.."Van chuckled in spite of himself. "Yeah, and you're twenty-one years old. Chances are your dick won't go down for the first hour, no matter how man... times you do it. It's called youth. Nothing like it. Look, neither your mother nor I knew anything about sex, and we didn't have a computer then where we could easily read up on things, like you said you did. Ask your mother. We did just fine, anyway." 'Ask my mother?'" Jeremy repeated, his eyes widening before he realized his father was teasing. “He is slow. He is a nice individual but he takes so long. I was here one day for over one and a half hours and was out in minutes”.“Who are you seeing?” the woman asked.“Henderson”, he replied. There was a few seconds of silence before he asked. “Is your appointment with my chap?” he asked.“Oh! No”, she replied with a smile. “I’m with the other clinic and I haven’t had to wait too long”. Over the following minutes now that a conversation had been started an array of subjects was touched on. “Fine pick a store with some variety because we are only going to one,” I demanded.“You know they are going to charge for delivery. We are outside their delivery area, but I expect it will still be less expensive than buying it locally.” she said.“On the way out of town lets stop at the Daniels Furniture Store it should be close to the Greensboro prices if we factor in delivery,” I said.Thia had to try the new bed before we left. Not that kind of trial. She bounced up and down on it then. She put the pasta in a bowl and sat it on the counter.Then she poured the hot marinara sauce and meatballs into another bowl, setting it beside the pasta on the counter. Jack placed the salad on the table, then he put the bowls of pasta and sauce on there too. Ariel took the bread from the oven, put the hot slices on a plate and put it on the table. "Jack, could you please get the grated cheese and salad dressing from the fridge and the wine from the freezer for me?" she asked him. He smiled.