"Yeah. Good old, deadbeat Dad and his over-active imagination who turned out to be a nineteen-year-old shelf stacker named Shelly who had a ridiculous...pair of, what my buddy Steve called, funbags on her.But I was sure this dream had been different. There was just something about the girl that I knew was important. "I remember the girl." I said firmly as Mom stopped at the door to the sitting-room. "I can see her face and hear the things she said to me," I looked up at her, "She said I would. He'd watched with the night vision camera the first time she'd had sex with a girl, almost 2 years ago. And the other day, he'd watched her first blow job.Cathy had been more tentative than Stan had expected. She'd watched enough porn on her PC to know the drill, but the kid, who was 17 or so, had a bigger dick than she'd expected. She was eager enough, but unsure of exactly how to go about it. She'd laughed with delight when he started coming though. Stan had watched that part over and over,. Starting with this yoga session tonight, there will be a new Mahana Mam."Here she paused, waiting for the buzz to subside. She had been sure that the announcement would be received without too much disappointment and regret and she had been right. Within a few seconds silence returned and Cregan continued."I want you to know that I will still be involved as an advisor to the new Mahana Mam. I will still attend our annual meetings. However, the day to day responsibility of sheparding our groups. Bye.”“Bye Dad.”Guy suddenly remembered something.“Oh Trish, don’t eat till you get here. I’ll fix dinner.”She had to laugh. “OK, bye.”The next day was Friday, and Guy was anxious all day. Damon. Who was he, what was he like? What should he fix for dinner? How should he dress, with a tie or sporty? Should he call his ex and invite her? No, of course not. They hadn’t spoken for years.The sun set and it was beginning to get dark. Guy was getting anxious when the doorbell rang. Thank God!He opened.