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    “Then I’m telling you now—if you don’t do something about this tomorrow, then no more of this nice Mari.”
    His head popped up. “Whattaya mean? No sex?” His voice shook.
    “No. I’m not that cruel, and I’m not trying to punish myself.” She walked her fingers through his bangs and then scratched his scalp like he did sometimes to Choppy.
    “Then what?”
    “No more of me stocking you up with soda. I’ll let you tear through what we have, but then you go buy it yourself.”
    “Maaaa-riiiii!” His voice hitched.
    “I don’t care what you do, or who you talk to about what happened today, but someone needs to know what’s going on in that head of yours.” She leaned down and kissed his forehead. “Try to buy your soda yourself, and see what happens.”
    “Zach can get it for me.”
    “He won’t.”
    “Dad?”
    “Nope. I’ll tell them both you’re being restricted.”
    “I’m a man!” His spine snapped straight. “And I can have a damn soda if I want to.”
    “Yes, but you can’t go into that grocery store by yourself since that stupid woman reported you when she saw you again. Remember her? The one with the cute little girl you gave a ride in the cart?”
    “That was a long time ago. The grocery store doesn’t care anymore.” He swallowed hard. No more soda?
    “They keep files of stuff like that.”
    “They do?” His eyes dried out as he failed to blink. “I can go to a convenience store.”
    “You don’t like operating the fountain machines, and you hate getting into those glass doors,” she reminded him.
    “The doors make that awful suction sound. It makes my head ring.” He shivered for a second.
    “Exactly.”
    “Be nice.” He stroked her belly, and neared better places. “You have to be nice to me. I’m the man. I’m your man, and I say be nice .”
    She let him touch her wherever he wanted, but her breathing didn’t escalate.
    “Be hot for me,” he said. “I like that even better than being nice.”
    “Be reasonable and talk to someone about your episode and dreams.” Her breathing was still the same.
    His chest heated and pressure built up.
    “Will you make those noises I like?” He leaned in and kissed her at the corner of her mouth.
    Her left leg went up and bent at the knee.
    “Sure.”
    “And soda? I can have that as well?”
    “You can. Just share.” Her voice was softer.
    “What if I decide to go to another grocery store?”
    “You can do that, sure, but you’ll feel guilty while you’re buying it.”
    He groaned, and his head fell down to his chest. “Why? Why do you have to do this?”
    She kissed his crown and set her hands on his shoulder. “Because I love you, and I want you to feel like a man. And when you have episodes and feel out of control, you act out. You regress, and I know you hate yourself when that happens, even if it doesn’t bother me. I want you to like you. ” She paused. “Do you realize you’ve told me about a dozen times today you’re a man? You only do that when you’re really upset.”
    “I like you. I like you wet and soft and melting in my hands. I like you listening to me when I tell you where to touch me.” He ignored her man comment. Who counted stuff like that?
    “Tell me right now you’ll talk to someone tomorrow, and I’ll do all of those things.” She gripped his shoulders harder.
    “In the garage?” His voice went up in pitch, and his body temperature rose.
    “Tomorrow I’ll do whatever you want in the garage, but only after you talk to someone.”
    “In the car? If I want you to put your head in the trunk, and I get that sticky back seat down so it opens to the trunk, you’ll do that?”
    She laughed for a moment, and it was low and sexy sounding, traveling down to his tightening groin.
    “Yes, Adam. I’ll bend backward and do the splits with one leg out the window if that’s what you want.”
    “Fucking hell and damn straight,” he said, smirking. “I need your pussy that