”“Why?”“Because I’m afraid what will happen if I do,” replied Bill as understanding started to illuminate the darkness in which he had fou...d himself. He smiled and said, “Thanks, Dad.”“What are dad’s for?”“Raising my allowance,” replied Bill with a grin.“You’ve been hanging around Abe too much,” Jerry joked as he patted his son on the shoulder. He could tell just by touch that his son had relaxed. Standing, he said, “I’ll go back to bed now.”“Okay.”Jerry returned to his bed and settled down to. Well we’ve been in family court a lot, and a judge decided that we can’t be closer to each other than a thousand feet (305 metres). And we can’t talk. No phone, no e-mail, no text, no smoke signals no nothing. No, I don’t know why. But it could have been worse, and it’s only for however long it takes to bash out all this legal stuff. However long that takes. We’ll be back together again, I just don’t know whenThe audience is listening, every word. When the child isn’t talking, you can hear a. Squealing in surprise, his head snapped back, looking around wildly, only to see a bear of a man sitting on the bed, fingers stuck straight up James' butthole, grinning from ear to ear. James tried to pull away, but the man held him firmly by his hips, keeping him in place. "I came just to fix the kitchen tile, but look what I found instead." The man was huge, easily 6'3" and about 295, the AfricanAmerican man continued calmly moving his fingers in and out of James' ass. "What are. " For my dad," I said, nodding. "I haven't forgotten. If he wants to dressas a woman then I'm OK with that. I really am. But it hurts to know thathe'd rather I didn't visit him because of it. He's still my dad, and Ilove him." And that's precisely why you must go as Carolyn to visit him onSaturday," Elaine replied. "Think how much happier he'll be, knowing thathe can see his son without feeling ashamed for the way he's chosen tolook."She made it all sound perfectly reasonable. "But what about.