..”“Let’s go downstairs and talk, Seamus.”The pounding on the door stopped and the yelling dropped off. Kelly looked at me from her side of th... door where she had been bracing it. I finally took a deep breath and stepped away from the door, fully expecting to have to brace it again. The door didn’t collapse. “Now what?” I whispered.“Get cleaned up!” she whispered back.We straightened our clothing, and Kelly tossed the towels into her closet and remade the bed. I still had the need to go. As a child I would sit on his lap as he read H.G. Wells to me. His favorite, ‘The Time Machine” became mine as well. As I read books like “Master Of The World” I could see how Jules Verne used physics to make the stories more realistic.One day my mother sat me down and told me that there was an old book by Jules Verne that she thought I would enjoy. It was called “Twenty Thousand Leagues Under The Sea”. Her exposing me to physics let me see that a boat could sail under the water and “Journey To. I wondered if they were playing video games or something a little more adult. We adjourned to the living room after helping clean up the kitchen and opened the wine. Pat and I shared the couch, and Betty took the lounge chair across from us.“Well, Robert, It’s been a long time since I had the pleasure of making dinner for you.”“It was fabulous, Betty. I enjoyed every bite.”Betty was never shy about asking personal questions, “So Pat, have you had any luck getting this guy into your bed yet?”Pat. ' he said. I looked at him, then opened the box and to my surprise it was full of pornographic magazines! My heart started racing immediately and when Alan nodded his approval I took the top one, a copy of Mayfair, and started to look through it. The pictures of the girls inside were so sexy, their full breasts, hairy pussies, stockings and suspenders made my senses race and I could feel my penis hardening immediately.Alan asked me what I thought as I flicked through one magazine then another,.