Now I was beginning to feel like a god dammed pervert. The thought of my son watching me made my tits harden and I could feel a tingling inside me."Oh...fuck', my mind sang out as one small climax rolled over me.--------------That evening we were sitting at the kitchen table, eating dinner. (Even though it's only the two of us, I insist that we eat a family style dinner, every day; no excuses. I guess that's the Italian in me.)I don't know if he planned the moment for affect, but I had my wine. I could tell he drank, but not often. My respect for him grew….“In any case. My daughter is 18 years old. Had she been born a week or two earlier she would most likely be off at college and her choices would be completely out of my hands at this point.” He gave me an appraising look, “I also know my daughter is a sexual creature…” his eyes narrowed, “Are you sleeping with my daughter…?”My eyes hardened. This was not his business, father or not… “Sir.” I took a deep breath to steady myself. Hey,. "They were drunk... NASCAR fans... that's different," I protested."Remember those six gentlemen who unzipped themselves in front of your mom and poor innocent cousin and fifty other women and started peeing..." OK. OK... I'll do it," I capitulated, knowing there was no point in trying to win any argument with my crazy cousin. I knew we'd still probably be arguing at midnight if I didn't take off my pants. Besides I wanted to see her reaction. My cock was filling!"Besides Charlie, you're not a. “But that’s my own damned fault.”“I thought we agreed to let the past stay in the past and focus on the present and the future. We’ve made good progress, Jos. So what can I help you with?”“I’m not sure Bill is the right guy.”“What brought this on? I thought things were going well.”“I’m not sure. I just keep getting this feeling that it’s a dead end.”“Have you talked about the future?” I asked.“Only in a general way, because I still have another year before I graduate and then three years of law.