Jessica is four years old and is just as pretty as her mother, my daughter Heather. Heather got married at eighteen to her husband when she was six mo...ths pregnant. Harold was twenty-one years old and not very likable. I always thought that he was a loser and that she could do better. Apparently I was right.Well one day when I was home alone I was in the bathroom taking a shower. When I got out of the shower and was drying my hair my head was covered by my towel. All of a sudden I felt a warm. Even just knowing, for once, he had something ofsignificance to share, was making him feel human. It was worth fightingoff the sweet embrace of evanescent nothingness to feel human.AJ feeling human used to be weekly, then it went to a fortnight. Now, itwas creeping up to only monthly. He knew it would not last forever,nothing did. It did sadden him that she would just never show up againin his life and there would be no proper goodbye. No closure on one ofthe few good things in his life. Then. You must be a real horny guy."Speechless, he just stated at her until she put one small hand upon his thigh. Then he grunted and frowned and tried to look stern. "Sunny Watson, you're putting me on, and I'll bet my bitchy sister had something to do with it. Now you'd better run on home before somebody hears you talking dirty." Listen to the big man," she said, sliding her hand into his crotch where the swelling was. Harry leaped like a startled buck, but the pressure of her hand on his cock. I'd let it go too long.I'd taken the pills for at least a month at the hospital and the wholetime at Tom's before it dawned on me to check the label. Sure, I'd readthe "Take 1 pill, twice a day" part. They were supposed to be testosteronereplacement pills, since my body doesn't produce that hormone anymore.Really, I should have checked but I didn't even know what 'hormones' wereback then. The doctor was new, some young guy in a hurry and I was acharity case. I was so used to taking whatever.