He poured me a drink, which I refused, and he and my co-workers, my friends, toasted me before I left. I didn't even take my things. I don't need any ...f it now.I don't know what I'm going to do. I think I'll leave my kids with their Aunt Janell for a while longer.Journal Entry Number Seven:Well, I just had my weekly appointment with my wonderful 'Doctor'. He's a quack; I'm so done with that guy.I think he is the crazy one. I need to face reality? I need to move on? Excuse me, but grief does not. I was awoken by the doorbell, so I rolled over and saw the time - 11:05, Jenna was here! I quickly ran downstairs, unaware of my almost complete nakedness, I got to the door and looked through the one way glass, it was definitely Jenna, I opened the door and almost as soon as I did she dropped her bag and covered her eyes. Wondering what was wrong I asked if she was OK, she turned, uncovering her eyes slightly and pointed at my naked tits. I looked down and almost screamed as I ran upstairs. I could hear my relatives moving around outside the bedroom and never expected anyone to venture into the room, but the way everyone was getting drunk and shouting to each other, mixed with raucous laughter, I suppose the inevitable of sexual innuendo hung in the air, as cousins and in-laws, combined to enjoy themselves a little further than they normally would, had they not imbibed too much alcohol, and relaxed their libidos, in short, some of them were just plain horny and sex was. My seeds often wet the floor mat under the table because she was so skilled in her milking process. However, there came a point when we both knew that enjoyable exercise was not enough and I crept into her compartment with her husband snoring to pin her to the mat with my ardent cock meeting little or no resistance. She would give me little sweets from her pockets, when the others were not looking and I knew she had an attachment for me or at least for my obviously ready for action male.