He slid gently off the bed. A quick head count told him that he was the first one up. He made his way to the bathroom and relieved himself. The shower...lured him in and he took a short but refreshing bathe. The jets of warm air at the end of the shower surprised him but he decided that he liked it.Still not accustomed to being naked - nude, he corrected himself - he made his way to the kitchen area. There he found Jenny pulling a steaming cup from the replicator. "Good morning," he said. "I. As I was getting changed I suddenly realized that Becky dodged the question if she liked girls. I wondered if she did that on purpose. Could she be a lesbian I thought to myself? Maybe bisexual like her mom? As I thought about it I realized I was getting a little hard at the thought. Why am I getting hard? Is it the thought of lesbians? It could be because of my daughter. Damn now I have a mental image of my young daughter eating pussy. What the fuck?! I need to get laid. I can’t be thinking of. On the one hand, I kind of felt like I'd leaned on her too much in the past. On the other hand, she was my friend. I vacillated for a while until I realized I could just tell her that."Hey," I said, once she was on the phone and we'd made our greetings. "I wanted to tell you about last night with Sharon. But as a friend, not a counselor, okay?" Sure, Joe," she said. "I've been wondering what happened." Well ... how long do you have?" As much time as you want."An hour later, I'd completed the. I had several other jobs I had to do, as well as return to hunting, but I worked diligently and managed to finish the complete structure before the weather got cold again.Hunting was something of a problem. My first efforts involved using my assault weapon as a hunting weapon, but I soon gave that up for most game. Imagine what happens to a moderate-size rabbit when it is hit with a .45 caliber slug at supersonic speed. The mass of mangled meat is simply not worth trying to salvage. On the.