“I’m finding it hard. I told Mick yesterday that I wasn’t sure if he was the honorable man who fought in the war for what he believed in or just...a man trading off whores with another man. Two men who might be interested in taking a shot at my wife, since, as your wives said, it’s all in the family. Why would I trust a man who trades his wife?”“But you trust Mick?”“Rory, this may be hard for you, but he gave me his word as a soldier that he wouldn’t tell anyone. And on that oath, I believed. Obviously, my aunt stayed in the living room with my mum and I did my best to hump Mary with the least possible amount of racket to keep the images from my mum's delicate ears. I was heading down the homestretch with the delicious Mary when my aunt Maggie came into the room and started to pet my happy balls bouncing with firm determination into Mary's pretty snatch. She even started in on my prostate because she knew how much I liked the feel of her fingers back there. That forced me to shoot. "You both look like boys. You'd better hope it grows again before your brother's wedding next spring." (I told you Robert was getting married didn't I?). There's almost a year for it to grow back though!Mum and dad were going away for an Easter break last weekend and I think she was glad I wasn't going with them! It was her comment that put the idea in our heads really. The one about us looking like boys. Fiona was sleeping over at my place while my parents were away. And for once we had the. "I'm starving." Me too. We'll sit at the bar and you can listen while you fix it." Cindy said. She and Corey took seats on the barstools while Amanda started making sandwiches."After she examined me she asked me what had happened. I told her everything that'd happened since we met, up till when she got here this morning." Cindy said, sounding suddenly very nervous. "At least, I told her almost everything. She thought about it for a minute, then she pointed out that even with all the.