I was considering asking her if she’d get her navel pierced so I could put a nice emerald in her belly button. It would look great when she wears c...op tops. I hate to ask her to actually modify her body for me, though. I’m afraid she’d do it just to please me even if she didn’t want to do it. I’ll have to say something about it the next time we see someone with a belly piercing and see what she says.When we got to the restaurant and stood in front of the maitre d’ stand, he couldn’t stop. ”“Sorry, coach.” Jake said apologetically. “I can’t seem to help myself.”The coach sighed. “I’m not supposed to ask this, but I’m going to. There’s no wrong answer and either way I’ll support you.” He told Jake. “Are you gay?”Jake blushed and lowered his head. “I... I don’t know, coach. I think I’m just curious.”“I am here for you. You’re 18 and you’re headed to college in a few months. I just want to help.” The coach reassured him. “Now explain this curiosity.”“Well... I masturbate a lot. And. She is the apple of my eye and on this occasion the subject of my lust.During the course of the party Amanda spent a lot of her time chatting with me and when we were alone on the sunny verandah where I sat on the day bed, she cuddled up onto my lap with the result that my body reacted and my penis became hard.My wife and I had been away for nearly five years, traveling on our sea going yacht and this was the first time Amanda and I had seen each other in that time. Her warmth as she cuddled. And don't forget the epidural."Things were quite a bit less hectic than with our first.Karen's doctor told us it was time. I tilted my head questioningly."It's just a baby," Karen said. "We're not politically correct. Go with the family."Earlier we had agreed it was entirely her call. I was happy to do whatever she preferred, and she knew it.My mother and I headed to the waiting room.My father was reading the paper. He glanced up. Mom shook her head and he went back to the paper.Betty had.