Before he know it his Mother ask. “Was that me? It look like someone wet the bed” Kara blushed, scooped the linen and tray to clean the wet juice ...f het squirting. “I’m sorry Son, look at the mess I made… I never in my whole life had some fluid coming out of me when I climax’s. I’m so sorry I think it is pee.” Danny take the sheets from his Mother and put his hand with the sheets to his nose. “No Mom this is not pee it smell nice… not at all pee.” Kara grabbed it from his hands “Danny stop that. We killed the shower, grabbed our towels and headed for the bedroom. We dried off a little, laid the towels on my bed by the window and cuddled together. Mike was lay on his back and I was attached to his side like a limpet. My hand moved to caress his perfectly shaven balls and pubic area. After a few seconds, I rolled onto my back and asked him if I would look better without pubes. He looked me in the eye and said, Wanna find out? I just giggled and asked if that meant he was going to shave. Instead I leaned forward and embraced him. He became very shocked at my reaction. ‘Who made you the way you are?’ I asked. ‘I have never told this story before,’ he said, as he sat down, ‘but I have rehearsed this over and over in my head, at least a hundred times. I was born in 1863 to Harold Dean Hunter and Elizabeth Anne Hunter. My parents were very wealthy and we lived in a rich neighborhood in New York. A nanny raised me, my mother had a terminal illness and the doctors could find nothing. I rolled to her side."Feeling old, Daniel?"I didn't answer. Emily pulled my head to her and kissed me on the lips."Is that what's bothering you?"I shook my head, but I couldn't find words to answer her."I love you, Daniel." She hugged me tight. "I loved that guy in the picture, too. I shiver when I remember how he took me that afternoon, and I still love him."She kissed me again."And if looking at that picture turns you into a tiger, pal, I'm all for it."Emily's giggles turned into hiccups. I.