I was right. His mouth was on fire, like a man with a unrelenting thirst. It was close to religious what he was doing with his sweet lips, hot tongu... and moist warm mouth. I quickly withdrew my cock, put it in my pants and zipped up. There was no need to get arrested for public sex, he had passed his audition. With my right hand, I grasped his longish hair on the back of his head firmly pulling his head backward so he was looking directly up at my face. Our eyes locked. It was time. I couldn’t see anything wrong with it.“You think it’s weird too,” Lily lamented.“No I don’t, haven’t you looked up about it? What’s inside-out about it anyway?”“It goes in, normally. I mean, inwards. It just comes out when it’s cold or I rub it.” She flicked her fingers over it and it plumped up noticeably.“So what do they say online?”“It’s just, you know, ‘don’t worry about it’. But boys might not like it.”“I see.” I tried to work out what a father was supposed to do. At the same time I was. All these visions took place before I met her. She got up on the stair master and took off her robe. Her body glistened in the light from the room. She started slowly. Her body was nicely toned. Her breasts bounced slightly as she moved up and down. She grabbed a towel and wiped her face. The sweat was glistening on her breasts making them shiny in the light. There were small rivulets of sweat running between her breasts down over her taut stomach to her mound. Her hips were moving side to side. The cold air rushed against my barely clad form, but the open windows were the only way I had to remind me that I was still alive. My soul was tortured and my heart was broken. I was alone and lonely and my sadness wrapped brittle fingers across my mind. The blank screen across the room mocked me. No words from anyone in days. Nothing but silence brought about by my own weaknesses. My deepest fear was realized time and again…no one wanted me, for any amount of time. I always fucked up and they.