Lucky Damien! My virgin mind would go crazy with erotic thoughts about Crystal...Over the next few years, Crystal and Damien had a second child. We'd ...ee the 4 of them a couple of times a month when they'd visit her parents nextdoor. Crystal and Damien with their 2 little boys. It really was a happy little family.I went on to date a few girls and after a while I had moved out of home too. As a result, I saw even less of Crystal but it seemed to be each time I saw her, I'd still think about. I couldn't do any better I figured, so damnthe mirror.I did one last check in the mirror, which was really a repeat of the tenor so times I'd done those other 'one last checks'. Why didn't Lisasuggest I pack a bag? Then I went right back to the root question - Whydid I feel like I knew nothing about what I was doing here or whom I wassupposed to do what ever I was supposed to be doing what ever with?Wait, I wasn't even making sense. I gotta stop this! My nerves wereabout fried already and going. ., I do indeed dream of it, but, how would I say ...Eric, where has your eloquence gone? You are suddenly stumbling here like a boy on an exam that has not learned his lessons. You are married so you know how to seduce a woman and I have known you long enough to know that you are not a gay gay ... what is the matter?Well Vanessa, I am indeed happily married and want to remain faithful even though the sex is substandard but your appearance is such that you could tempt the Pope.Well then?Well,. The longer I tried to make sense of my situation the more I tried to convince myself to ease my mind. Yet my erection was now a permanent feature, a worrisome sign of my supposed willingness to be messed with, trying not to worry about the mess I was leaving as a constant goo dribble, fretting what my mother would think of that. I didn’t know my own penis anymore.I’d not paid a lot of attention to penis details in my youth because the parochial lords led us to believe they were evil. I didn’t.