It was a delicate situation, no understatement there, but it was important for her to bring up Henry. Now, the mere mention of Henry’s name brought ... slight sneer to her father’s face. Cindy thought that eventually she would be able to talk about Henry without the sneer. It will take some time, maybe two, three years. Maybe after their first born.It was the third week that she screwed up, a REALLY bad screw-up. But, it had to happen, because, that’s the way it goes. All was going well, her Dad. ”“Oh cool, I’d love that. I hope they do.” She says still excited.About 30 minutes after they finish cleaning up, the men show up. Tom invites them all in for drinks and they sit around and chat a bit. When each has had a few drinks, Tom starts asking the men more specific questions.“So guys, we haven’t been nudist very long, but I’ve heard that in some families, they are very open about things like masturbation. You know like doing it when others are around. Any of you find that to be. She cursed as she struggled to use her phone, she’d call someone to get them to come out and help her change the wheel as she didn’t fancy trying to jack this big flat-bed pick-up thing up by herself. She drove slower now, and swore as she saw that there was no signal.A mile or so further on, she saw a flickering light just off the road, and as she neared it she saw a large building set back from the road. She couldn’t remember seeing it on the way out here this morning, but it was the only. "I didn't start out that night planning to fuck my mother. I didn't start out the night thinking of women at all. It was spring break and I had come home because I couldn't afford to go any place else. Several of my buds from high school were in the same boat and I ran into two of them at the mall. They knew of a couple more who were at home and so we made plans to get together at Spike's Bar & Grill to shoot some pool, toss some darts, sip suds and catch up on what had been going on since.