Talkabout humiliating! Not only didn't I have anything left "down there" butI had to wear girl's panties and sanitary napkins! Well, the only optionwa... to continue wetting my jeans, so I guess I didn't have much choice inthe matter.The first time that I was able to take a shower, I was gently (VERYgently) washing myself off down there and the full impact of what hadhappened struck me. Five weeks ago I had been a normal sixteen year-oldboy and what was I now? Some kind of freak? I was so. We started to have "happy hour" on Friday afternoon, Linda and Leslie would make drinks and sit on the deck and talk, giggle and get drunk. I was glad they got along so well and liked having Linda around for both work and so my wife could have friend. As time passed, the ladies started to flirt not only with me in a fun way but also with each other. A hug here or there, a kiss on the check or even on the lips, a pinch on the ass. My wife being in her forties is not bad looking, fit, nice body. I thought itwould help me get a bit of control of them when we talked... I'msorry..." I felt the emotions well up within me in the moment. I guessSam noticed it when she leaned over and grabbed me in a tight hug. Whileit hurt slightly with my muscles being as sore as they were, it felt muchbetter to have her hug me. I could deal with my muscle ache.She whispered in my ear, "Jordan... The last couple of days, especiallytoday I realized something... I don't want you in my life... I needyou... I. "'Morning sweetie," he said. "How is your- project going?" It's going great," I said. "You were right about just pouring myselfinto it." Just be careful," he reminded me. "I have this feeling you're dealingwith something more than just a school project." I got it under control." I smiled. I feel that I more than have it undercontrol. I feel I dare say - invincible.I grabbed a Pop Tart and made my way to the steps. The first step I tookwith my heel, my ankle bent and I caught myself on the.