“Jim, have you visited the man? Have you invited him to your place just to watch a ball game? I know you thanked him, said all the right things afte... Ann recovered thank the Lord. But well, I mean...”I was nodding. I looked away and then back at the man. “It’s hard, sir, very hard,” I said.“Things, worth the time to do or to have often come with a lot of hard work attached to them, Jim. Anyway, think about what we’ve talked about today. Okay?” he said.“Sure, I guess,” I said.The man was right.. " We're suiting up now," he told her next. "We'll move in and try to get some water on it."They finished donning their suits, zipping them completely over their helmets and faces, leaving only enough room for their masks and goggles to peak out. "You ready?" Lisa asked Brian."I'm ready," he replied. "Let's do it."They began to trot in the direction of the blaze, their combat goggles allowing them to see through the choking smoke, their suits protecting them from the heat. The blaze grew. I drank up, and thought, what the hell, and started moving. There was no response for a while, and then, Ann put her head down- Romy kept talking for a while. I was quiet, moving almost not at all, but she finally got it that something was going on, half drunk as she was."What ya doing?" she finally asked."I'm fucking Ann," I said. Romy said something like omigod and tried to get up, and then Ann did something I didn't expect her to do. She grabbed her hand and said, "Stay."She sat up and took. Worried, “Mom, nothing came out.”Calmly, “That means you didn’t ejaculate.”Still worried, “So I jacked off but I didn’t.”Laughing, “You could say that. Rarely does a boy ejaculate on his first orgasm. Sometimes this continues for a few years.”“Why?”“Who knows. For now you have the fun without the worry.”“What do you mean. Mom?”“If your father didn’t ejaculate I wouldn’t have gotten pregnant.”First silent, “Oh, I get it…. Hey, you mean I was a worry.”“Well, yes. Your father kept pressuring me to.