. Finally, he growlithe gave a little twist to make sure that his friend had been properly coated before slowly backing out.

"I think you're forgetting something," the mew said, "You were supposed to invite him to fuck you." She pulled on the weights with the little reminder.

"As my mistress has permitted me, I hereby invite you to fuck me," Brian said.

"There, you go," she said holding Brian's face. "That feels better now doesn't it. You don't have your conscience on your case about forgetting to invite him. Actually, you look like you're in a lot of pain," she said walking away. She returned with a bit in her hand.

"Here, bite down on this," she said putting it in Brian's mouth. A harness was put on his head and firmly locked the bit in place. It didn't really ease the pain of course. It did however help him cope with the pain of having that many weights on hanging from him.

Things were going better with his anus as well. By now the lubricant had spread to throughout the length oh his shaft and was going in and out easier. He told himself that he just needed to hold on a little longer. Just hold on.

The ekans knew that anything remotely homosexual made her growlithe uneasy but usually he ended up enjoying it. They were going to be fucking for a long time. She took a little break and just enjoyed a few drinks while talking things over with Catherine off camera. So it went for several minutes till the camera angle suddenly changed.

*Non video*

"What happened there?" Stacey asked.

"The camera man fell asleep," Brian answered. Then he fast forwarded a good half hour of the tape. They were still fucking when he pushed play. "And so it continues for a while," he said fast forwarding more tape. Another half hour went by and the two were still going strong. "It gets better," he said fast forwarding it some more. Another forty five minutes of tape went by before he finally stopped it. "Now you can see what happens to me after," he said.

*Video*

The camera angle suddenly changed as the camera man got back on his feet. "We're done now, ma'am," the growlithe fucking Brian said.

"It's about time," the ekans said, "Did you enjoy your little victory prize?"

"Yes ma'am," he said as he dismounted. He sat down to have his leash reattached before going over to his mistress's said.

The mew floated back down from the ceiling. "Now then, I guess I can take those off you now that we can go return them," she said taking the weights off. "There, there, that wasn't too bad was it? You know that good things come to those who win and those who lose have to give it to them," she said rubbing him on the head, "If it makes you feel any better, I think you did a great job. You should be proud of yourself. Not once did you yell out in pain and you stayed polite during the whole thing. I think you deserve a little reward."

After taking the cuffs off his feet, Brian found himself on a leash again. The mew was leading him over to the lucky couple for a little servicing. As luck would have it, the alakazam had his spoons free.

The mew helped Brian get in place before the alakazam. He was on his back with his penis up and ready to go. The two metal spoons made contact with the convex sides pointing inward and began to stroke up and down.

*Non video*

"That looks kind of strange," Stacey commented, "How did it feel?"

"It was really terrible. His spoons were once nicked during combat and had a rough edge that was never properly fixed. The spoons were also uncomfortably warm too," Brian said, "Anyways, I don't want to be reminded of what happened after that. It wasn't pleasant to say the least." to much disappointment he turned off the TV.

Stacey sighed. After that remark, she just had to know what was going to happen next.

"We still have some time before I have to go to my room. How about we make the most of it?" she asked.

"Actually, I would just really like to be alone right now. If you could please leave now, I'd really appreciate it," he said before breaking out in tears.

"Ok, but if you need to talk to someone, you know where to reach me," Stacey said walking out.

Once she was gone, Brian turned the TV back on knowing full well that he had to eventually come to terms with what happened after that.

However, a couple seconds later, he turned it back off knowing that he didn't have the strength to face it yet. One day though, one day...