Dad had been bedridden at his lowest ebb, so I took time off to nurse him through it.One morning he called to me to help him, 'What is it daddy', I as...ed, poking my head into his room from the slightly ajar door?'I need to piss sweetheart', he said, and like I mentioned, bodily functions from our c***dhood and my subsequent University Education in Medicine, made me immune to embarrassment, I'll get a pan Dad', and I went into the bathroom, where it was, I had emptied it that night and left it. I wasn’t, because I was going to spend the night with Nicole on Saturday, and I was betting there was a good chance Suzanne and I would get together at some point, if not this weekend, then sometime in the future. What was changing was just my age, and that created an impediment for more and more girls as time went on.“Think what you want,” I replied. “But I’ve always gone through phases. This one just might be semi-permanent, at least with regard to teenagers.”“Speaking of that, did anything. Having done his duty as bag-carrier, and realising that he was not required in the subsequent conversation about his marital prospects, he deposited his mama and her luggage with their relative. He was resigned to loiter a while before the next conveyance could carry him back home.The strain of Fifi’s demanding presence followed by his mother’s interference had left him feeling uncharacteristically downhearted as he walked aimlessly towards the main street. His miserable musings were. As I lick I hear the sound of a zip it seemsto last for minutes and strikes horror into me what is the guy doing I don'twant this. I open my eyes to see the man removing his boots and thenoveralls. "Look I don't want this I am not gay I ." The man brings his fingerto his mouth and I stop speaking. "Look you have 2 choices either give mewhat I want or everyone will know what you are" I think about my friends andfamily shit this is no choice I think of a third maybe I could run or fightwhat is he.