It's how we manage those feelings that matters. Denying them won't work. I wish Daddy could be my first lover, but I know it won't happen." Well, ther...'s no danger of me wanting MY dad," Jess snarled."But think about this, Jess," Sarah said seriously, "I'll bet he's struggling with his thoughts about you."Jess responded quickly. "A couple of times, Mom almost clawed his eyes out when she didn't like the way he looked at me. Then, she screamed at me for being 'provocative'. I can't help how big. You can listen to what you want to on the radio, stop where you like, and not have to worry about entertaining me on the ride. Plus, you won't be lurking around the house, bothering me, while I try to do some work." Ok, ok, I'll go. I'll leave after breakfast Saturday morning, get there around 1:00 or so, fix the door and whatever other projects she has, and be home by 11:00 or so," I said.I managed an early start and made great time. Janet met me at the door. "Thank you, thank you, thank you!". She actually thanked me for that day when I was kind enough to stop over and help her out. She further clarified that she was suspicious of me initially as not many people would even pass a second glance to help someone out. She further stated that she had seen me a couple of times after that incident and every time all I was doing was listening to music lost in my own world and not bothered about talking to anyone else and so she took it that.I was genuinely trying to help her and soon we. He returned from the bathroom a few minutes later a little sheepishly. After all these were nice clean cut normal American boys dealing with the Pig. "Its in there" he smiled, pointing toward the bathroom. So we had the Pig crawl in there and we all followed. The k** had deposited some real thick long turds, and the water was a yellow brown mixture with shit streaked toilet paper in it."Well the Pig hasn't eaten yet today except some French bread and a little pizza from Jesses asshole, and he.