I understand if you don’t want to talk about it with me. I’m NOT trying to get 500 emails begging me not to do it or 5 asshats giving advice on ho... to and telling me to Youtube it for their enjoyment.About two months into the initial phase of my illness is when I realized how fucked I truly was. At that point, they hadn’t found a reliable way for me to speak on a regular basis yet. I couldn’t work. Couldn’t pay enough attention to watch TV. Couldn’t write fiction. It was then I started thinking. " Dad! That's a great idea!" I exclaimed.He cocked his head and said, "It means another year of poker playing for you." No problem," I said. "I told you that I'd support you to become all you can be. This is fantastic! I'm very pleased." Thanks," he said. "That girl of yours, she's a beauty." Yes she is. I love her a lot, Dad." I could see that. I could also see that as much as you love her she loves you more. I'm happy for you, Son."I stood on the site of my new home and looked to the east. "Claire thisis my mother in law." Hi!" waved Claire handing back the change. "And who is that littlecutie? I didn't know you had another daughter? What's your nameprincess?" Well... Umm," started Timmy panicking searching for a lie."Oh she's so shy! How cute are you honey?... Excuse me one second," saidClaire speaking into the microphone to another customer. "Welcome toMcDonalds, may I take your order?" Mom, please what do I say?" whispered Timmy. "Remember she knows me! Shehelped me with math. It was driving me mad and yet more and more excited. I remembered when I first experimented in playing with myself how I had tried to do it slowly to make me last longer but never could manage it as the power of the want became so strong I had to quickly finish it off. Yet here it was that slow-motion I had longed for being exacted on me, my orgasm slowly starting to bubble within me. My knees were weak I grabbed for the coffee table which forced me to bend further over pushing my ass out.