After dinner, Junior and I retired to the computer room while the others started showering andgetting ready for the evening. Junior's mind was like a...sponge trying to soak up everything hecould from me in the short time we had together. When the others were ready to leave, we took abreak to bid them farewell.Junior immediately headed for the refrig and popped a couple of beers. We started talking aboutall sorts of things. He thought it was really cool how I was so open about being gay. He. All I did was tell him about a few good times I’ve had. I’ve never thought of myself as a particularly good storyteller, never thought anyone would really be interested in hearing all about my sordid affairs, but that one reaction made me think. So, I thought perhaps maybe there are more of you out there that would enjoy hearing about my many adventures… My name is Ree, honestly it is. A bit of a lark of a name, but it’s about as unique as I am. I know you’re going to need it before long, so. Sex was therefore out of the question for at least four months.Mom continued by saying that even after the four months had passed dad could not have sex with her because the medications that he had been taking for his heart condition had, had a side effect on my father's body leading him suffer from erectile dysfunction. He simply could not get an erection. Apparently the problem was so severe that they had visited a sexologist who diagnosed him with having a rare condition where he could never. When the seemingly endless waves of pleasure began to subside, Cole collapsed onto his back, tugging Sophie with him so she sprawled comfortably on his chest. He stretched hard before folding his arms behind his head, unable to stop what he knew was a very smug smile turning up his lips. After a few minutes, Sophie began to squirm, her rosebud mouth pursued in an adorable moue of displeasure. ‘What’s wrong, kitten?’ ‘I wish I could live with you inside me,’ she complained, grasping his.