Dear, sweet Nathan, budding long-distance runner, right-fielder, point guard, novelist-in-training, was completely overcome. For three long minutes he...clung to his father, tears soaking David's shoulder. David could do nothing besides rock his son back and forth, and drop one hand to ruffle Aaron's hair when his younger came to hug his father's waist."I'm sorry, Dad. I don't know why I did that."He released his grip and pushed off to stand, but David held him tight. "Don't apologize for what. I cant take this i said.Another forfeit he asked meYes i agreed, this time he turned around and stuck his arse in my face.Lick he said.Tell you, its times like this i fucking hate myself lol.A couple minutes of licking his arse and back bent over his bed.Please not so hard i asked him.He just laughed.I dont mind it but i dont want to be marked.You already are he said.Whack Crack Whack Crack... a different place every time and some hitting my thighs.I started to cry for real.He stopped got some. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN THERE? I CAN ALL HEAR THAT," she yelled as her fists slammed on Peter's bedroom door."Oh fuck," Peter hissed as he rushed to pause the video."UH, SORRY IT WAS A POPUP."He tore off his headphones and rushed to get dressed, silently cursing under his breath."YEAH, OKAY Peter."Heather walked away wearing a pleased look. Even though her and Peter were the same age, they weren't very close. She resented Peter for being "the favorite child." She wasn't one to miss an. "I guess I'll just have to be patient." Yep, you will." I paused then continued "Is here anything from your talks with mom yesterday that you want to share with me?" Well..." If you don't want to, that's okay. I understand." I said."No, there's some things I want to tell you, but ... but I guess I'm being silly after all we've done." at this she took a deep breath and started to talk again."When I talked to Mom yesterday morning, I was scared ... I guess 'cause I didn't know what we were going.