”“Not your marriage? Or the other kids?”“None of those changed me the way those four things did.”Doctor Mercer scanned her notes, and flippe... a few pages in one of the old notebooks. She made some notes on her pad, then put her pencil down.“I think we’re making some good progress here. I know it might not seem like it, but we are.”I smiled, “I know we are. We’re winnowing down my self-loathing and getting it under control. Once that’s under control, and I can stop seeing myself as a sexual. When I got to Brittany’s house she had even more of her and my sisters friends over. So I rang the doorbell and she answered and let me in. Her parents weren’t home. So she must have told them about my cock because all they were telling me to do was pull it out.So I pulled my cock out and Brittany and the two other girls were so hot for my cock. They all got on their knees and started to play with my cock Brittany started to suck my cock slowly while the other two girls were getting undressed. "Hi Eric, it's great to see you again. How long has it been?" I think it was last spring at the reunion, right?", Eric said."I think you're right. Eric, this is my husband, Joe," she said."What up my nigga, I heard some things about you," Eric said, extending his large black hand for a handshake.It felt like my hand was shaking, my heart felt like it was going to explode through my chest, and my throat was as dry as a desert.Eric shook my hand in a firm in a cocky manner. He was much taller. Before I can answer, we enter the gym and see an old man sweeping the floor with a broom.Bruce gets an air of discomfort and tells me, “That’s Bill, he’s the… janitor of the ship. We just call him Disy.”Before I can ask why, the old man barks with his Scottish accent, “You scabby numpty, don’t enter with your shoes. I’m not done cleaning yet, you pillock!”And now I get it, he’s just a grumpy old fart. I look at Bruce, he shrugs.Before we can say anything, Disy continues, “So, you got yourself a.