They never told me about a problem."What did your parents tell you before you came down here Don?" He asked."Well, they said you and Aunt Cathleen nee...ed some help for the summer." I answered."We do need your help Don and I talked to your dad and asked him to send you down here after he left a few weeks ago. You see Don." He began."About a year or so ago I stopped being able to function sexually. You know, I have been to all kinds of doctors and no one can help. I can't get an erection any. It was all about communication. She had to be vocal and tell him if she wanted more or less and faster or slower. Communication was key. In a way he had ‘prepped’ her. They had played around before with light bondage. She had been tied up or handcuffed before, as well as spanked either by him or with the soft rubber spatula from the kitchen. These were all intended to prep her, to make her transition into the lifestyle as smooth as possible. If she was upset and uncomfortable, then he was. The baby came, I know it was a girl, and given to the adoptive parents the same day. I don’t know any of the details.’ ‘And then, a few weeks later, Julie drove her car into a tree! The report said she had been going at a high rate of speed, and there were no skid marks. She had no booze or drugs in her and everyone speculated it was suicide. I’m certain it was. I wanted to do it too. But my parents took away the car, afraid I might. Time passed, and the pain lessened a little, and then I. We ordered Chinese, and watched movies. After a while she asked if we could smoke the bong again. I was thinking I needed to keep going with my plan tonight somehow I was going to get her to want to fuck me. I came back with the reefer and my bong and we smoked a ton. We started talking about porn at some point, and I told her about how I dug on blow jobs and big tits. “My favorite kind of porn is a chick who knows how to rock a cock doing just that.She grinned and told me she loves all kind of.