I stroked myself to afull state of arousal and awaited my visitor. As I pondered I decided thatif it was Rory, I would not cover up. As it happened ...t was Tom, as he putdown my tea he studied my stiff cock. I stroked it gently.I then took a leap into dangerous territory and said "do you want to touchit?". He nodded and silently and slowly he knelt by the side of the bath,his eyes not leaving my crotch. As though he was about to touch somethingvery fragile he slowly extended his hand toward. ”Someone bent to an ear and said something.“That much?”A nod.A sigh.Case closed.No flintlock class this year. I spent a deal of time learning foundry work. It’s nearly impossible to find a small hearth. One small enough to fit in the shop but big enough to work. I had to make my own.A fifty five gallon drum made a long lasting backyard foundry. I used a 10 dollar drum for an outer wall, a plastic 7 gallon bucket as a form for the inner chamber and a mix of cheap unscented Kitty Litter. " Says who?" I do and if you don't then I win." You'll never win. I'll get up." Get up now." Ten minutes." OK, ten minutes but no more."Finally Adelaide did get up. She refused any sort of breakfast, but shedid take some aspirin and washed it down with orange juice."Joanne Sweetie," Steven said, "I think you should drive Steven to work.He doesn't look in any condition to drive by himself." Sure thing mom."After getting Adelaide into the car Joanne asked, "OK, what happened lastnight?" They. I was in my bedroom, sitting on my bed, and going over ideas, when my daddy knocked on my door."Can I come in sweetie?" Sure!" I said. "I can't believe it. It seems like just yesterday I was reading you bedtime stories, and now, your getting ready to leave for college." He shook his head in disbelief. "Oh daddy, I'll always be your little girl!" I said to reassure him, but he still seemed upset behind the weak smile he gave in response. "I have an idea daddy, why don't you read me a story like.