.yeah, I mean, I guess...," I interjected."You can't get hard, correct?" Yeah...that's correct." When's the last time you were able to function?" Two ...nd a half weeks ago." And was this with a female?"I looked to her shocked, "Of course, why would you ask?" Have you only been with females?" I'm not gay." I didn't ask that," she corrected, "Have you only been with females?" Yes."She nodded."Do you consider yourself sexually voracious?" I've been with lots of ladies." And you've traditionally. Sex was good, but I honestly can't say it was any better than it was before. It was like turning up the power only to find that you're already going flat out, but instead of being on a big old Honda Fireblade, you're on a little put-put; it'll get you there, but with little excitement and it's usually a lot of hard work.Once again, everything cooled off.I thought about this for a while and the only conclusion I could come up with was if I made some changes. It seemed the only 'fair' thing to. Everything is under control," Dick said with fatherly good humor.Jack couldn't think of anything that was under control. His mom and sister were acting crazier than usual, sexier than normal, and his hard cock was leaking so bad there was a wet spot on his pants leg the size of a small saucer. What was under control?Finally the meal was over to Jack's relief. Now he could escape this torture and go to his room."May I be excused," the 13 year old boy asked as he rose from his chair? "I have some. Among the sophistically built buildings there was a stableof horses, a hanger for keeping two choppers and one jet plane, agarage for storing more than fifty vehicles, and an outdoor tenniscourt. Swimming pool and many other facilities of recreation wereinside the three-story mansion itself, which by look resembled apalace.Deborah Collins was far from being a moral person. Many of her deedscould in fact be described as evil. Media hunters were always tailing abreaking opportunity. Hence, many.