I didn't see him again until the next morning.He sat at the kitchen table eating a bowl of cereal, I looked at him, not sure if I should say hello or ...ot. I got a cup of coffee, and sat down with him. It was silent for a while, and I couldn't stand to only hear the soft hum of the refrigerator working."Daddy, I..." Hush! I don't want to talk about it."I was taken back by the harsh way he had spoken to me."Daddy, please." No. It shouldn't have happened." But I liked it." I don't want to talk. Frank’s accounts of his adventures with Sandra Zolinski had stirred forces within him and heightened the envy he had always felt for his gregarious twin brother. Frank had been right the previous day, he told himself. He was going to loose his virginity, and not to some sleazy prostitute in a ramshackle whorehouse in a disreputable part of town, or to a gum-chewing, prattling co-ed in the back seat of a car – but to this beautiful woman, in her parents’ little lakeside cottage. And, it wasn’t. The thought of it made me cum almost immediately.I pulled out of her and she went off to clean up. When she returned she fell into my arms and was asleep within minutes.The next day I awoke early. I had my breakfast but before I left for work, I called Joe. A female voice answered the phone. I told her my name and asked for Joe. She called Joe to come to the phone.“Hello, Joe speaking.”“Hi, Joe. I’m the guy that you gave your card to last night. I was wondering if you wanted to do some more. I smiled politely, and nodded."So I hear." No really, you do look exactly like him except for the grey eyes."He said.I shrugged my shoulders. My father was a very handsome man. 48 years old and still as cut as he was when he was our age. Picture Sam Worthington with gray hair and a crooked nose from a bar fight up in Dewitt County. That's my dad, and I guess me too."Tell your pa I said hi." He requested and turned to walk away."I don't know your name though." I said."Names' Henry." He said as.