One day while I was at work, I called my secretary to come to my office, when she was in I asked her to set and listen to what I say and give me a cle...r answer to my questions.I said to her “what I will talk about has nothing to do with our work, it is personal, are you ready to hear it?” She said “I am your secretary, I can not refuse your orders, I am listening”. I thanked her and added “what do you say about anal sex?”She was surprised from my question, she kept silent for seconds then she. Ronnie was the first to catch on, and she smiled brightly as she threw her arms around me, pressing herself to me in a flash. By the time I realized that she would feel my hard-on, she had already felt it; her face grew red as she jumped away, staring at my poking crotch. "WHAT was THAT?"I felt myself flush with embarrassment at having been caught so much on the wrong foot, and was almost ready to apologize when it struck me that the two females were laughing their heads off. I attempted a weak. At that time my father was abroad serving in the Navy.My mother was not happy that I spend all day looking scruffy although sheunderstood the problem I had. She wanted me to look smart at least forour Christmas dinner. It was my sister who came up with the idea. "I knowthat Chris is all boy, mum, but I could let him borrow one of my skirtswhich will be comfortable and smart. It's only the three of us here." Hang on," I said, "I don't want to dress up as a girl." Oh go on," said my mum, "it will. The Clarks were seconds away from losing their only tradition and something needed to be done in order to keep it going. So ... they let each of their kids invite a friend. Colby, their oldest child of seventeen, decided to bring along his friend Brian. Brian, who was also seventeen, had moved to their town only six months ago and Colby had taken it upon himself to be friends with the boy. He thought inviting him would make him feel like he really did have a friend and really did belong where.