.”“But?” I said.“If I may, Julian. You need to love your new woman. She’s pretty. She’s faithful. And, I think she loves you, or if not, s...e’s trying to love you. Or maybe learning to love you. Really,” said Ava.“I am trying to love her. And maybe I will one day. I don’t know. But there is still you, always around always inadvertently, I guess, rubbing my nose in it,” I said.“Julian, forget me. Yes, I’ll be around. We’re family, not lovers, no, but family. And, I am not trying to rub your nose. Samantha took hold of Master Edwards throbbing erect prick,and looking triumphantly at the crying pathetic danglingsissy said, "This is what a girl needs, you fuckingpathetic sissy a real mans prick," laughing at thehumiliated sissy, she walked into the house holding MasterEdwards throbbing erection.A few minutes later, Samantha and Dolorous opened thekitchen door, then laughing at the pathetic sissy, threwtheir discarded bras and nylon panties into the garden."More undies to wash sissy.". .. but I do remember one night when you guys were pretty vocal and I got a good idea of what was going on,” I admitted. “It made me realize that my parents weren’t that old.”The old guy laughed, grabbed his crotch and shook it. “I don’t know if we’ll ever be too old for that, Charlie,” he said proudly.“No, what I mean is that the bulk of what I knew about sex at the time came from my exploration of your secret stash.”“OOhhh,” my Dad said as the lightbulb went off. “My nudey book collection, eh.. She was a bright girl, and she knew her numbers. Already, she helped her father with the tallies for tax and tithe. She had heard somewhere that Bente's piles yielded over four-hundred bushels of coal; that meant two-hundred groschen - a full ten guilders! He did four piles each year, she knew. Forty guilders, and he was living alone in the forest, with no mouths to feed.Isaac's daughter Ruth had told her that Bente did most of his business with the Baron's castle and the town below. She knew.