“No Nancy you don’t have to do this” I said, “I am fine and we will be fine.” Nancy said very quietly still staring at the floor, “I want ...o do this. I need to do this.” Then she quickly looked up and caught my eye. There was fear and nerves but a strength as well. I know as much as she wanted to stop this that she was even more determined to see it through. Nancy’s mom said “Corner now please. Now David!” She was in charge again. Her nerves were gone. “Don’t make ask again or you may be over. The fact that he was sitting on the settee in just his boxers confirmed that fact. I had already told mum she was to say nothing when we arrived. “Mum.” I said, “Make the tea.” The look on dads face was a mass of confusion and I did nothing to ease that fact, I just sat in my usual seat. Mum brought my tea and put dads on his side table. She then sat in her chair. She too had a confused look on her face and I could see she was crying out to say something. I nodded at Lesley who went over to dad. Then after visiting the store half a dozen times I realized that they don't care. The more I went the more daring I got. A guy would motion for me to join him and I would get dressed and go into his booth. We would suck each others dicks and then go about our business. A few times and I would put my clothes on but wouldn't button my pants. A few more times and I stopped putting my clothes on completely. I would pick my clothes up and walk around to his booth totally naked. Now this was of. "Small! What do you mean, small?" I said in amazement."My thingy, it's only fifteen centimetres." Trust me, honey, there is nothing at all small about your prick. In fact I think it's gorgeous." To reinforce the point I reached down and gave it a little squeeze, feeling it grow harder. "Nice and long and plump; ooh, there's not a girl in the world who would call that small." You're just saying that because you're my mum." Honest, I'm not. Look, when I was your age I worried about my tits,.