“Yes baby,” he replied. “Why do you ask?”“Because… There’s something hard in your pants daddy.” Taylor responded with a bit of a chuck...e.“Oh that…” Martin said a little embarrassed. “Just ignore it sweetie, daddy’s just got a hard-on.”Taylor looks up at her daddy, “What is a hard on?”Martin looks down at his daughter in astonishment, “Uh, well honey, a hard-on is where daddies get a hard penis… and uh… well it’s a little hard to explain beyond that.”“Please try daddy?” Taylor pleads. “Please. Some how over my few short years, I had developed and deep and lustful atttraction to cock, while still in High School. But I was a jock, and jocks weren’t Gay. Jocks were manly men, not the type who dream about being on their knees, not the type that fantasize about sucking dick. Only think is I did! I had never done it, never had the chance, but I so wanted to. Just the thought of it made my knees weak. After gym, or practice, I would carefully steal glances at the other boys in the showers,. When will she be inducted? Where is she from? Can she come up? What's the story?" he asked."Well, I only met her last night. She seems to be big into the occult and stuff. We're gonna chat tonight. Don't worry Rex-y... I'll get her up here baby." and she leaned over him and gave him a kiss and a hug. Then she was off to her part time job at the doctor's office. "See ya later Hon. "That night she and Sandy met on the computer again. "Hey Sweetie, how's it going tonight?" Rita asked."Oh pretty. The tears she had held back flowed from her eyes as she slid to the floor and sobbed.A constant buzz woke Liza. She realized it was the doorbell as she sat up. Not yet fully awake, her mind thought maybe it would be Erik, so she ran to answer it."I've been worried to death. You didn't answer your phones and you took forever to open the door," Gloria stated as she walked right in.Liza followed her best friend into the kitchen and crumpled onto a chair. Fresh tears fell as she pictured the scene.