He stopped and stood propped up on the handle of the lawn mower. I called out 'hi Harry,' Harry called back 'come over here I got something to tell y...u.' I walked over and Harry said 'I'm almost through, when I finish i would like for you to shower with me and have some fun.' I told a lie 'I have to get to town and see Mr. Jacob about a job.' Harry looked at me and said 'Mr. Jacob isn't there on Saturdays so just sit your butt on the step and wait till I finish. I watched Harry from the step. I want to be one of them. I want to know what it feels like. I want to know what the big deal is. Am I not pretty enough to be fucked?” She asked.“Of course you are,” I answered almost automatically. “Any boy in his right mind would be stupid not to want to touch you.”“Really?” She questioned, scooting herself closer.“Yes really.” I reassured the girl, not knowing exactly what I was doing. “Hell if I wasn’t so old and you weren’t so young I would love to be the one to show you exactly what. "but I also want you to know that if you enjoyed that and would not think less of me, there is more where that came from. Do you understand what I am saying?" Yeah, I think so. You are saying that you would do it for me again if I wanted you to." Son, I am saying that and then some. I know what your day has been like. My day was the same as yours. We don't have to finish this conversation tonight. As long as I know you are okay with what happened, then I will rest well." Mom, I am more than. In our kitchen we had tall stools at the breakfast table and I sat on one of those not thinking about anything really and differently not about sex, I was facing the back door and saw dad coming up the garden path, there was no need for me to feel uncomfortable even if I had been sitting here stark naked in front of my dad would have been alright because we were all used to being that way with each other, dad came in and I noticed him look at my lap, he had no top on and an old pair of trousers.