” “Without informing me about it, mother? Come on. What were you thinking? You’ve ruined everything.”“I must tell you something. I should ha...e told you about it the first day I found out.” She is getting me worried. What is she trying to say? What has she been keeping under her hat from me? “I don’t understand you.” “I have known for some time that…..that……Brice and Addison are seeing each other. Trust me: I am not supporting what that woman did. I’ve confronted her about it. We are now not on. " Seeing Dad the way we are now, well, he's really a man, I mean, I can see why you picked him out Mom. He must keep you pretty happy with that." I've always tried to be honest with my children, dear, and, yes, your father keeps me quite, quite happy with that."We talked about other things as well and that night, I filled in Mark on that afternoon's conversation with our daughter."Well, I guess for a guy whose turned forty, to have a pretty young woman like our Sandra to say she admires her. Getting up close with your big, strong, sadistic bully is somehow erotic for me. I don’t know if I’m masochistic or anything but I really don’t care. I found out I was gay when I’m 9 years old and I’m watching straight porn. As I masturbate I focused my attention to the woman, how the huge cock slick down to her pussy, how she moans with pleasure. I thought to myself “How does it feel to get fucked? Does it feel good?” These are the questions that boggle my mind. I said to myself “I don’t have. I scoot into your lap, still rolling my body along yours in sync with the music that is quickly fading from my ears, all I can hear is your breathing, all I see is your beautiful face and all I feel is your body beneath me-- especially your growing erection. My hands move from the wall to your thighs and I rub along your shaft. Your eyes close and we both bite our lips. The undoing of your pants startles you a bit and your eyes open in alarm. "Shhhhh," I whisper as I nibble your ear. "No one.