Well, maybe that will change," I replied."No. I don't think so. He's been having problems for a while now, and I don't see it changing." Problems?"Wit... another loud sigh, Mom said, "Yes, he's can't get an erection. God knows we've tried, but it just doesn't happen." Oh..." Was my only response."Really, I don't know why I'm telling you this."I sat in silence and pondered over what mom just said and replied, "Well, I'm glad you did, and from what you said, I don't know why you're so upset about. Mounting the table like a kiddie's train - in order mother, daughter, mother, daughter, they rode the dildos and stroked the breasts in front of them to several thrilling climaxes.The regular-sized shower cubicle was a bit of a squeeze for four slippery bodies to clean up, but the overhead drench shower head left all hands free for exploration and soaping. Molly thought she had gone to heaven when the enema-style pulsating shower attachment entered her slippery arse, just managing to stay. ”“Julian, please. I really didn’t mean it the way it must have sounded,” she said. “And, no, I am not going if you’re not. You’re my man, and I need to be with you not them or anybody else.”The thing was I kinda believed her, but it still rankled, oh my, yes it did.“Hmm, okay then, please let them know we’re not coming. We’ll maybe go out ourselves and celebrate the new year.“Yes, of course,” she said.“Does he know you came over here?” said Blake.“He told me it was up to me to tell you we won’t. ..simple enough)Born in 1969, in the Denver General Hospital to Gary, and Mary at Nine Thirty three PM on November 23rd.When mom's water broke, and the contractions had begun Dad was already tipsy.Mom says dad had to stop on the way for cigs, and got so caught up in telling the cashier about my arrival that it took twenty minutes to get a damned smoke. In her impatience to get to the hospital, and Dad's inability to shut the fuck up in a crisis she got out to fetch the man.My head slid right.