The old neighbor hood went to shit and I started spending more time with mom to look out for her. The more time away from the wife the less sex we ha.... The less sex we had the more time I spent away from her. A year after Dad died I moved back in with mom and filed for divorce. I was in my old room again with mom down the hall, her bedroom door some 15 feet with the only bathroom separating us. With-in a month I had a go pro live feed set up to cover her bathing in the shower and a toilet. But pulling duty last night, he had today off. That lucky fuck, I thought, I’d trade a night on duty for a day off in a heartbeat. I wasn’t able to get much accomplished, thinking mostly about what I was going to do later on, only to come back to reality and need to distract myself when I started getting too turned on. In the army, it’s quite frowned upon to walk around amongst 100+ guys all day sporting a pants tent. The moment that I was finished for the day, I was off like a shot back to the. What used to be my pride and joy,Is now my water spout.Time was when, on its own accord,From my trousers it would spring.But now I've got a full time job,To find the friggin thing.It used to be embarrassing,The way it would behave.For every single morning,It would stand and watch me shave.Now as old age approaches,It sure gives me the blues.To see it hang its little head,And watch me tie my shoes!!Here is an actual sign posted at a golf club in Scotland, UK :1. BACK STRAIGHT, KNEES BENT2. FEET. ”A pained groan resounded in Henry’s head, exploring different excuses before Mr Gordon had even finished his sentence. “Could I count on you, Henry?”Henry put on his best ‘hands tied’ face. “Uhh, actually this weekend isn’t great for me, Mr Gordon. I already committed to plans for Saturday, and I don’t think I’d be able to get out of it at short notice… Sorry.”Mr Gordon’s eyes gave a twitch of disappointment, continuing to study Henry from above as he usually did. Henry sat below him with a.