" I don't," Beth said as she sat up and looked back and forth between her mom and sister. "What were you going to say?"Bill grunted as Beth sat up but...Beth didn't react. "Small, sharp hip bones can cause havoc with a guy," he thought to himself."Nothing honey," Susan said. "It was just a thought that I couldn't think of how to say." In other words it was a nasty thought and you think I'm too young to hear it," Beth huffed. She crossed her arms, bounced once, and flopped back against Bill's. What was the purpose of life without a higher power? Without some all-knowing being to guide our paths to Enlightenment?That all changed after Katrina.When the levees broke, along with losing material possessions and friends, I lost my dear father to the floodwaters that consumed my city. After all the devastation and suffering, I could no longer believe this all had a purpose. That this was fate. Sadly, I was ashamed of myself for realizing it took the loss of my father for me to come to terms. Moments later me and my mother were near cumming but she did'nt cum she stoped where as I came all over the carpet.The next day I felt guilty looking at my own mother do that so I went to her after school and told her "Mam I saw you pleasureing yourself yesterday" she went pure red. She said she was sorry for that but I should'nt of snuk up on her like that, I said why blame me you should'nt be doing that at that time when I get home.She told me straight to my face that she meant for me to. My voyeurism was being sated via John's videos. That night I got to actually see Suze in action at the bookstore and strip club was a bonus beyond the videos. Our sex life had improved, as well. We were having sex more often and with greater variety. Our activities had not seemed to have a serious negative social affect, our lives and interactions with friends and coworkers was unchanged. Aside from the flimsy artificial reality about Suze's time with John, we had actually been closer and spent.