I looked up at the ceiling's peeling paint briefly as my hands slipped downwards. I closed my eyes and thought back to that first orgasm. The shelte... swam into my mind's eye. I remember him entering the shelter for our third meeting in April. He was five and a half feet tall with a ruddy complexion and a balding pate with a hook nose. He shuffled in wearing a gaberdine coat and sat down. He had asked whether I would like to carry on from where we had left off. I nodded and jumped up and. " Give me one second and they tell me that again." Turning to Nurse Winslow, "Please tell them what happened."Nurse Winslow started in on the 911 operator as I had the phone on the speaker. She read the riot act to her and then said, "And when do you think I can expect to see someone over here to look at my injury and take a statement about what happened tonight? Remember Joyce, who got you that job, so get busy and do it right, or you'll get fired from that job too." I take it; you know her?". ..I squirted, just like I did now, though even then, not nearly as much as I do now. But it was enough that it freaked him out for whatever reason. I assumed it was the toy itself, so we didn't use it again after that, though I certainly did whenever I was alone.But whatever had happened to cause me to squirt, gush like that. Well...it now happened dam near every single time. And because it did, he quit approaching me. For whatever reason, it simply turned your father off, grossed him out.. She said, "Scott, mydaughter..." Scott interrupted her and said, "You mean your so...,"before he could say the word "son," Janice put her index figured toScott's lips. She said, "Scott, be a gentleman. As I was saying, mydaughter is in love with you. Every conversation I have with her over thelast several months starts with her telling me how wonderful you are. Shehas never talked about another this way in her 29 years. this is why Iinvited you over this afternoon." She paused to let Scott.