Jake is reading this really weird book he found on the shelves. It is called Trout Fishing in America, but I gather it has nothing to do with trout or...with fishing. Jake says it is proof that some 'cool dude' was in this house decades ago as the book has been out of print for a long time. He is laughing as he reads so I guess I will have to read it. He even says there is a tie in between the book and what I am doing. Like I say, it's weird.Yesterday was a bit strange too. Jake and mom took Mia. By then that’s all I could think of, when we had been in this situation before.”Interestingly she looked down at my crouch. I hadn’t noticed myself, but in the evening sun it was easily recognizable that I had a rock hard erection. She was blushing even more now, but didn’t remove her gaze. I smiled in spite of myself.“That’s the same look you had last time too, Sonya.”She hesitated. She cleared her throat.“That isn’t the same penis as before, Trevor.”I said slowly, “How do you know? It. What is wrong with me? I’m acting like a school girl, she thought, but the dampness forming between her legs told her that this was going to be much more than a business trip. Suddenly emboldened, she put on her underwear and walked into the main room. Mort immediately came to attention. He had an instant erection when he saw Sylvia standing there in her bra and panties. ‘What’s this Sylvia?’ he asked. ‘I had an epiphany in the bathroom. It suddenly occurred to me that I wanted you to see me. Who would want to marry her? Would could stand her? She was so cold, so harsh, so grim and austere. This was a shame as she was not an unattractive woman, not by any means. She was in fact very appealing, if not pretty. She had long, wavy, flowing black hair that hung well down over her breasts, providing a nice accent to their prominence, as her hair fell gracefully across her curves, outlining her breasts' fullness and roundness. She also had large and pretty round blue eyes, although they.