. you know, masturbate frequently?"I nodded, thankful for the dim light so that my embarrassment would not be too obvious on my burning cheeks.She nod...ed knowingly, "Boys do it a lot at your age." I normally did it about twice a day - Gerald used to admit to about three to four times on average a day.The silence lengthened and we just looked at each other. I felt almost dizzy with power - this isn't right. I stood and took two strides before mom sat forwards and asked anxiously, nervously,. She had done very well with an insurance outfit and had risen to middle management and I was quite impressed with how far she had come in a fairly short period.One day, she came home from work and said the company was sending her and about a dozen of her other female managers to a retreat for a week. She said it was one of those touchy-feely self actualization things that big companies with too much money do to make sure they look like they are politically correct. A fuckin' waste of time I. Sex education was left to the individual, and misconceptions were the norm. It was the mid-sixties and early seventies.We are now in our early sixties and for years we never spoke of our teenage “sins”. But, recently, having found many others sharing their experiences on the internet, I decided, that unlike our first tentative encounters in which my sister tended to make the first overtures, I would share some of the stories I had found with my sister and see how she reacted. The stories proved. He had no say about any sex life he might or might not ever have or enjoy again. If Wendy wanted to sodomize him every time she had a fight with me, she was within her rights to lash out and take it out on him. If she wanted him to eat her ass while I plowed her ... or Tamara, Jordan had to comply. If she opted to dress him as a French maid and have him do all household chores, he would have no recourse against her whims.“I might make him wash the bedsheets after long nights of hot, sweaty sex,.