Our meal was eaten happily with my mother and Agnes going into more detail about the wedding preparations. I wasn’t as interested in the procedure b...t the result. I smiled when I thought about that. My mother and Agnes both noticed.“What made you smile, Eric?” My mother asked.“I was just thinking...”“Dangerous,” Agnes said.“I was just thinking that I’m really more interested in the end result than the process.”My mom quickly said, “Don’t think any more. It might be bad for your health. If Agnes. ”“And you still prefer men?”“Please don’t say that. I’m trying.”“I’m just trying to understand, Michael. Can you tell me what bothers you about women?”“They’re just missing something I guess. And the smell.”“The way I smell bothers you?”“Oddly no. You smell really good to me.”“Then maybe you can do what your brother did. Your semen is there, as is your brothers. You don’t mind that?”“It definitely doesn’t bother me. But ... I’ve never done that.”“I can direct you. Tell you what pleases me. Do. "We got on with the warming up and the physical aspect of the training, including quite a lot more bo work, because I wasn't learning that as fast or as well.During our halftime break, while we were sharing my food in the kitchen, I told Sensei, "I'm embarrassed to tell you that I got involved in another fight. I know good aikidoka seek to avoid combat, but I was attacked by six guys at school this afternoon." Oh?" Sensei looked concerned. Obviously not about my health, because we'd been. There is kind of a pressure factor, though. Performance anxiety, you know?" Well, that's up to you. But, Dan, we're all friends. I understand how guys are sometimes. I'm sure Sandy does, too. There shouldn't be pressure, just pleasure. We'd just have to be patient with each other." Now it seemed like she was trying to talk me into it! This was just too weird."What I'm asking, I guess, is whether you and Sandy really want to risk it? Because I've heard of couples trying things like this and.