"I felt better after that, then Rhoda shouts down, "Hey Mom this guy wants Anal, can you fit him in." You wanna do it Harry?" Mom said."Fifty Dollars?... I asked."Fifty Dollars," Mom shouted."Ok," Rhoda answered, so I went right up to the bedroom and damn me if he didn't know it wasn't Rhoda he was poking."Hey you're tight girl!" he exclaimed, anyway that ball bag done its stuff and I never spunked even a drop or so.Rhoda and Mom quickly sorted out like a Rota and I reckon I made maybe seventy. My thought is that you need to hit ‘em where it REALLY hurts -- Deena, I think you know a little about such things. And by the way, very informally I understand that you crushed at least half his family jewels -- GOOD job, girl!”“Now, to hit ‘em where it REALLY hurts, you have to hit ‘em in the wallet. My advice would be to get some kind of personal injury lawyer -- a GOOD one. Sort of a pit bull with a briefcase, kind of lawyer.”I said, “Jim, that’s good advice. Let me ask, have you ever heard. She had become the girl of my dreams, and so much more. While up until that fateful afternoon I had never laid a hand on my sweet girl. But I could never deny the fact that I wanted her. And now there I was on a blanket with my naked fifteen-year-old daughter about to do things to her sweet body that up until then I had only dreamed of doing.''He walked over to the side of the bed where Brook was still sleeping. Whenever Nick thought back to that time in their lives, he always has shown a sense. It is comfort for both of us, since I have nightmares often. Mum says that sleeping in bed together keeps her company. Also, when it gets cold, we cuddle to warm up. I love cuddling with my Mum. I skip a load of pages...Saturday October 9th 1979Last night, I was in bed with my Mum when I woke up startled by a strange dream and a funny feeling - I had my first wet dream. I felt myself feeling really good. I had woken up just as I started to notice I was peeing the bed. I wasn't dreaming anymore..