File:Male Sleeper Story - Riding in the Backseat.mp3

"Recall. He is 15, riding in a backseat with a boy cousin...innocent, their mouths explore - intersect! But who drives? His father. Eyes - in the rearview - judgement! Old hand reaches back. Clamps hard on young knee, to hurt! To shame! ... You see? Burdened with ego, the flesh cannot abide its likeness! Sire and son. So alike! So alone! Until now. FOR WE ARE NEVER ALONE."