"If you ever fuck my ass without lubrication, I'll cut your balls off."I watched his face as his brain tried to absorb the grammatical impact of my wo...ds, as he tried to understand that my act of omitting the 'ed' from the word 'fuck', and the use of the word 'will' instead of 'would' changed the statement from a hypothetical threat to a clear, and immediate, offer of the pleasures of a visit through my experienced back door. Then I opened my robe, let it fall to the floor and turned my back to. I had gotten a glimpse of my father naked years ago, but had never really gotten a good look at him, and for some reason I found my hands going up to the elastic of his boxer shorts as he laid back on the bed with his legs hanging over the side."This is sick," I remember whispering to myself as I slowly pulled down the striped briefs, exposing first the wild spray of pubic hair and then the shaft of his cock.I exhaled loudly as more and more of the flaccid beige tube was exposed as I tugged the. "I said, "Nothing at all?"Then my dad said, "Well, there's Jon, next door."I then asked curiously, "Who's Jon?" He lives next door," my dad said.I then said, "Ummm - - - ok, so tell, tell - - - tell me what the gossip is on him." My dad then began telling me things like, his wife had left him, and that he hasn't been going out at all, but only to go to work.My dad then said, "Mrs. Bragdon from across the street has been going there to see if he is okay."I then said jokingly, "Sure she has,". May I sit down for a minute?’ He nodded at the chair next to her. ‘Please.’ He sat his cup on the table, slid the chair back a little and sat. ‘My name in Joseph.’ ‘I’m Randi,’ she replied. ‘Spelled with an ‘i’.’ ‘Of course it is,’ he said with a little laugh. She giggled at him. It was an honest-to-god giggle. ‘That’s the way my mother and father spelled it.’ ‘I’m sorry,’ he said, ‘I meant no offense. It just fit you.’ ‘How so?’ ‘It’s cute, and so are you.’ He leaned back just a little. She.